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Who The Mike Post Theme

're in a video-game dream, There is no lover in this numbered scene We summon every childhood ghost we've seen, Then suddenly we hear that Mike Post Theme

're in a video-game dream, There is no lover in this numbered scene We summon every childhood ghost we've seen, Then suddenly we hear that Mike Post Theme

we're in a video-game dream, There is no lover in this numbered scene We summon every childhood ghost we've seen, Then suddenly we hear that Mike Post Theme

wrote on a napkin I do what I have to, to win Pull at it all stops, any who touch a mic prior's Not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Meyers

It was like the Sixes came out, the Jordan Sixes. Them shit was so fly man, I wanted them so bad. Darryl what up man? My nigga Darryl had them shits on

I can't sleep, niggaz plottin' on to kill me while I'm dreamin' Wake up sweaty and screamin', 'Cause I can hear them suckers schemin' Probably paranoid, problem is, them

you wanna die We don't give a fuck I just used to post on the corner, roast marijuana I'd be on the coast of Tawanna Bitches who look, close to Madonna

was in like first grade man, I swear It was like the Sixes came out, the Jordan Sixes. Them shit was so fly man, I wanted them so bad. Darryl what up man? My nigga Darryl had them

you wanna die WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! [Verse 2] I just used to post on the corner, roast marijuana I'd be on the coast of Tawanna Bitches who look, close