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The Case Of The Misplaced Mic II

Verse 1 - 2pac (DJ Bizzy) 

They finally did it (whats that?) 
They stole the mic i grip 
Now that its Gone (whats wrong?) 
I'm feelin' tired and sick 
(How did they do it?) I don't know I wasnt sleepin that long 
When i woke up (what happened brotha?) 
My Microphone was gone 
First I paniced (how?) 
I put the cops on the case 
But they was stumped (damn) 
Without a clue or a trace 
So as sure a smoking cigarettes is bad for your health 
If i want my microphone back i'll do it my self 
So I picked up the phone (For what?) 
I called Dizzy (Whats up?) 
My Mics gone (Wurd?) 
Lets get Busy 
Before I told Dizzy what I wanted to Do 
He was over at my house with the TMS crew 
He said (Word is out on every mouth on the street 
Now that its gone its not long 'til your beat) 
And then it hit me (DAMNNN) 
I got a battle at 6 
With out my microphone 
I'm guaranteed to get whipped 
Ya might think its unbelievable 
But word to the strength 
When it comes to rockin rhymes 
Im a musical nimth 
They Gave me other mics 
But yo it wasn't no use 
I tried to rock it (one-two one-two) 
But I couldn't get loose 
I said forget it 
Ya microphone or not 
And I got to do this 
Give it all that I got (Yo what if ya loose?) 
It'd be the first time I lost 
But if I beat 'em it'd finally prove that I'm the boss 
I grabbed my leather jacket 
Walked through the streets 
Was hopin and payin 
Strictly dope won't get beat 
I begin to get hyped 
I was ready to fight 
Yo I was confident that I win 
To hell with the mic! 
I hop on to the stage 
Dizzy started the beat 
The sucka shivered 
Because he tasted defeat 
Then I signaled to Dizzy 
Bust a rhyme wit my head 
Perpetrator fell back (HA!) 
And then he was dead 
I was happy as hell 
'Cause I was lucky that night 
Put my hand in my pocket 
And there was my mic 
haha 

(now why you tell em that?) 
The case of the misplaced mic 

Verse 2 2pac (Rock T) 

I'm down with Strictly Dope 
(so?) That means I'm more than you can handle 
(hot?) I'm hotter than the wax from a candle 
(me?) That's Rock T he's my microphone companion 
(Lyrics?) Full of knowledge truth and understandin' 
(hobbies?) Rappin' is my only recreation 
(retire?) Ya must be on some kind of medication 
(why!?) Cuz I'll never loosin up my mic grip 
(drugs?) Never cuz i'm livin on the right tip 
(Sex?) Only with my girl becasue I love her 
(Babies?) Impossible I always use a rubber 
(board?) Rarely 'cause I'm keepin' myself busy 
(scratch?) Nah, I leave the cuttin' up to Dizzy