Amazing, felt like I was caged in
Wrote a rhyme and started blazing, turned the page in
You'll feel my rage and thunder when my foot hits the pavement
Masked out, grabbed the mic and blacked out
Guns popped, ganged and backed out
Took the back route, ran up on him with the cat out
They looked at me and passed out
Hungry, so it's gonna get ugly
I'm feeling like nobody loves me
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Tearing up from country to country
Major, I got that unique flavor
Bless you with my words like you're savior
Player, you better curb your behavior
Or I'ma have to dig your ass later
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Glorious, got the fabric of warriors
You bought the chick, she foria
Drop it, all the more I smashed it
Now she got her wig on backwards
So ask her, who's the complete master?
I make a heartbeat
Faster, weirdos
Not jealous, but scared though
Just start my welcome band, y'all
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
We'll be right back.