Geronimo's work with the Cash Money Click led Irv to form a relationship with rapper Ja Rule. The 1997 album Vendetta saw him with a higher profile, working with Puff Daddy-related acts the LOX and the producer himself on the single "Nothin' Move but the Money. In 2003, he released his album Long Road Back.
A well needed and appreciated hiatus gave Mic the time he needed to be able to continue to contribute to hip hop in the way he always has. lyrical dexterity, content, and creativity all are hallmarks of this veteran from that irreplacable “golden era”.
Giving himself the time needed to constantly sharpen his skills, the “Master I.C.” is now poised to re-enter the arena with his long awaited return EP entitled “Lone Wolf”. That will be available for download June 1st 2010.
Lone Wolf is a recollection, an introspective and a rebirth for Mic. With many of the usual suspects on board, the Ep is a pre cursor to a tide of material Mic has been amassing and making ready for the public. The lead single entitled “Check The Bezel” is a Hillie Hill produced hybrid of jazziness with Mic's patented street wise intellect. Featuring newcomer “Yung French” on the hook, the song is infectious and easily satisfies fans of Geronimo new and old. With production by B Money (Hustler's Ambition 50 Cent, The Prelude Jay-Z), Ty Fyffe and Pete Rock, “Lone Wolf” is evidence that talent is one thing, but a gift never leaves or fades. In addition Mic has also brought on board allies from overseas with the bounce track “One” produced by Denmark's DJ Noize.
Regulate
Mic Geronimo Lyrics
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It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way
Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day
The ennesex pull out the driveway
Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case
Niggas an ace, celebrate livin it great
Into your mind state, a lock front, but Flush straight
Over wound ya faith, hold it down across state
Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat
Face the phat, tattoo on my arm, and pack gat
Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back
Party back to back, New York, where it's at
Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin
Let's have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine
Respect mine, that's why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind
Bottom line, let's all shine, can't be mad at what's mine
It took a lot to get these props, three shots and almost got rocked
My hustle on the roof top, the watch cop, and I'm gettin crazy cheddar
Drivin rose, Bentleys and better
The street contemplate the terror, the rhymes sever
And overdose speak broadcastin niggas leakin
Probably thinkin, I'm just a wise nigga drinkin
[Chorus 2X]
Whatever you do, you gotta get ya shit straight
No time to wait, make money and regulate
[Mic Geronimo]
While on the mailbox, sit and steamin
Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin
Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine
Run wild inside they minds, maybe had somebody by me
My body wit lacerations, cuts, abrasions
Wounds I couldn't slide, from when the bullets started blazin
Awaken from concentration, started to skate
My heart rate, amagortex wit no brakes
Jump the gate, hit the ground on my side, but no pain
Turn around and find her comin like a runaway freight train
And play you, I see blues and cars are too
Choose or lose, ain't no option in my everyday news
Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up in the ride
Now my nigga Flush, he like lamped on the side
Strictly sorta Cajun, relax, mind lacin
Line cooperation, now to start activation
Ill collaboration, from a team now you facin
We break nation, flew back style afflatus
I only roll daily, wit the God burst heatin
Chill, a mass mill, lay back, leave it dubblin
Money for bubblin, from 95 through recoverin
My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin's and jugglin
[Chorus 4X]
The lyrics to Mic Geronimo's song "Regulate" feature two verses, each rapped by Royal Flush and Mic Geronimo, respectively. In Royal Flush's verse, he describes a day spent with a woman around his neighborhood, enjoying the sights and sounds of the city. He feels empowered by the diamond jewelry and brandy he's consumed, as well as his own increasingly successful place in the world of music. Flush exudes confidence throughout, noting his ability to easily take on challenges and the value he places on loyalty and respect. In Mic Geronimo's verse, he tells a darker tale of being caught up in a shooting and subsequent chase. He describes the fear and adrenaline he feels, as well as his quick thinking and escape. Geronimo also touches on the importance of having a strong team and being well-prepared for any situation that may arise.
Overall, the lyrics to "Regulate" seem to be about the ups and downs of life in the music industry, as well as the importance of staying focused and staying true to oneself. Both Royal Flush and Mic Geronimo express their own unique perspectives on the lifestyle and the struggles that come along with it.
Line by Line Meaning
It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way
It was a hot day, hanging out with a girl from the neighborhood.
Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day
The diamond sparkled as it reflected off the clear E&J liquor.
The ennesex pull out the driveway
The Lexus pulled out of the driveway.
Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case
Feeling powerful and in control, like Scarface on a mission.
Niggas an ace, celebrate livin it great
Being excellent and celebrating living a great life.
Into your mind state, a lock front, but Flush straight
In a state of mind that is locked in, but Flush is straightforward and honest.
Over wound ya faith, hold it down across state
Building up your confidence and holding it down across different states.
You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match
Wearing a matching fitted hat and Tommy shorts.
Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat
Laid back, but a skilled rapper who brings status.
Face the phat, tattoo on my arm, and pack gat
Confronting the difficult things with a tattoo on his arm and carrying a gun.
Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back
Ignoring the gun and relying on quick reflexes to fight back.
Party back to back, New York, where it's at
Partying continuously in New York, where it's the place to be.
Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin
Stopping and taking a moment to rewind.
Let's have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine
Having a good time while smoking with the Dutch group.
Respect mine, that's why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind
Respect his status, which is why people try to ignore him and act deaf, dumb, and blind.
Bottom line, let's all shine, can't be mad at what's mine
In the end, we should all succeed and not be angry at other people's success.
It took a lot to get these props, three shots and almost got rocked
Earning recognition was not easy, and almost died trying.
My hustle on the roof top, the watch cop, and I'm gettin crazy cheddar
Working hard on the rooftop, where the cops watch, to earn good money.
Drivin rose, Bentleys and better
Driving luxurious cars like Rolls Royces and Bentleys.
The street contemplate the terror, the rhymes sever
The streets are scared of his rhymes, which are cutting and separating.
And overdose speak broadcastin niggas leakin
He's rapping so much and so well that other rappers can't keep up and mess up.
Probably thinkin, I'm just a wise nigga drinkin
People might underestimate him, thinking he's just a wise guy who drinks too much.
Whatever you do, you gotta get ya shit straight
No matter what you do in life, you have to get your act together.
No time to wait, make money and regulate
There's no time to waste, you need to make money and regulate your life.
While on the mailbox, sit and steamin
While sitting on the mailbox, he's frustrated and angry.
Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin
He sees his enemies plotting and scheming with an evil glint in their eyes.
Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine
Their scheme is like the way things shine, but his thoughts are god-like.
Run wild inside they minds, maybe had somebody by me
Their thoughts run wild, but he has someone by his side.
My body wit lacerations, cuts, abrasions
His body has injuries, cuts, and bruises.
Wounds I couldn't slide, from when the bullets started blazin
He has wounds that he couldn't avoid when the bullets started firing.
Awaken from concentration, started to skate
He snaps out of his concentration and starts to run away.
My heart rate, amagortex wit no brakes
His heart is racing like a vortex with no brakes.
Jump the gate, hit the ground on my side, but no pain
He jumps over the gate and falls on his side without feeling any pain.
Turn around and find her comin like a runaway freight train
He turns around and sees someone approaching him fast and powerfully like a runaway train.
And play you, I see blues and cars are too
He sees through the fake people and their fake cars and clothes.
Choose or lose, ain't no option in my everyday news
It's either choose correctly or lose everything in his daily life.
Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up in the ride
Take a gun and run away, maybe jump in the car and drive off.
Now my nigga Flush, he like lamped on the side
His friend Flush is relaxing, chilling on the side.
Strictly sorta Cajun, relax, mind lacin
Feeling calm and relaxed, with his mind focused on things he enjoys.
Line cooperation, now to start activation
Working together and cooperating to begin the process of action.
Ill collaboration, from a team now you facin
A sick collaboration from a team that you are now facing.
We break nation, flew back style afflatus
Breaking the nation and flying back with a style of inspiration.
I only roll daily, wit the God burst heatin
He only rolls with the best every day, and with his amazing talent growing stronger.
Chill, a mass mill, lay back, leave it dubblin
Sitting back and relaxing, with mass amounts of money rolling in, and leaving everything in a steady rhythm.
Money for bubblin, from 95 through recoverin
Earning money consistently from 1995 and onwards to keep flourishing.
My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin's and jugglin
His crew is dominating and holding onto large amounts of money.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Lamont Porter, M. Mcdermon, Ramel Govantes
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
WyGuysDad
one of the most chill songs ever for me. golden era
Andre L
Great Album. hard track. They both killed it.
AA Barbone
I want the instrumental
Amazi Browning
I just posted it on my page man! Here’s the link: https://youtu.be/VrASVIAL7Kg
canibusnj
Ez Elpee AS ALWAYS, brought it!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
maciej markiewicz
gotta love this shit,beat is fire and flush kills it
Jugistoteles
@peterscoop Well, first of all it's not like every other hip hop record doesn't have a track about this subject matter. Second, even if it samples the same song, the beat is just totally different. I mean, if you listen to the original, Warren G pretty much recycled the bassline; not the case here. This has that NY 90s feel to it, unlike Warren G's g-funk. What Flush might be doing is paying homage to Warren G but it's no ripoff. You're free to disagree, but you'd be wrong if you did.
Matthew Stone
awesome stuff.
Sos Bishop
This Was My Shit 2
samson5493
ah,memories....