Video Microphone Murdera de Aj Jordan 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aj Jordan - Microphone Murdera Lyrics

Hey, how in the fuck are they gonna tell me, like
Yo, who the fuck I'm supposed to be, like what
Little homie keep on living your life
And don't you even worry about what the fuck I been doing, naw
If you seen me make a big change
That was a decision for myself
And for you to let that shit hang, down
These motherfuckers so below me
That you could never call me homie
Cause you don't even really know me, shit

Often imitated, never duplicated, always originated
Perpetually underestimated, fuck
I've been grinding for a minute though
And anybody that could tell you any different's
Been a snitching hoe
Why you aggravated, Hold em captivated
Rappers lacking cadence, weird and uncomplacent
To these ugly traitors, ah
But they don't count the many talents here
Surely I been rapping plenty years
But check it, I'll paint yo pallet clear
Who else can direct and edit and star in their own videos
Plan an ample opportunity for their fans to participate in any role
You must have thought you caught me tripping
But you don't understand
The vision I had for the bigger picture, nah
No more subliminal abuses
Against a couple stupid dufuses who ruined something useful
I'm over helping people outta debt
They make some money off my efforts
Yet take advantage every chance they get
It's fucking obvious, you're just a hobbyist
Why such a sloppy mess
Crawl inside you like an enterobius
Man that's a little fucking ugly worm
You gonna need a bigger hook
If you disperse the weight then it'll cook, yum
I'm talking about your pussy puppeteer
Picking prickly pubic hair
Off your panzy mama's plastic chair
While playing solitaire in an empty square with no one there
I swear I didn't care until all they did was stare at me

Felt like I needed therapy, why weren't you ever there for me
I turnt to drugs for parenting, like a circle fitting squarely
They never cared to be prepared to raise a family
How many people have you ever met with common similarities
Well me, not many, cause not any
Who can hang heavy, got plenty, though
I'll attack every internet bullies unrighteous soul
Through my microphone
Climb through the speakers while you're tweaking
And dig your heart out on survival mode, woo

That sure was invigorating, why you freaking out and pacing
I'm a different equation, nominate me as the bravest
Beam me up inside the spaceship, I'm the alien invasion
Satan better take his place, before I slap him in the face, man
Making 'em bring pain back, fixing to squeeze, aim that
Every lyric peel they brain back
You as plane-est as they came, jack
That syrup in the cane crap, seriously blame rap
Cause today's hip hop ain't what it used to be, state facts
A bunch of ugly foolery in skinny jeans and jewelry
Fuck fancy cars, fuck icy bling, fuck all your things
Fuck everyone, I'd fuck your Mom if she's listening (Hey)
I'm only saying, she can get it too
'Cause everybody is invited to die inside a ritual
Make way for the juggernaut, yeah
I'm breaking through enclosed boxes
Quick momentum, deep in thought
It's get the fuck out of my spot, bitch
Intellect is sharp as the stove is as hot lit
Break it down, so they'll keep hating, but bet
I will spew toxic spit from the base of my lips
Until my face in a ditch laying face down in it, shit

You'll never pry me from the microphone
Even with ten dead fingers wrapped around it
Clutching with my bones
Unless like I woke up like a zombie with a problem
And an impossible thirst to gargle all up of your body fluid
Wrapping you up with the tape
From cassettes that they don't play anymore

I'm a bit of Rakim mixed with Eminem
A Prodigy from within
A Beastie Boy with a grin
Too Short or MC Ren, RA the Rugged Man
LL or Eazy E, Del the Homosapien
And DMX, KRS then MF Doom
I'm not a rapper or a regular person
I'm the best version of myself
And I'll never be you!
Nah