Everybody wanna be like Mic  Everybody wanna be like Mic  Yo, I believe I can fly  Master divisor, colder as I grew wiser  Fool the world like Keyser, see they stuck 85ers  With science, move and use complete silence  Niggas are God recognizin that we run earth with iron  I'm here, but I still ain't seen nobody come near  To the heat so severe it leave you scorched from a flare  Bustin two up in the air, then the rest you got  And God forbid these niggas ever make my hustlin stop  When I drop it's only to put it to excellency status  See, we here to run it all with eight other planets  But I'm on till it's gone, understand it  Performin to the warm hugs and slugs and feel the storm kinda tragic  Magic what I'm doin, anybody get touched  Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much  All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky  Holdin more, this is for all of y'all wonderin why  I can fly  Everybody wanna be like Mic  Everybody wanna be like Mic  Yo, I believe I can fly  Lexus and Benzes every color  Push a Hummer in the butters  Go to Miami in the summer months  Crush ice Rolly seemed like my brother once  Chillin on my arm, dippin in my pocket  Hold a 40, Benz inside my palms  Duplexes, east and west coast, plus the flats  Everybody know we get it on like that  With assorted firearm bulletproof to match  Teflon ??? my fitting baseball hat  While my ladies carry .380s in front of they snatch  And we makin all this caper but never givin it back  It's amazin how I put it all together with rap  1000s of listeners everywhere that fall on the map  See, it's magic what I'm doin, anybody get touched  Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much  All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky  Holdin more, this is for all of y'all wonderin why  I can fly  Everybody wanna be like Mic  Everybody wanna be like Mic  Yo, I believe I can fly  Either you down or you isn't in this game for the wins  Stackin the compensates and livin straight for the ends  Hittin skins, luxury Sedans with the rims  Fuckin with Washingtons while i'm holdin on the Benz  Pen's like a lens, so it's clear  Bless you in your dome with the chrome  Bring the flavor to your ear  Appear to make these willies reconsider the fear  Rhymin for nothin these niggas shouldn't try to come near  See, it's magic what I'm doin, anybody get touched  Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much  All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky  Holdin more, this is for all of y'all wonderin why  Everybody wanna be like Mic  Everybody wanna be like Mic  I believe I can fly