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jonny 5 + yak - s.p.a.r. lyrics

[intro]
“you know what i’m thinking of backup vocals you sound like, jaime?”
s-p-a-r
s-p-a-r

[verse 1]
i know andre’s first on that list i had
aceyalone, the brewin, and the gift of gab come next
then grouch, five top, done
but i x ’em out ’cause i forgot some
black thought’s one, common’s two, then lateef
then pep love, casual, boots, and kool keith
now i chose seven, anybody that i missed?
uh, mos def, and dead pez, oh, and twista
guess they’re just all fresh, man i can’t decide
but no, andre’s the best, and here’s why
he sings his verses, he means it when he curses
he makes songs fly and escape from the earth
his dreams deserve perfect dubbing so when he sleeps
we keep the deep hope that he brings to the surface
that’s why it hurts on aquemini
tenth track when he attacks g-y women, i
feel like a friend smacked me in the eye and started laughing
that’s exactly why the kkk’s still standing
only made it through ten minutes, and it’s khujo saying to “slay g-ys”, “it’s a sin”
it’s the worst obscenity, so what the f-ck?
you avoid offending the white boys with the buck?
but a g-y black girl next door is your enemy?
you sellout, you’re mentally stuck!
but luckily, you never know when he’ll be up for movement
open the door, and find room for improvement
next album, second thoughts allowed, one question:
i’m paying attention, but can i get some change?

[verse 2]
just words, adjectives, nouns, and verbs
interjections and brags that get slurred in expression
i heard street jams intersecting with beats
i’m another rap nerd
blurred memory, how did i discover that?
dirtily at first, i heard at least a verse of eazy-e curse
never knew of nothing worse than him
ben had him, adam brought him burstin’ in
x-rated, sending chills, and then brenden
fills my whole head with “de la soul is dead”
so i said “oh, i like that,” got into nice rap
and i thought i was cooler than icecaps
oodles of guys trapped my attention, i loved it
golden oldies overdubbed with public enemy
telling us all not to drink
never wanted to, either, so i started to think
they might be more in sync with pink people like me
more likely to link, they might be more like me
than goofy rock bands that blink a hundred and eighty two times
rhymes: i had to listen even when i didn’t like a lot of the songs
sit up all night locked on to hiphopsite.com
to hear grouch’s new flow, all it took was a cl!ck
on the hook was khujo, now i gotta tell nic!
another set of friends keeping track of the griots
another white kid looking up to black heroes
another one just messing with andrew and stephen
but d-mn dude, somehow now it’s for real

[bridge]
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, r
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, r
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, r
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, r

[chorus]
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, r
rhyme wrapped up in a spar, i’m in the car
trying to figure out who you are
blinded, getting shot by the star
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, rhyme
i check his style while he’s flowing, seeing “how is his time?”
what place in his race did he take?
what face did he make when he crossed the line?
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, r
rhyme wrapped up in a spar, i’m in the car
trying to figure out who you are
blinded, getting shot by the star
s-storytelling, p-oetry, a-nalysis, rhyme
i check his style while he’s flowing, seeing “how is his time?”
what place in his race did he take?
what face did he make when he crossed the line?

- jonny 5 yak lyrics

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