Ok, check one two
been gnawing off the edges of the fu man chu
bad nerves brewing got me off my blue man groove
plus a slew of nicotte to make an MC stew
Don't puke, deep breath now, man you got this
god it's hot, whole room is toxic
aushwitz cigarette stink obnoxious and this flegm up
in the tip of my throat, i might choke but ah
mic checkachecka, split the fader
aviator shades looking AC slater hide a
nervous narrator late doors all ages
but i'm waiting on the crowd, checkin texts, calling favors
dialing up the old neighbours, facebook show creators
98 attending but only eight waiting
they're all flaking man i'm shaking, can't take another
venue looking vacent from the stage, floors naked

(mic check) cover all bases
Eyes on faces, not the shoelaces
Hydrate, stand straight, voice can't waver so we
Soundcheck now or we sound wrecked later

ok, the mic is hot, ready or not,
i'm penciled in the opening slot, i got a
merch box stickers, CDs going to rot in
the car, keys locked in, spare forgotten
blame it on old murph, ancient prophet,
when things go sour patch inside the cockpit
Backlit stage, wet pits, mop the turban cause the
Sweat drip glaze till they drop the curtain
shits not working, ipod got nicked
cool j faux pas with the white speed stick
and i'm in the mirror freaking like that glee chick
Double checking set times every three to five ticks
How's the mix, need more? Need a puh need a roar?
God, I'm geeking, it's a weekend, and it's seconds to doors
And only ten on the floor, close my eyes, it's a stadium
Jam packed, cue track, see em, now you play to em

(mic check) cover all bases
Eyes on faces, not the shoelaces
Hydrate, stand straight, voice can't waver so we
Soundcheck now or we sound wrecked later