yap n yap (feat. Tobias Herzog & Quelconque)

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Most, most people yop and yop

Most people yop and yop

Uh, but they don't do shit

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Most people yop and yop

Most people yop and yop

But they don't do shit

Wah, wah, wah, wah

I'm that shit, I'm that kid

Most people yop and yop and yop and yop

I'm back, I'm back

But they never left

Most people yop and yop

But they don't do shit

Wah, wah, wah, wah

I'm that shit, I'm that kid

Most people yop and yop and yop and yop

I'm back, I'm back

But they never left

Just some FedEx folks, UBJ, groovy fresh

YouTube movie, roll up another doobie and proceed to movie

Masses are waiting, we so fascinated

Windex the glass so you can show your ass

I got that USB, three beats, it's loaded fast

So smooth like US3, acid jazz with your flaccid eyes

Pass the gas plus your drip so incontinent

I used to aspire to hit multiple continents

But I just ping pong between a couple with a supple sing song

Dirty double bags and rebuttal with some rollies down to three legs

Totally down to resketch, repeat dates

Keeps the stakes, hovering above cheapskates

Y'all some real beefsteak, type Monsanto

I'm on my bike like looping samples, long rides, life's cyclical

Knew I'd be back to this

Pull your fucking cards, you're schemed to gain access with

These are some gleaming accidents, they tried to patent it, copyright

You could rock the mic, sorta, but not tonight

None of this midday, coulda caught a bid day

Kids say the sickies lit, you know I get biz like

Business today, business today, business today, business today

It's some Uckery shit, you know, come on

Sorry people yappi yappi, but they don't do shit

Wham-wham-wham-wham, I'm the shit, I'm that kid

Most people yappi yappi, and yappi yappi

I'm back, I'm back, but they never left

Most people yappi yappi, but they don't do shit

Wham-wham-wham-wham, I'm the shit, I'm that kid

Most people yappi yappi, and yappi yappi

I'm back, I'm back, but they never left, never left

Most people yappi yappi, and yappi yappi

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Yappi yappi, yappi yappi

Most people yappi yappi, and yappi yappi

I'm back, I'm back, but they don't do shit

Wham-wham-wham-wham, I'm that kid

Most people yappi yappi, and yappi yappi

I'm back, I'm back, but they never left

Most people yappi yappi, and yappi yappi

Yappi yappi

Pretty please start some shit

But the sentence better than legal letters to Metta

Set a precedent of whining about shit

Lining up where they tell you to

Relative to the smart-ass telephone

We hella alone looking in the glowing lights

Blind like the mice, at foresight and hindsight

In her mind's eye, in a time's flight that's really virtual

We're actually grounded, but unlike them phono wires

Floating in some harsh feedback, let's take it back

To kicking the tires on this rock that's heating up

Say hello to that neighbor on the stoop playing beats too loud

And reading stuff that's hard to memorize

Why so many syllables? Mojave, M-A-dash, Fet, so killable

Still, I do, feelings too, but less iller than a spill of two

Hundred bar verses, word to Adrian Cope, s'il vous plaît, pardon moi

If I mispronounce, but the shit'll make you bounce

Twenty-four bit WAV files and we transfer to your bredrin

I don't answer when I'm in the bedroom, dancing, way off schedule

Goofy as a dog, you call me sick dog, but please don't call me

'Cause text calls give you anxiety like, "What's next?"

Inspector Brown, vocab pattern encyclopedic

We don't do this for the gain or fame, 'cause we just need it

Contact with this kind of track might get you weeded

Though I didn't smoke nothing, yell on 'em like they broke something

Got it wrapped like two in common

This truth we have in the loop says I'm common

Have fun 'til I'm done rhyming and riding 'til the sun shining

Perpetual heatwave, stupid-talking human race

To be the most meek caveman

With the flyest-ass gadgetry to blow us out the sphere

And if other beings are watching, they're like, "SMH"

But dem's are the brakes with no caution as the policy at hand

All the dollars we see here and the power that we stare

So sour as the hours near, we may as well devour this grasshead

Mint Creek rib eye with some Himalayan sea salt

And be a whoosh of shit, it's so clear that we the fault

Stupid-ass, a fashionable somersault

Backflip to that, we yappin', yappin', and we don't do shit

Wah, wah, wah, I'm that shit, I'm that kid

Most people yappin', yappin', little back-to-back

Hurt, but they never left, yeah

Most people yappin', yappin', don't do shit

Wah, wah, wah, I'm that shit, I'm that kid

Most people yappin', yappin', don't do shit

Yappin', yappin', yappin', don't do shit

Back, back, back, back, never left, never gone

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