Yeah Yeah Yeah

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Yo, mm, yeah
 There's a lot of talk, who flow the meanest
 Work it out, it don't take a genius, uh
 Spit my thesis, talkin' ceases
 Rappers act sick and I got the treatment
 Expose actors, similar to a cinema
 You're not factors, similar to a Dillinger
 Your whack tracks ain't got skills
 Add to that the fact that you're not real
 Talk 'bout gats, say you make caps peel
 But they fake raps, you get slapped in your grill
 Stop lying to buyers
 I'm tight as pliers with the science, ahahahahaha
 The roughest rhymin'
 Tough as diamonds, fuckin' blindin'
 You must be high as kites
 Figured you could fuck with the nicest
 I'm off the scale like Hampstead house prices
 So hot, the summer seems cold
 So hot, the flow boil liquid nitro
 What you're hearin', the best thing since bread sliced
 Nigga with charisma, that'd turn a dyke
 That's why I've had more blows than opponents
 I might get hoes don't know that I flow
 Blow out components and mics, I'm oh-so nice
 It's not a rumour, it's the truth, blud, so
 If he talkin' like he's hard
 Don't believe him, pull his card
 Tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah
 If you've really had enough
 That's okay, call his bluff
 Just tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah
 And if your boss is talking shit
 And you really wanna quit
 Tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah
 Anybody, anywhere
 Chattin' rubbish in your ear
 Just tell him: yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah)
 They say that I think I'm the best, I'm far too arrogant
 I ain't the best, I'm beyond comparison
 Think you're good, but you're not
 Couldn't get close to me inside a phone box
 Why spit? You're shit with the diction
 Plus your whip's and clips is fiction
 That much of a killer? Why you rhyming?
 I think you're porky pieing
 If you had dough, you should own shit, not sign it
 I think you're porky pieing
 Tryna be G when you're soft as PeeWee
 That greezy talk see through to Stevie
 I mean it, believe me, to me, this easy
 You find it hard, I can hear from your CD
 I'm the best, can't put it more simple
 Plus pretty thug, women love the dimples
 I been had gyal, like Saddam or Bin Laden
 I'm kinda like a pimp just no mink dragging
 I'm a nigga's nightmare like your ting jamming
 I'm a skinny little nigga with the heart of a dragon
 Unstoppable, mission impossible
 Logical, I'm the one, ask the Oracle
 Legend like Christ and the 12 apostles
 Got more lines than Whitney's nostrils
 Talkin' like he's hard
 Don't believe him, pull his card
 Tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah (he's a kidder)
 If you've really had enough
 That's okay, call his bluff
 Just tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah (that's right)
 And if your boss is talking shit
 And you really wanna quit
 Tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah
 Anybody, anywhere
 Chattin' rubbish in your ear
 Just tell him: yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah)
 If you a baller, cool, rap about
 But it's no Puffs in England so shut your mouth
 It amazes me, these rappers are so dumb
 Get they advance and think they Trump
 I spit like guns, tongue the speed of a chopper
 I don't really care, you're a shotter
 Youth, dem a blow your brain out
 'Cause you got your chain out
 So what real good is a name now?
 Watch, no face, trust me father
 Young never dumb, that's not Akala
 The Don Dada, none flow badder
 Walk tall as a ladder, and I talk with swagger
 Everything I do, poetry in motion
 Deep, like a puddle to me is the ocean
 Cause convulsions, like voodoo potions
 Ramp with the Sultan, I find that insulting
 That's a Nova racing a Ferrari
 That's your little clique takin' on the army
 Be a legend when I die, like I was Bob Marley
 Marcus Garvey or Muhammad Ali
 'Cause I'm droppin' knowledge like Oxford scholars
 Not bad, considering I didn't finish college
 I'm here now, your noise is void
 All you so called hot boys paranoid
 No paragraphs parallel, this is paradise
 I'm a paragon, leave you parasites paralysed
 My parables parachute here to Paraguay
 It's paramount you don't fuck with I
 The flow kicker, go-getter
 Show ripper, pro-spitter, natural-born winner
 Sicker than liquor in livers
 Iller than Jack-the-Ripper
 Killer spitting riddims big as a gorilla, nigga
 These bitter niggas bicker but I'm bigger than that
 I'm tryna fold figures big as Jigga and that
 I'm focused, man (no, no, no)
 If he talkin' like he's hard
 Don't believe him, pull his card
 Tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah (he's a killer)
 If you've really had enough
 That's okay, call his bluff
 Just tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah (that's right)
 And if your boss is talking shit
 And you really wanna quit
 Tell him: yeah, yeah, yeah
 Anybody, anywhere
 Chattin' rubbish in your ear
 Just tell him: yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 

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Duration
03:51
Key
11
Tempo
74 BPM

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