It's that True City k**er
Yak the Ripper
It's that kid that has your feet like he's nice
Naw, he's nasty
Just look at how he treats mics
I smoke weed like it's medicated
Get dead bent like my face was metal plated
Every move I make - premeditated
Live my life like a palm flick and keep it X-rated
Detach your legs misery style with an axe - you'll hop
Ya'll should have known my joint was off the meat rack
Sick as an infant - recently caught this relapse
I'm ill - please don't ask why I look strung out
Shut the f** up before I cut your tongue out!
Yak Ballz from the Weather Men who'd you expect?
Drop a single like the diligent blades of 7 ex
It's all over the day Masai Bey hits ca**ette
It gets deeper - hoes crews is shallow
The following don't stop like shadow (battle me)
That's like stepping the Cobra Commando with a 9 milli and no ammo
You'll get manhandled
I cause brothers to die
They see the other side then I cover the lies (I'm out)
Cop another disguise
Run up in your crib and bust a nut in your mother' eyes
She's like "Yak, you're the fowlest"
That's when I introduced her to Alex
When the weakest of the food chain steps it up
You might comfortably with a line of bullsh**
Witness legendary tales as opposed to clones
They like microscopic versions of Indiana Jones
Written Ox Allah! 牛
Storm the temple of cause
Going out like the last crusade against the source
You know my name like the black frame - try to clone it
I see kids I spit on last year still soakin'
Open up domes in foreign lands with orange hands
Leave mics in the pits but know Cage mobs to expand
Got groupies like I play in a rockband
Oh well, don't try to s** me in the pop world yellin' my name on TRL
Agree to scribe thoughts!
The insides of the courts!
I walk to Nazareth!
Slaughter my own people having this
Ketaset children built in!
Malignant milk in!
Restrict pill Fred!
Spot chance Allah with vagina slippers for the floor
Show you and the slut you call wifey hardcore
We on the low like undercover D-knocks
Weathermen got ya'll n***as coppin' pleas for Detox
I spit how the Earth tastes
And pa** forms out of place
Galvanize my face and k** for breathing space
Recycle the waste!
Like the paper that spent you
Look for cheat codes against rogues as Tenchu!
Butt through roads I bent you
With a picture crooked life
You are the tour reason corporate glory is suffice
Naw, you ain't nice
You like fake dice, caught by work release
Ice grillin' villains that's willin' to make a k**in'
Peelin' metal fillin's
Like a Jux from God, spillin' your stomach linin'
With just a fistful of Hein' in
Burn off the lips that you evolved from!
I'm down to shoot Pop Funks because I can't tell what caused 'em
Check it, I'm the type of kid to f** your head up with mind tricks
Give me a mic, I'll rock the sh** 'til you unconscious
Those that find this dope already lost it!
Must be the way I hold fortress!
Spin planets in the cypher and control orbit
Up in my crib haunted!
Stem some genius ink room
Getting retarded like I had down syndrome
And still devise my plan perfectly
To ace all you f**s cause none of ya'll are serving me
Call me quick silver, I piss mercury
My circuitry is the illest
Craft a bomb and blow the motherf**ing frame into tidbits
Tell 'em Yak Ballz schooled you - cla** dismissed