Lyrics:

[Hook - John Legend, Kid Cudi]
I got the world in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling (why I keep calling)
All of these girls at my shows they loving me
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep calling you

All the models to the floor right now

[That Mike Guy]
I’m on my I don’t even know grind, I don’t even know why
Griming on this art like I got beef, but don’t do bovine
Vino-a-whine though, am I doing fine?  No.  
Saving face in my game, outgoing, but need my time alone
And I bleed ya, I concede that, I can see at the moment ya’ll think I’m in red
Critical, not devil, I’m at pinnacle to overflow and what the hell I got in my head? 
T-Swift?
I’m being real yo, I drop tops and incept and accept that I’m just a weirdo
Killing at the basics, dexterized matrix, everything he do described in one word: 
Voracious
Sexy skill set, gifted triple x-mas, ill present do not miss
Still trill harping on this shit, thrill awesome when I spit
And ya thought that this was jokes?  Naw, not a not a bit

[Hook]

[That Mike Guy]
Christian Dior Michael Flow
I told her I’m workin’ it out
Or is that too blatant a metaphor?

Christian Dior Michael Flow (2014)

Rerecorded this gem: Lifted Instrumental and Flow + Original Lyrics to match themes

(first rhymes I ever wrote)

FREAKS AND GEEKS REMIX
LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

Alright it’s Michael on Gambino lines, fuck a ten I flip a dime
So surreal, knighted kind, play your rap, I'm makin’ mine
The heat is coming through, get your oven mitts to cope it
Robert Frosting her all day, ya that’s literature devotion
Yeah, it’s Michael go berserk, I’m in charge, not plugged in
Yeah, the rules don’t concern me, bylaw snubbin’ 
Girls'll lose a grand to lay me, get real abby, Downton
I ain’t lookin’ for a rub, less you asian, szechuan
This adapt should win an oscar, O Dark Thirty this track
If a Glover’s mad at me, hope he’s too old or coat smacks

An my stolen beat's a Bigelow, so it explode like Hurt Locker
Yeah I’m makin’ hearts stop, you are just a beta blocker

Watching her unfurl as she come for anotha
Yeah You fuckin' with the Magic like I AIDed by the manna
Cool chick wants a spree, six seasons and a movie
Yeah my dick it books gigs, in every community
Had to instagram her mid-moan, filter well-ink?
While y'all lower interest rate, I'm in Miss Penny like zink
If cul-de-sacs need mappers, plan, you just ran outta street
Got that wit, when these girls flock, they showin' off the V

[Verse 2]

In town easing art girls deserving of a sculpture
Hipster-musician-models wear sheets like a toga
And yeah I like the Swift girl, down south I change the weather
But got quick fix quo, so it’s "never ever back together"
Love is still hip, but fuckin’ needs support
Branch off n’ bigger every year, call me Colbert Report
End of scene that’s a wrap, pope livin’, hit abort
Yeah your tiny ship has sailed, grab a bottle and a cork
We be killin’ brought a hearse, you're a wreck, reimburse
Then re-release them to the wild til they get caught in my net-worth, mannn
I take down booty like an airplane
An airplane, then discard it like I was Bane
I'm prominent, people call me White, I’m Walter knockin' it
I’m onyx shit, harder than a french guy learnin’ phonicses
It's honest shit, you dudes are the composite of mockin’ this
Beyond "ya bish," got money trees you look for roots like ostriches
Killin' with the rap nerds, ink paper like a fight squid
Sue me if you never heard, I’ll sign that to a deaf kid
No class on my Ferris, my dick is made for sharin'
Basic instinct is to spread and I meant legs, oh is you Karen?
I have worked all Summer, I will not fail Winter
In the front of the puss, on some Nicole Scherzinger
Yeah my fingers are Jack Bauer, engage they don’t investigate
Verbin' every chick, yeah this track made of our conjugate
Bitches gettin' green off my sample of Machine
Was so mean, I got these home girls add me to they routine?
Name buildin' fast, love Chance but, fuck raffle
Went Barack on your Eggo, all you got left is you're awful
Think it over for a minute, man we drinkin', where's your beverage?
Man, you thirsty? What's in the fridge? Got my tab now, ceaseless leverage

The french always love a baguette, so my dick could be Parisian
Keen for my deposit, "is that pushy?" Ya she said to me
Actin insane, am I just playin'? Joker since birth, keepin' my search
Told you all chillin' I will get my fill in cause emulating just isn’t enough
You get ya myth debunked, my legend on repeat
My vid should be Ecks manned, Freaks and Geeks

Freaks and Geeks Remix (2014)

death throes of the sober artist (2019)

Real Friends Remix (2016)

Instrumental:
blazo - Natural Green
blazo.bandcamp.com/track/natural-green
https://soundcloud.com/blazo/01-blazo-natural-green
open.spotify.com/track/0nsTReOZDuzGlOtaB3AHiB

Special Thanks:
https://soundcloud.com/quillwithers
(for his help with the mix)

Original Sample:
Horace Silver - Lonely Woman
open.spotify.com/track/23VGdNEZzKVCpIazC3ZHK6

Sentiment:
“If you lose a leg and your neighbour loses two legs, you’ve still lost a leg. It’s okay to not be okay wherever you are in life. Hard times have a tendency to pass, even if some take longer than others. What’s important is to remember that you’ve made it through them before and that there have always been better times worth making it through them again."

I Do My Initials (2020)

Sometimes I try to string together rhymey rhymes and sometimes they even sound half-decent.  This bio has been a lot of fun and I hope we get to do this again sometime soon.

That Mike Guy

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