Lyrics Yessir! - MF DOOM , Raekwon
Yessir!
This
what
I
wanna
hear
my
nigga,
yeah
Yeah
yeah
You
don't
even
know
that's
the
official
word
up
in
the
town
You
heard?
Ha
ha
ha
Get
that
swing,
yessir!
Get
it
in
man
That's
the
official
shit
kid,
mmhmm
Word
up,
we
gon'
take
it
back
to
the
big
park
'n
shit
Yeah,
when
niggas
was
rhymin
hard
and
comin
crazy
Electrifying
and
vivid,
yo
I'm
like
a
rabbi,
fresh
new
mag
and
I'm
mad
high
Stolen
black
Jag
I
brag
fly,
yeah
Yo
a
project
thug,
political
gangster,
starving
Langston
Hughes
The
Jews
want
the
crib
when
the
God
dies
I'm
deadly,
metaphors'll
dog
you
while
I'm
in
the
Forbes
First
500
niggas
who
raw
live
Yo
B,
the
nigga
Shallah,
he
low-key
But
he
O.G.,
half
of
his
niggas
gone
or
in
hidin
Federallis'll
sneak,
police,
holdin
my
old
piece
Heard
the
young
policeman
died
58
carats
of
glass,
the
Aston
Blueberry
black
where
I
keep
my
ices
and
knives
at
One
of
the
force
rawest,
yo
we're
British
aware
Who
get
money
shoot
dice
in
his
fortress
Mocknecks
and
stragglers,
eightball
jackets
the
hagglers
Of
the
rap
game,
post
up
surprise
I
want
that
spot,
coolin
with
the
Supervillain
team
All
you
other
playboys
is
twats
Niggas
be
down
for
the
murder
game
Run
in
the
church,
grab
the
rifle,
put
one
in
a
nigga
frame
I'm
thirsty,
hungry
like
a
Somalian
Polly
with
them
niggas
with
the
waves
in
they
dome
like
tsunami
All
we
do
is
get
fresh
and
fuck
ma
Probably
yo'
baby
ma
gave
me
head
in
Barney's
while
I
calmly
And
I
got
giants
in
armies
While
we
rock
mean
colored
clothes
and
don
divas
Yeah
Chef
back,
some
call
him
Louis
Smith
Slash
Lex
Diamond
and
his
chick
sell
crack
We
rep
bananas,
beat
this,
legend
of
Stan
Smith
700
dollar
jeans,
keepin
your
man
distance
Yeah
son,
gimme
your
ear
son
Yo
yo
yo,
yo
yo
get
the
fuck
away
from
the
ropes
man
Doom,
the
warning
signal
again
Somebody
approaches!
What
matter
of
creatures
are
these?
There
they
are
again,
FIRE!
"A
gunshot
from
inside
the
house,
forces
a
change
of
plans"
"A
straightforward
entry,
has
turned
into
what
appears
to
be"
"A
barricaded
standoff"
"POLICE
DEPARTMENT!
COME
TO
THE
FRONT
DOOR!"
"Anything
you
say,
cracker"
As
the
funky
beat
continues.
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