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    Rage Against The Machine / Lyrics

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    "Microphone Fiend" Lyrics

    Rage Against The Machine

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    I was a fiend before I became a teen
    I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream
    Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
    Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
    'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!"
    They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
    Cool, 'cause I don't get upset
    I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
    Back to the lab without a mic to grab
    So then I add all the rhymes I had
    One after another one, then I make another one
    To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
    I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
    But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
    I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
    Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
    Thought of, Cuz it's sort of...an addiction,
    Magnatized by the mixing

    (Chorus)
    E-F-F-E-C-T
    A smooth operator operating correctly

    But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
    You can't solve it, you silly rabbit
    The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
    I fiend for a microphone like heroin
    Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
    Gimme' a stage and a mic and a mix
    And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness?
    Beware, it's the reanimator!
    A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
    An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping
    You see a part of me that you never seen
    When I'm fiending for a microphone
    Cause I take it to the maximum, I can't relax see
    I'm hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one
    Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
    More than dope, you're trying to move away
    But you can't, you're broke
    More than cracked up, you should have backed up
    For those who act up need to be more than smacked up

    (Chorus)

    Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
    Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated (repeated)

    (Chorus)
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Roger Ball, Eric Barrier, Malcolm Duncan, Stephen Ferrone, Alan Edward Gorrie, William Griffin, Owen Onnie Mcintyre, Hamish Stuart.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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