Yeah

Lyrics

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Yeah! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!) [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I got flavor like Adobo. You ain't know though? My rap go back like Quack Dilly Oso Señorita, señorita. Teacher! What you gon' teach us except to be weaker? You go bo-bo? I go BO-BO-BO! BO-BO! Like Jamaicans at a gun show Where you from, loc? Acting tough like gun ho Pull the gun like bums now—come out your clothes, yo What you think the flow is fo'? So you can fall when I throw blows C-Rayz. You ain't know I'm a pro? My style's rough canvas, arithemetic Flipping the script. Now your chick want a sip of the tip Tell her, "Chill. I'm celibate, kid" Remember my name like the elephants did Shake the place 'til I break your face Or you can catch a DDT like Jake "The Snake" Come on! [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and (Natural K.A.W.S.)] If you love it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you need it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you got it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you want it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah!) [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Live from New York like Saturday Night In the bing with a mic. I bling when I write—yeah! In a battle, better come equipped No L's—I win by landslides and forfeits (Okay) Got the "California Love" like Pac Malik on a track? I can't be stopped I was once told by a wise MC "Think before you spit on the M-I-C" Repping NYC 'til I D-I-E You can't S-double-E-E-E M-C Getting "Spellbound" like K-Solo 'Bout to go loco from breaking backs like bolo I know you say, "He got the ill flow, though" As I Jam with my Jimmy like the Wolves in Minnesoto Looking good in the photo, but make this clear When I spit, throw your hands in the air and [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and (Natural K.A.W.S.)] If you love it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you need it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you got it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you want it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah!) [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Uh, I write lines hype like fight time—killing it! Plug this beat in your lifeline—f-feeling it? Stain your brain with the flame—sp-spilling, kid Bump this junk in your trunk—four-wheeling it Rock like stones and bricks and pebbles Hot like chrome that spit the devil Chase the bass, fix the levels Case the place, Vick your bezels Free incoming like Nextel I see men dumbing but sex sells Life is ill and trifling—still, I fight for meals In this lifetime, rhyme for real Signed and sealed. Time to peel Yo son, I shined before I signed the deal (What?) Make this clear. I'mma take this year Don't just stand there. Throw your hands in the air and [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and (Natural K.A.W.S.)] If you love it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you need it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you got it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) If you want it, say, "Yeah!" (Yeah!) [Bridge: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) You wanna see daddy be a clown when he come around? Be a clown now. Bow, blao, blao, blao! [Outro: C-Rayz Walz] Yeah! Oh. Aight, I'll give it to you. Yo, what year is this? Malik Allah. Shoutouts to the Breastmilk Fam. The secret weapon. (If you love it, say, "Yeah!"). Malik on the track. (If you need it, say, "Yeah!"). Yeaaaah! (If you got it, say, "Yeah!"). Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! C-Rayz, C-Rayz, C-Rayz. (If you want it, say, "Yeah!"). Malik