YES (feat. Aoc) - Rhapture

Yes Get the start of the new jiggyness With the track masters Camp Lo and Willie Gon' give it to ya Know what I mean Lot of macaronis here Check it out for all the Tenderonis Ah, ha, ha Like Catchy and Joni Lights camera action, the hip-hop attraction Fresh priggy, John Bliggy Player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years Now they seein' they worst fears as I bathe in cheers Parades and accolades all shades and ages It's me the outrageous my zeal contagious The smile Inspirator, aspen to Grenada One of the only MC's to say cheese with Schwarzenegger Everywhere I go they know me Planet Hollywood in Paris accidentally spill a drink upon they? Truth of the matter I've been loungin' Livin' it up givin' it up in manipulate surroundings Been around the world and I yi yi Ain't seen enough of this fly yi yi ya My attitude pervasive, my effervescence Bringing you back to the essence With the Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Verse two 'Bout to slay you worst than the first verse Packin' my purse but yo without one curse I survive in ratified air where only few can live Thoughts in my brain like that train in the fugitive I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name A rose by any other still beautifies the room So don't get consumed when a brother's known to gloom It's Amantics but yo it's really good to be back Never racing the rap just lacing the track Not sarendipadee with me it was a plan B 'Bout to have an Oscar standin' next to my Grammies Plural mucho no need to talk though I'm a just do so I'm comin' at ya with the smoothest slickness Behold the style lick of this kickin' Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit A GQ cover twice This brother's nice Vanity fair you saw me there I discovered life Outside of rap got the cream and all that But kinda left a void in me You can't keep runnin' in and out of my life Said my mic aright Pump your radio you could record As they place my welcome mat at the music awards Coming through America tinted in high beams Rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem So to all you player haters while y'all sayin' y'all rhyme Please stop sayin' Jada 'cause that name's mine I rocked the Philly fade with the divin' waves Yes yellin' till I'm bald like Issac Hayes Bad eyes or gray's back pain or bad legs I'm a get better with age trust Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit

You cringe, you complain You sing, sing, that old refrain The roof is falling in The roof is falling in I'm not kidding You can probably feel the wind No, no, not again (my darling sleep) Put your head on my legs (breathe it in) It's not time for your untimely end, yet (no sweet release) No no no no no no no not yet You've got this feeling you'll live to get what you give You'll be an old man soon... You wait, you waver You think, think, always must consider Cause every path's a problem Every turn is trouble And you'll probably never solve them So why not love them? No no this is not allowed (my darling sleep) Wrap that busy head in sound (breathe it in) Rocking gently inside this (the din be peace) No, no, no, no, no, no, yes! Yes! Yes! You've got this feeling you'll live to get what you give You'll be an old man soon... I've got this feeling I'll be an old man soon I know it's messy but you'll make it right You don't want pity you want pride A king, a lion, a god among men and children who cry when the thunder begins Their heads fall to their chests while you watch from a great height With your head high And your eyes on fire...