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CHORUS:
I heard smokey told Michael Jackson, "When they give you the mic don't give it back, son."

VERSE 1:
More over, please move over, was not excepted. My convo needs to be interpreted. I'm deep in, swimming in the deep end. Depth unknown but I'ma keep on going till I'm seen glowing, glowing miles away. Give the sun the day, the moon the night. Get 'em ready for the coming of the melodies, right that frees the flowers in the breeze. When they hear it, yes, yes, coming from me. We join in and see how we, the voice of the U-N-I-verse, spoken clear for us, through us, the kids to hear through us, with no fear, show 'em how to repair. Rebuild waste cities in here. Rebuild waste cities in here.

VERSE 2:
Walking in a daze, life's a routine. So many things I've seen are unseen. Had to find time to rewind time, go deep in the mind and find why I'm the way that I am. Why this path of man Micah chose to take, realizing everyone in this life makes mistakes. Never take a man to his wake, unless you have to. That's where fools are baffled. Untactful design is why you get caught in crime. Not checking the cracks, on the surface your worthless. How can you destroy without knowing the purpose? What sense do you make? The whole world's a debate. Catch your niche and be straight. Being fake is a common twist of fate that most have to face, being locked into this human race.

VERSE 3:
Veins popping out what incredible scene, if I had a lighter pigmentation I might turn green off the things that I'm seeing. People not believing in me, but hold on... kinda the way I want it to be. Got a wife, an ex-wife, and two kids. Whose messing with the drama Mike lives? Hands shaking, belly aching, not bringing home enough bacon for the ones I support, only one permission to abort. But it's hard to let go when in a mental prison I lived so many years. Work out and get big, shedding, lose weight, battling thoughts if it's a mistake. I'm not eating. Why is this so defeating? So much pimp, I'm cheating myself from pussy & wealth. Twisting and turns, reality burns.

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from Big Ol' Dirty Bucket, track released June 19, 2012
Music by Brett Badolato, Ryan Green, and Andy Gerard. Lyrics by Micah Casey.

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Described as "Parliament-Funkadelic meets Aretha Franklin at a Jay-Z concert", Big Ol’ Dirty Bucket defines the Beantown funk sound.

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