Joey G - Pass the Mic Lyrics

My mind been goin' off insane
That's safe to say
If everyday was like this I'd get locked away
In a place with padded walls that call my name
Saying there's alcohol at an AA parade

And some things will never change
Like time being kept on a clock
While another mother f*cker shot
Or drugs sold on my block
Gotta keep the weight of pushin' kush-in
If ya want loud burnin bushes

It's what pays for Nike swooshes
I mean swishes
And that's exactly why I wont be washin' dishes
It's a sickness
Yeah I put my mind and soul in this
So take a hike nah better yet just pass the mic

Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic
Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic
Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic
Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic, the mic, the mic, aye

Pass the mic because I be mad gifted
Depicted, my childhood turned out shifted
Sifted the fakes out so they ain't with this
Mess with my crew and you get blacklisted

I'm serious
Outsiders ain't getting near to this
I'm so underground that now nobody hearing this
Still disrespect so I guess I'm putting fear in this
Spilling all these fake hoe's blood, Period

Making my spot shine
So I can get mine
Oh it's about time
To watch NBC Dateline
Drank some shit wine
Until I went blind
But swear I felt fine
And went out for a night drive

I'm tryna be on TV
Like it's my destiny
Girls come around to meet me
Like a celebrity
My ex girl hit me back up
Like we got chemistry
But imma stop them right there
They acting selfishly

Who telling me
How felons be
Catching felonies
Like a penalty
Bet on me
And I bet you be
Testing me
Like you better be
Killing enemies
Out of jealousy
Like a specialty
Triple H flow
I go and dead em with the pedigree
Heavily free flowing
Straight going on this melody
Roast these Bay of Pigs
No Joey G. I'm J Kennedy

Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic
Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic
Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic
Pass the mic, pass, pass, pass the mic, the mic, the mic, aye

No more fakery
Don't know how it's taken me
Providing on this beat
Enough heat for a bakery
And listen
My future bright
See that shit glisten?
Y'alls too dark and in need of some night vision
Try to war with me I got lyrical ammunition
Have these rappers starving
You could say it's malnutrition
So you can take a strike but here's the proposition
Just pass the mic and stop trippin'