Yah Yah (feat. Royce Da 5'9", Black Thought, Q-Tip & Denaun)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (People)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Bitches)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Animals)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Bumstickitty, bumstickitty, bum huh

I got that old rump-pum-pum-pum

I pump a junk up to get him a beat down

At least sound, I sound like these clowns, like he sound

My flow all over the place, .44 in the waist

I'm so-so innovate, if po-po went away, I roll over 'em like bacon

And call 'em a pig, won't you hop up off of my dick?

Words in the way, I get lost by him

I give you a JFK on the front lawn of

MLK in the crossfire (Get down)

I have evolved into the lost diaries of the mob and the Rothschilds

I feel like God broke the vials and I am

Just layin' down inside 'em like caulk and tile (Q-Tip)

Man, here we go

I said the beat left in the land of criminals

My era, my era, my era so original

Uh-uh, I survived it and that's a miracle

Ah, man

'Cause I'm from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself

Like Ice Cube said, "Before you wreck yourself" (Bitches)

Like Wu-Tang said, "You should protect yourself" (Animals)

I got 'em goin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Yo, snappin' necks plus I'm live, in effect

I'm in the Slick Rick eyepatch, but I got it from Hex

Rappers avoid eye contact, that's outta respect

For the garden of flesh, the ominous Indominus Rex

They be like, "You put the Thought on? Yikes"

If I told y'all once, I told y'all twice, that motherfucker is nice

I'm the king of the blood sport, all mice

I'm from an era, you had beef? You prolly fist for it on sight

Get your ass beat on the basketball court on Spike

Then tell your wife to put your life support on ice

I'm the rap Pernell Whitaker, the honorable minister

Leavin' every amateur inoperable, I finished 'em

Makin' plaques outta they head like dead venison

Used to beat the battle to neck with damn militants

Spillin' over fabulous jams my man Dilla sent

Rap speak for me, I am the ventriloquist

I'm so stubborn, the government won't govern

That brother you spoke of, it just wasn't his dope, was it?

I'm coke buzzin', I never been low budget

The taste of your own medicine, here come a dose of it

I break free like Chesimard

Keep 'em guessin' hard while my broad say my bars just like ASMR

All my dogs is at the reservoir

Top five, I'm where the legends are (Keep goin')

Live at the edge of darkness and light

One phone call my and my youngins takin' flight

You a bark, bitch, and never bite, blow a kiss goodnight

I stay heated, my people in the place needed

If you ain't standin' up for yourself then stay seated

And they cheated, they lie like a marigold

Vespucci, I'm a miracle, I'm still super lyrical

Live from the Terrordome, loud like a megaphone

Thutmose the Third, seven inch, heaven bones

Man, here we go

I said the beat left in the land of criminals

My era, my era, my era so original

Uh-uh, I survived it and that's a miracle

Ah, man

'Cause I'm from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself

Like Ice Cube said, "Before you wreck yourself" (Bitches)

Like Wu-Tang said, "You should protect yourself" (Animals)

I got 'em goin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Better hope an ambulance is en route

Papers are hand grenades soon as I pull the pin out

I understand and say Mandalay and Orlando and Colorado and Columbine

All combine into one, I don't walk a line, bitch, I run

'Cause we don't got no time to waste, so come on Denaun

They call me five to nine, and thought duh-dun, duh-dun

Then like a shotgun I'm ready to cock it on 'em

Leave these pussies stretched out, like the Octo-Mom

Never had no trouble keepin' up with the times

I just adapt to the climate, I treat it like my Levi's

When they ain't buttoned up right, I adjust on the fly

Middle fingers, put 'em high, that's why they call it a bird

'Cause you put it up in the sky

And I'm like a spider crawlin' up your spinal column

I'm climbin' all up the sides of the asylum wall

And dive in a pile of Tylenol, you like a vagina problem

To a diabolical gynecologist, tryna ball a fist I will

Fuck you just buy me, double timing the rhyming

I leave you stymied

That's why they still vilify me like Bill O'Reilly

I'ma show you what I mean when they

Call me the Harvey Weinstein of 2019

I'm a conniving, when I'm on the mic I'ma standout

Like a lime green wife beater with a knife out

I'm a sight to see, but you can see from the ring I'm wearing

Me and this game, we got married already

Had the prenup ready, fuck, all that's ever seen her belly

She barely was three months pregnant

Bitch had to give me a baby, we named it Machine Gun Kelly

Now here's to LL, Big L and Del

K-Solo, Treach, and G Rap

DJ Polo, Tony D, ODB, Moe Dee, Run-DMC

Ed OG, and EPMD, D.O.C., Ice-T, Evil Dee

King Tee, UTFO, and Schoolly D, PE, and BDP

YZ and Chi-Ali, Rakim and Eric B., they were like my therapy

From B.I.G. and Paris, Three Times Dope, and some we'll never see, and PRT

N.W.A and Eazy-E, and D-R-E was like my GPS

Without him, I don't know where I'd be

Man, here we go

I said the beat left in the land of criminals

My era, my era, my era so original

Uh-uh, I survived it and that's a miracle

Ah, man

'Cause I'm from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself

Like Ice Cube said, "Before you wreck yourself" (Bitches)

Like Wu-Tang said, "You should protect yourself" (Animals)

I got 'em goin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down)

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah