Microphone Scent
A song made by Donald
Microphone Scent
A song made by Donald
Yebo, yebo
Smell the microphone, eish
Let's go
Every night I'm on the stage, asambe
Pick up the mic, that familiar wave
It smells like dreams and yesterday's fame
Sweat and perfume, calling my name
Metal and leather, stories untold
Every artist's breath, that scent so bold
Sho, it's intoxicating, can't let go
That microphone smell, everybody know
Smell of the microphone, yebo yebo
Takes me higher, makes me lose control
Smell of the microphone, sharp sharp
That's the sound of my beating heart
Aweh, aweh, it's calling me home
Smell of the microphone
Fingertips on the grid, memories alive
Every gig, every show, helps me survive
It smells like hustle, smells like the grind
Smells like the future I'm destined to find
Eish, the crowd's roar mixed in the air
That microphone scent, nothing can compare
From Joburg to Durban, Cape Town nights
That smell lifts me up to incredible heights
Smell of the microphone, yebo yebo
Takes me higher, makes me lose control
Smell of the microphone, sharp sharp
That's the sound of my beating heart
Aweh, aweh, it's calling me home
Smell of the microphone
Sho, that's my story, that's my zone
Forever chasing the smell of the microphone
