[Chorus]
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting banned from the hood with this one
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting banned from the-
[Verse 1: Microsoft Sam]
(Microsoft I'm devoted)
Forever, we strong, timeless in the fabric
You don't like the way I spit? I apologize, it's a habit
At this point I'm a catalyst, generationally impactin'
I know for a fact that they'll copy my actions
In California or Seattle, no matter the battle, don't feature a beat?
I'll chop it again for competitors just to remind you this shit is too easy for me
And I get it, if you never seen it, I believe it
Everybody keep it underground and they repeat it
But I'm one to spread it out, discover, never be conceited
Or you end up makin' a ruckus, a prisoner and defeated
They wonder when I'm breathin' or believin' I'm even incapable of defeating
I'm flippin' the beat, however, you think I wouldn't flip anything else, end up deleted
Recycling recyclers of lyricism
Independence from the bottom of the barrel, and it's livin' in 'em
Finna get rid of the bickerin' of it, the wickedest of the issue in 'em
Bitch, I don't want no bullshit when I'm provin' it, you will need my criticism
[Chorus]
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting banned from the hood with this one
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting banned from the hood with this one
We the Micros-
[Verse 2: Microsoft Sam]
What I'm aimin' to change, your reaction to me in the dust
And I'm rakin' in bank, celebrate your passin' with a dub
What a hater would say? warrant a visit from the prince of blood
I sprang from the flames, not even a bit of luck
Similar to an orangutan, I'm sprintin' with tang, don't wanna put 'em under, but I must, if I don't, what affectin' the game?
Don't wanna give it the comin', the coper don't get what I got
But I cuff it, a given, I fuck it up and I'ma get it, but they gettin' broken
I'm workin' to open it, freakin', I've kind of been doper than God with the grace
[Chorus]
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting banned from the hood with this one
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting ba-
[Verse 3: Microsoft Mary]
(Hell yeah, Microsoft Choppers)
Telekinetic ability, havin' their mind do my bidding
Keepin' the choppin' goofy, don’t ever lose what you do it for
Flow magic and on point, Mary like a unicorn
Wing get grown, the only Pegasus known
He honing in like a drone, the flow gettin' ridiculous
Honourific omen, though hopeless to predict
The scheme flippin' in syllables totally gonna switch (Ohh)
Pick it apart, reassemble Avengers for chopper track
Figured they are the best that the art form has to offer (Facts)
Thinkin' they mad, just hop in the comments
Ominous utterance often omitted, off ‘em if they offer criticism
I don’t bother with opinions, I don’t wanna hear your wishes
If I’m honest, you are not the one that I am tryna please
Warm-up finished, y’all gettin' diminished
And I mean it, I’m a menace with mechanical speed (Woo!)
Pickin' it wickeder, makin' it bigger than “Packin' a Mic” and I’m back in a part one
[Chorus]
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting banned from the hood with this one
We the Microsoft Choppers
We the showstoppers
We getting ba-
[Verse 4: Microsoft Mike]
(Lets go, ah Microsoft)
Sick of the fakin' it wicked, I'm bringin' it bigger then fuckin' 'em up when I get 'em on tape
And they lookin' at me when I'm bringin' the buck and I'm showin' 'em force
I pull up whenever they really want it but I got 'em burnin' when I'm on the mic and I'm wreckin' 'em all
Shit, they better believe it, pause
Halloween, I hollow when I'm 'bout to be the monster
When I walk up with the chopper that'll put 'em on the floors
They can try to get away, but won't live another day
When I come back and never back it, I'm a killer from the morgue
The second nature, and I'm major, man, I made 'em feel the sword
I been a mage, I been a stranger with the danger in my torch
I been evadable, debatable, I make 'em feel the worst
I got a lazer in my spaceship, motherfuckers want some wars
Choppin' the top of his head
It's like I said, Mike poppin', I'm dread
Moppin' 'em off of the ledge, bitch
Big on the packin', I'm pickin' a pocket, I pick up the buck and I'm makin' it bark when I boom
Comin' up out of that motherfuckin' living doom
Another alien tune in, they want the pity
If you really wanna see what I'm doin', I bet they're stuck in a tomb
Body all off in my shed, victim, he body, dirt bed
How many bled?
So many wanted to try me, get lost when I fire bullets, bitch
Don't wanna give it the comin', the coper don't get what I got
But I cuff it, a given, I fuck it up and I'ma get it, but they gettin' broken
I'm workin' to open it, freakin', I've kind of been doper than God with the grace
Pickin' it wickeder, makin' it bigger than “Packin' a Mic” and I’m back in a part one
Shakin' and breakin' 'em, takin' and fakin' 'em, hackin' 'em, packin' 'em, baggin' em