a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

hayds - yin yang (remix) lyrics

[intro: indighost, suavess, [?]]
uh+uh+uh+uh+uh (“say what?”)
free soul (“say what?”)
free soul, yo (“say what?”)
test, test (“what?”)
yes, yes (“what? what”)
it’s the s.u.a.v, the e.s.s
indighost, check, check, check, yeah

[verse 1: suavess]
sometimes maybe i think that i’m a little too chill
the walking iceberg for real, huh (h+llo)
but hey, you know the deal
give the kid a mic and witness the sk!lls
go ahead, affiliate yourself with the menace
i be sittin’ on dessert, you ain’t even had seconds (uh+uh)
tryna turn the minutes into hours into weapons
i ain’t got it figured yеt, but you know i’m gonna get it (gonna get it)
so let mе put it on the record
any blank page step in my way, i’m gonna wreck it, uh (yep)
chillin’ with indi, the ruckus again together, you know
we way up in it leavin’ everything severed, you’ll getcha
mind blown tryna ruffle with the cyclone
leavin’ cats bruised and beggin’ everywhere i go (uh+huh)
full of ideas, shinin’ like a light globe
ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the sideshow (c’mon)
a free [?] or whatever you call it (check, check)
it’s my life, what you think’s not very important (check, check, check, check)
so why try to get involved, can you afford it? (check, check, check, check)
pants around your ankles like a [?], uh (check, check, check, ha)
well, you can try and penetrate the fortress, but
you best holdin’ it in like a corset
don’t underestimate the rawness
if john lennon’s dead, i guess that i’m the walrus, uh
plenty respect for those that came before us, but
it’s gettin’ dark, better pass them torches, uh
like an axe to the face of walkers
i fight for survival in dangerous waters, uh
and i could never be a royal, call me “lord”
’cause i’m rough around the edges, yeah, a little raw
and you can tell from the bodies on the floor
that i ain’t f+ckin’ around when it come to love and war, so
[chorus: suavess, [?]]
suckers finna flip out
suavess and indighost up in your grill now
steady cash in them buckets
these motherf+ckers still bringin’ the ruckus (“say what?”)
suckers finna flip out
suavess and indighost up in your grill now
steady cash in them buckets
these motherf+ckers still bringin’ the ruckus, what?

[verse 2: indighost]
i’m so chill when i step on arrival (uh+huh)
i’m liable to have dudes checkin’ my vitals (you alright, man?)
readin’ me the bible, thinkin’ i need revival
but spin the vinyl, i flip into my primal
instinct mode, you know i been sick, roam
through your district, lookin’ like a misfit stoned
my business is to flip sh+t, and do it well
used to kick sixteens for show and tell
you know i’m cold as h+ll, just like a polar bear
strollin’ barefoot with a snow cone, i’m known to tear
mics by the boatload, man, i be that fly
my own postcode don’t know where i’m at
been all over the map, from belco to bed+stuy (smoke)
reefer on the coast of costa rica, gettin’ high
while the sun goes down, chillin’ with bitties till one goes down
different cities till fun slows down
in the front row now, but won’t be long till we centre stage
whole crowd know the song as we let it spray
no doubt, we belong with the heavyweights
in a smoke cloud, [?] in a heavy haze (light it up)
gettin’ ready to penetrate it in many ways
get educated i’m devastatin’ ’em with a phrase
[?] a page up in the lab with suavess
we spark cess and pass left, i’m hard pressed
up at the crack of dawn, rhymes in my head
feel like i’ve run a marathon by the time i’m in bed
on that steve moneghetti tip, andretti sh+t
passin’ cars blastin’ nas, man, let me hear the
doob and longneck, i’ma drop text from the onset
motherf+ckers move like a bomb threat
the smooth prospect, truth be the concept
come to cut loose with the crew, yeah, we got next (uh, uh, uh)
[chorus: indighost, [?]]
suckers finna flip out
suavess and indighost up in your grill now
steady cash in them buckets
these motherf+ckers still bringin’ the ruckus (“say what?”)
suckers finna flip out
suavess and indighost up in your grill now
steady cash in them buckets
these motherf+ckers still bringin’ the ruckus, what?

[outro: [?], suavess]
“raw”
“city”
“ruckus”
raw city ruckus

- hayds lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS