Microphone Preem PRhyme (Ft. Slaughterhouse)

[Produced by DJ Premier]

[Intro: Suga]
This is the pickup line, I got to big up mine

[Verse 1: KXNG CROOKED]
I'm handlin' you frauds
These wounded ass niggas, I rap circles around 'em
I'm bandages and gauze
Crooked trap round clowns, this rap circus surrounds 'em
But I'm havin' a menage, fuckin' with the rap game
And the trap game, I'm managin' my odds
Man, these rappers out here reachin', your arms are too short
Take the boxin' gloves off, hand 'em to the gods (Go!)
Slaughterhouse, we the military in this bitch, yeah
Fuck every Tom, Dick, and Harry in this bitch, yeah
Fuck your apology, I'ma be on astrology shit
March into war like Aries in this bitch, yeah
You call it light work, nigga, this is my life's work
I turn around and beat up a beat like I'm writin' Ike's verse
Toe taggin' this ma'fucker, I don't think Joe Jackson
And Buster Douglas could ever do a mic worse

[Chorus: KXNG CROOKED]
I'm tryna murder the microphone
I'm tryna murder the microphone
"If you are what you eat, how come I'm not pussy?"
That was part uno, this is part two though