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year of the ox - yox lyrics

[lyricks & jl : intro]

you now rockin’ with the yox
you now rockin’ with the yox
and you are now here with the year of the (ox)
the year of the- (ox)
the year of the-
(w-w-what is an ox?)

[jl : verse 1]
i know it’s not at all fittin, i’m spitting rhymes that’s mind altering
comin’ from a kid with ch-nky eyes and he’s not faltering
no slips here cause my foundation is all carpeted, with bars -rs-nic, groundbreaking the all authentic
get it twisted ’til i can smoke it, [?] dope-a-licious with it
throw some penmanship in, slowly overload your systems with it
i don’t condone a flow that don’t have no conviction in it
no room to blow up if you don’t have no commitment in it
the same approach, but the feels a little different in it
different image but you feel the richness when i hit you with it
then you can find me in virginia eatin’ blue crabs
dreams of being b.i.g. [?] marina blue jag
creep the streets in secret, seekin’ sheep for me to eat then
leave them leakin’ on the floor more frequently than liam neesons (liam neesons?)
with just a sip of my drink i could get to be him
and with just a flick of my wrist i could fric-ssee ’em

[lyricks & jl : hook]

you now rockin’ with the yox
(stop what you doin’, stop with the foolishness, and watch us show you how you do this sh-t)
you now rockin’ with the yox
(watch us maneuver it, do maneuver it, you never knew the trouble you were in)
you now rockin’ with the yox
(this is yox season, we play it like there is no next season)
and you are now here with the year of the (ox)
the year of the-(ox)
the year of the-(ox)
the year of the ox
(okay)

[lyricks : verse 2]

according to recent studies, 9 out of 10 guys now are rappers
most likely with a pair of sennheisers rolled up in their backpack
you try to self promote but you know exactly what happens
you give ’em a cd, you get a cd qr code and a hat back
sh-t i’m sittin’ this out
listen i’m sick of this style
i don’t know what these kids are spittin’ about, or freakin’ about
i still like my music diced raw like pico de gallo
live in a time where everyone now got a link in their bio, like click it
adjust a switch so you could flip the way we see it
apostrophe and then cut the nonsense of this ‘carpe diem’
truth is fleeting, you lost meaning, you guys depleted
keep it 93 but still adapt to the mold like it be posturepedic
must i repeat it? who the h-ll you think you sleepin’ on?
wake up, wake up, don’t be alarmed, we stampede ’em all
yox takeover, you know what time it is
to all of y’all, now tell them who you rockin’ with

[lyricks & jl : hook]

[lyricks & jl: verse 3]

[lyricks]
forty degrees, absorbing the allure of m.c.’s
i’m a warlord, raping the scoreboard, i want more than a piece
i want to force-feed my lyrics, transformed form of a beast
cooked like raekwon and like szechuan, gourmet to beef
i think it’s best you order a treat (are you high?)
smokin’ a quarter of keef, my style wasn’t born in the streets
it was molded by [?] and informative speech
tour with a [?] fleet that’ll swarm in your sleep
you’ll need more than a coroner’s fee

[jl]
rappers i silverback gorilla flip
and still intend on killin’ sh-t
tell ’em that ill-matic skill still exists
been back and forth on a sprinter bus, virginia trips
never eloquent my killer instincts, indigenous
my piff is pungent, mixed with real bits of panther real slick
real quick to give ’em little bits of banter
like a phantom in my region, from an unscratchable itch
on some unteachable, unnatural sh-t

[lyricks & jl : hook]

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