Yah Yah — Verse 1

Scored May 17, 2026

Share #u5FZQ0YydX

0.0

Shady ScoreC+

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

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

Rappers avoid eye contact, that's outta respect

For the god in the 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 on mics

I'm from an era you had beef, y'all prolly fist-fought on sight

Get your ass beat at the basketball court on spite

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 be the bad lieutenant with M-Illitant

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 as dope, was it?

I'm cold 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 broads say my bars is like ASMR

All my dogs is out the reservoir

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

Live at the edge of darkness and light

One phone call, my youngins takin' flight

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

I stay heated, my people in the place need it

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

And they cheated, they lie like Amerigo Vespucci

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

Live from the Terrordome, loud like a megaphone

Thutmose the Third with seven-inch herringbones

Share this scorecard

Want to score your own bars?