
mc yaki - from tha streetz of shillong lyrics
uhhh gyeah
gyeah gyeah
verse 1
now shillong is the place where i use to chill
im just a khasi mc struggling to pay my bills
so i kicked to g funk as i fight with my pen
trying to turn boys into real men. fooo
life it ain’t easy fo a khasi with a big dream
plotting ways just to make more cream
every single day we out here waiting to achieve
while we got punks on the other side planning evil schemes
waiting for me to fall but i still stand tall
i got more juice than suckers so i let them brawl
claiming my town so im keeping an eye on thеm clowns
watch them tripping, b+tching as i hit them with this funky rhythm
i pack more knowlеdge as im collecting my homage
real hiphop has always been here, so i suggest you start opening your ear
i shoot my rhymes like im hunting a deer
who lost its way cause he try to disobey. ayy
i bring more flavours from the city by the beach
to every corners of my street it reach. ugh
dip back relax as grand masta steve spatter on this track
from lbc straight to lmb. foo
hook:
yes yes dress code clean, black chucks and some old school vees white tees matching with em khakis. can’t forget them locs. foo we ain’t no joke. gyeah
verse 2
knick knack patty whack give me the bone
hold on tight to what im about to display
i’ll tell you promoters out here are so cliche
no show no tv no radio air play
out here pop culture is big, its filled with rock gigs
no real hiphop just some foos and some punk ass tricks
but mcs like me is hidden underneath
we love the reggae, the blues and the jazzy beats
but this right here its the g to the funk
mc yaki riding while foos stutters in the back of my trunk
as im bumpin g funk music in our ride
on a modified 8 double 0 from side to side
lets get to the ally of this city, where you’ll find
all the nitty gritty kitty being witty falling for them wannabe
but for us we stay low key,observing how the clock ticks if they act up then we got a sleeve full of tricks
a land thats filled with natural beauty
bullsh+t my city full of crack heads scattered youths, sticks up kids thats just the field theory.im coming after them wannabes
foos
ain’t no sun shine in my hood, no proper jobs so some of us end up as crooks.but for me i get up and hold a grab on them books.even when the road is tough, i had to let my brain buff
hook:
yes yes dress code clean, black chucks and some old school vees white tees matching with em khakis. can’t forget them locs. foo we ain’t no joke. gyeah
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