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This is my special moment to shine in the spotlight,
A pretty young thing right here to rock the mic.
Rock the mic,
Like I know you do it, right? (yeah!)
Rock the mic like you do it all night!

Well come on party people with the ha-ha-hoo!
We're breakin' bum, shaking beats for your boog-a-loo.
We gonna shock your mind with this new déjà-vu
And guess what ruth buzzie?
We love you!
You see the bran clown taking you down,
No frown.
I got the foxy über ladies from the underground.
Said you used to be lost,
But now I'll be found;
Like the puerto rican passion on the brooklyn bound.
Going uptown, midtown, downtown,
Bran van say:
Verb to the noun.

This is my special moment to shine in the spotlight,
A pretty young thing right here to rock the mic.
Rock the mic,
Like I know you do it, right? (right!)
Rock the mic like you do it all night!

With the old school, new school, c'mon,
Bob your head to the mid-school.
With the old school, new school, c'mon,
Bob your head to the mid-school.
Old school, new school, even in-between school,
Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?
Old school, new school, even in-between school,
Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?

'i don't know about touching the mic tonight; the club's really packed.'
'it's okay, touch the mic.'
'sure? '
'yeah, touch it.'

Come a little closer,
Try to touch it with desire.
This man's on a mission to set this mic on fire.
Like a fish on a hook,
Bird on a wire.
Let me stand before the truth,
Girl fire,
'cause:
Cupid had an arrow
For the pharaoh,
So he shot.
Made me want it how I want it,
But this fire's damn hot.
Too hot to hold,
Too damn good to fold,
I gotta tell you how I tell you so the truth be told,
For the:

Old school, new school, c'mon,
Bob your head to the mid-school.
It's the old school, new school, c'mon,
Bob your head to the mid-school.
Old school, new school, even in-between school,
Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?
Old school, new school, even in-between school,
Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?

My cartesian quotient of my calibration,
Got us qualified for this deviation.
As I lose myself in you,
Yes I lose myself in you.

It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.
It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.

(I lose myself in you.)

It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.
It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.

(my moment to shine)
Your time with me is up.

It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.
It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.
It's my moment to shine;
Rock the mic.
It's my ... rock the mic;
Rock the mic.
Listen:      This is my special moment to shine in the spotlight,   A pretty young thing right here to rock the mic.   Rock the mic,   Like I know you do it, right? (yeah!)   Rock the mic like you do it all night!      Well come on party people with the ha-ha-hoo!   We're breakin' bum, shaking beats for your boog-a-loo.   We gonna shock your mind with this new déjà-vu   And guess what ruth buzzie?    We love you!   You see the bran clown taking you down,   No frown.   I got the foxy über ladies from the underground.   Said you used to be lost,   But now I'll be found;   Like the puerto rican passion on the brooklyn bound.   Going uptown, midtown, downtown,   Bran van say:   Verb to the noun.      This is my special moment to shine in the spotlight,   A pretty young thing right here to rock the mic.   Rock the mic,   Like I know you do it, right? (right!)   Rock the mic like you do it all night!      With the old school, new school, c'mon,   Bob your head to the mid-school.   With the old school, new school, c'mon,   Bob your head to the mid-school.   Old school, new school, even in-between school,   Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?    Old school, new school, even in-between school,   Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?       'i don't know about touching the mic tonight; the club's really packed.'   'it's okay, touch the mic.'   'sure? '   'yeah, touch it.'      Come a little closer,   Try to touch it with desire.   This man's on a mission to set this mic on fire.   Like a fish on a hook,   Bird on a wire.   Let me stand before the truth,   Girl fire,   'cause:   Cupid had an arrow   For the pharaoh,   So he shot.   Made me want it how I want it,   But this fire's damn hot.   Too hot to hold,   Too damn good to fold,   I gotta tell you how I tell you so the truth be told,   For the:      Old school, new school, c'mon,   Bob your head to the mid-school.   It's the old school, new school, c'mon,   Bob your head to the mid-school.   Old school, new school, even in-between school,   Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?    Old school, new school, even in-between school,   Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school?       My cartesian quotient of my calibration,   Got us qualified for this deviation.   As I lose myself in you,   Yes I lose myself in you.      It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.   It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.      (I lose myself in you.)      It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.   It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.      (my moment to shine)   Your time with me is up.      It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.   It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.   It's my moment to shine;   Rock the mic.   It's my ... rock the mic;   Rock the mic.