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heath mcnease – yasss!!! كلمات اغاني

[intro, spoken]
yessir, yessir
everybody tryna be so socially conscious right now
i don’t even know what that means
here we go
yup

[verses]
them white girls at the show?
they need it
i told ’em i was taken, my ex girly ain’t believe it
that’s why we argued every night
i just led worship
now i’m cursing on the phone that’s my [garbled] life
real talk: that’s my calling and my job
professional and private life don’t ever get involved
gimme the light, sean paul
gimme the mic, sean paul
ron paul’s son said he hate them sean john jeans, sean paul

yeah, she ballin’
she got the unibrow
she’s so new orleans
pelican throwing outlet p-sses in some jordans
when i’m gone, just bury me in boston gardens
in rajon rondo’s coffin
like robert parish “the chief”
why embellish my speech?
son so many rappers, y’all think i’ve been selling my seed
y’all sell it for cheap, i give it for free
develop my st–z, so when i’m dead and gone
how many emcees resemblin’ me?

this wilt chamberlain raps, 36 chamberin’ raps
eatin’ bangers and mash with that thing on the dash
that’s .44 magnums
44 more than average
bullets pull it
you want any more than that, then that’s avarice
that’s greed and that’s a deadly sin
eliot ness mixed with e.t.’s elliott
now that’s an atlien, y’all

i’m the emoticon obi wan
holding onto smoking guns while i’m poking one right under both your lungs like
“n0body move and n0body gets hurt”
long as i got time to sign my face on the jewel case and the insert
and i deserve this sizzurp that i slizzurp like dessert
i sip it like i’m in a cistern with a sign that say “don’t disturb”
volcom shorts on, voltron shirts on
hold on, y’all, colton dixon shirts off–hold on
hurley bro tank look like early coltrane
holy moses, she older than shirley mo-claine

weezer, say it ain’t so, made her believer
buddy holly, mary tyler moore, golden retriever
the lever 2000 soap and cold demeanor
got señoritas wishing to commit the misdemeanors
i can hear them whispering into my inner ear
the beaches are crystal clear and the street’s in the rear view mirror
and i’m as pure as driven snow
like it’s a promise ring around my heart
the white adonis creed but with apollo’s speed

y’all listen to insane amounts of christian music
why y’all listenin’ to it?
why’s a christian making “christian” music?
why not zen and hindu, buddhist, hare krishna, vishnu music?
thetan level: l. ron hubbard, john travolta fiction music?
i love wu tang, that’s what i consider music
but never once would i consider wu some “five-percenter” music
i submit the rules that different choose
and pick at fruit that dangles low enough for all these least common denominators to blow for once

you can lead horses to water from foraging through forests of lumber
but can’t force ’em to chug and then court ’em to supper
it’s like we’re born here to suffer while the storm near us hovers
and then the coroner told us rigor mortis discovered

[outro]
and the crowd say
(y-sss, y-y-y-y-y-sss)
and the church say
(y-sss, y-y-y-y-y-sss)
and them girls say
(y-sss, y-y-y-y-y-sss)
and the crowd say
(y-sss, y-y-y-y-y-sss)

- heath mcnease

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