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Noon And Night
03:08
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East Point shit
Make em say true
Aight, Aight
Firing at will, grip the microphone like gat steel, on mortal men
Lace your whole team like Hatfield, with Jordan 10s
One call, getting their caps peeled and war begins
Ain’t no telling how the story ends, you know it’s mad real
This the type of shit to kill the game like a gas spill
This the type of track stop a movement to standstill
Perfect time for me to show my ass like a mandrill
Prepare a table for my haters, yeah this y’all last meal
Wash my hands first, put the dirt up to the Castile
This occasion here is overdue, it’s like a past bill
But you felt it coming like the rain from the shrapnel
Yeah you know how that feel
Yeah might just need some advil
Prozac pills, all prescriptions you can’t fill
Even if you could, don’t matter when you lack skill
Hella lies getting televised on your Gram reel
Never sold a real gram, never seen a crack krill
I let the glass chill then I let the draught build, drink it like I had gills
Right before your ass killed, for thinking cuz he got a little class he’ll
Never keep it ghetto like Brad, bill and Will
Call it what you like
There’s a difference between doing it and doing it right
It’s like noon and night
Make em say true
Aight, Aight
From the Resurgens,
This peach dirty like the street version
No detergent could give the city a clean surface
But if the scene’s cursed, a rebirth could reverse it
Peak wordsmith seed burstin up in the beat’s cervix
My link Turkish, every week it’s a dream purchase
Still in all, it ain’t nothing that I can leave earth with
But we East Pertin
Sliding like a sea serpent, stand on business in pythons til my feet hurting
Ya'll got every right to be nervous, it's like Jamie Lee Curtis in the Halloween murders
Sometimes you gotta be least heard, you reach furthest
That’s why I put extreme purpose into these verses
All these bars and still get weak service
Talking overheads, feel like I'm sheep herding
But one’s things for sure, two to be certain
If you lookin for a style like mine, keep searching
I been on they head like a Sikh turban
They call me forhanger when you speak German cuz it means curtains
City and the country on lock, I’m Keith Urban, Legend
Returning like the phoenix with its wings burning
Make em say true
Aight, Aight
Call it what you like
There’s a difference between doing it and doing it right
It’s like noon and night
Make em say true
Aight, Aight
Call it what you like
There’s a difference between doing it and doing it right
It’s like noon and night
Make em say true
Aight, Aight
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Boo Boo The Fool
02:37
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I can see clearly now, the lames have gone
I can see all the opps that were in my way
I can see all the opps, they were in my way
Enemies and friends hard to tell apart
A medic's chart can't detect the mark of jealous heart
But I wake up when I smell the salt
It put some pep in my step
I rub it in when I'm cheffing bars
Michelin should give me several stars for this repertoire
It's like I got a special bond with this poetic art
And all my weapons drawn like Hezbollah repping Lebanon
I don't see Ls often but they call me Mecca Don
Keep it pressing on when the pressure's harsh and flesh is scarred
They made sure that Tesla was gone before we got electric cars
The same one's who suppress you hard will say they pray you rest with God
They don't possess the smarts, waiting for your death to call
To make a profit off your property, intellectual
I got too many tracks, it ain't no way you'll ever sketch them all
These YOLOsexuals be finessing broads with credit fraud cuz
Some of us just don't give a fuck but bless the rest of y'all
I ain't usually rude but sometimes I gotta move how they move
Yeah we used to be cool
But I guess I look like Boo Boo the Fool, Boo Boo the Fool (a fool to you)
I ain't usually rude but sometimes you gotta move how they move
Yeah we used to be cool
But I guess I look like Boo Boo the Fool, Boo Boo the Fool (a fool to you)
No matter how I worded it, it's always third person shit
Cuz two types of people in this world exist, perps and vics
I keep my eyes peeled, ears perked like the perfect tits
To stay up out the murky pits
Cuz i don't want no dirty fits
Shorty yearn to turn a trick
She could be 36-24-36
I bet she never seen a curve like this
With all this pussy out here, I can always get a purr or hiss
I ain't gotta purchase clits, save that for the herbs and simps
Some of y'all got herp and syph and givin niggas burning piss
Still think ya'll worth the dick and don't even deserve the tip
Figured off a flirt I'm whipped
So you can get your purses thick
Stop digging for gold and dig for worms
And then learn to fish
Double for you earthy chicks claiming that ya'll some herbalists
Only time I seen y'all with the herb is you when you burn my spliffs
And yeah I know that rhyme pays, it's only cuz I earn a grip
How you want a Birkin but you stay late on the first for rent
Ditched her once the thirst was quenched
She ain't think it's permanent
She called and when she said who it was, all she heard was "click"
Nothing to be burdened with
Now she throwing rumors out to further rifts
I found out who believed em and it hurt a bit
But I ain't gonna curse or bitch
Really too mature to flip
I let the verses get under they skin like a nervous twitch
I struck out but I ain't talking bout the pitcher's third attempt
I just flexing with the wordplay on you working stiffs
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Where You At
03:21
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Seeing is believing, with your own 3 eyes
Go for what you know but that won't be wise
Cuz I been where you at but you ain't been round here
I been where you at but you ain't been round here
Seeing is believing, with your own 3 eyes
Go for what you know but that won't be wise
Cuz I been where you at but you ain't been round here
I been where you at but you ain't been round here
Picking the fro
The whip is on chrome
You're sitting alone
Pissed on ya phone
The risk for the gold's a slippery slope
But you know the vision's a go the minute it's spoke
The prescription's a dose
that's bitter and gross
Got em clenching their throats
I'm killin they hopes
Yeah the envious choke
I'm really the smoke
Yeah the blizzle is rolled
Get you a toke
Yeah the temperature rose
It's lit like a stove
But the lyrics is cold
He's driven like snow
Yeah, the simple and slow
Your energy's low
You need electricity volts to hit 'em with jolts
And like a scripture I quote, I'm spitting out bolts
Out of ten with the flow, I'm ten in a row
So forget what you know
I did it before
But you can come and visit us tho
I'll give ya a show
You know the saying
Seeing is believing, with your own 3 eyes
Go for what you know but that won't be wise
Cuz I been where you at but you ain't been round here
I been where you at but you ain't been round here
Seeing is believing, with your own 3 eyes
Go for what you know but that won't be wise
Cuz I been where you at but you ain't been round here
I been where you at but you ain't been round here
Dipped in the lo
The kicks to the the dome
Ripping a bowl
It sizzles and glows
Chickens came home
My tenders have grown
Yeah I did it alone, my rhythm is strong
They whiff the cologne
They sniffing my clothes
The scent in your nose
Like hittin the dope
Gettin spirits afloat
Like tickets in coach
Yeah you know I been in the zone
Witness the growth
I ain't dealing with folks with limited scopes
That's how you get your privilege revoked and missing the boat
Must be living a joke
Well here is your roast
Yeah I got this pen in a hold
And it's spilling its soul
Yeah I been on a roll til I give up the ghost
And the business approach is to give 'em the most
Of the signature tone over kicks and the notes
Til they put the pyramid stone at the tip where it goes
I've been where you at
Seeing is believing, with your own 3 eyes
Go for what you know but that won't be wise
Cuz I been where you at but you ain't been round here
I been where you at but you ain't been round here
Seeing is believing, with your own 3 eyes
Go for what you know but that won't be wise
Cuz I been where you at but you ain't been round here
I been where you at but you ain't been round here
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How To Make A Pyramid
02:45
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Brick by brick by brick
They still wonder how you make a pyramid
This remains mysterious until you take the pilgrimage
Been here since the ancient periods
I ain't religious so I never pray to graven images
I praise the infinite
And what a crakkka claim is pagan influence
The ancestors did it in the days of Genesis
And who are they to mention it
I'm made from His imprint
So what's Caucasian privilege
To Yah's grace and eminence
Like doggone, is he Dogon
Take it Sirius
Signs of the seasons when the sky change appearances
The tides raise from the sine waves like playing instruments
We moon watch, to prove the ruach stays omnipotent
That's who I place my spirit with
Not a gang affiliate, to none I claim a membership
Just seed of David, Menelik
My Queen she ain't Elizabeth
This king of spades been digging since
Before a mason lifted bricks
To be a trained initiate
Learning snakes are venomous
Ends the age of innocence
You gotta taste the bitterness
It's still a great experience
But such a strange experiment, the rules to the game I'm living it
Not on parchment, in the heart so they remember it
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by brick
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by brick
Yo
This is how you make a pyramid
I still ain't my prime
Call me Ante meridian
The same but different
Became a vision of my inner sense
A metamorphosis, the butterfly that breaks the chrysalis
I ain't a saint like Nicholas
I came from wickedness
Where the savage raids the villages, takes and pillages
And Where you're raised can really give you ways that's villainous
But the wages of your sin still wait in the abyss, yeah
My mistakes are myriad
A heart with either hate or fear in it, can make the greatest mentalist sage an idiot
That's why I stay sincere with it
Some will try to imitate the brilliance
But what I make in days would take them millions,
So what does that say for all of this amazing penmanship
Invaders found an empty coffin in my chamber's hidden crypt
Looking for sacred writings but I got the living script
I engineer like Hiram did
The DNA indigenous
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by brick
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by brick
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Maneuver like a king
Ralph Lauren, Snow Beach Polo
Oh, you mad cause I'm styling on you in slow mo
Seen me reach the zenith
Bossed up, Philips Arena
Can't fill my soles, twinkle toes, you ballerina
Pray my girl sim simma in a Beamer
But nothing comes to a dream but a dreamer
Champagne thoughts, mimosa with the piña
Water diamonds drip, Aquafina
Splash
Date with destiny, decadent in a don demeanor
I ain't impressed, no press nigga, I'm not the cleaners
Live from the projects, this was a process
Product in the pot rose to the top, Loch Ness
Say that
Real shooter, never pump fake it
Everything upgraded, plus the pub statements
I'm wary of the ungracious cause it's contagious
The pinnacle's like pinochle, nothing trumps aces
These dollars got blood traces as I thumb through
It's like a hypnotic, flip comic, now one two
I'm Sun Tzu, got all my enemies under one roof
I can make the cloud mushroom
And I just poof
So what's smoke
How can you enjoy that with a cut throat
You are just a blunt roach in comparison
Never come close
Best you'll ever get is front row at the club show
I was down and out but I'm up now so it's love though
Thumbing through paper baby, go head and live it up
Won't leave from the table until I get my cut
If you build it, they will surely come
Slice of the pie, I went and got me some
850i spy, hell yeah, cause I deserve it
I close partition curtains on excursions
This type of talk makes y'all nervous
Why
Settle for less, you'll always be a servant
I'm more than certain I am more than worth it
From the horses mouth, whore you heard it
Can't re-rock it or reword it
Real is rare, now let's preserve it
Pink Polo tops at Easter service
I emerged it
Inner city murders and corporate mergers
Flip a pie or flip a burger
Downtown Atlanta touchdown Deion
Get this shit lit like neon
My drip Freon
The part we play is where the bars and the odds get raised
I stalk the plain when I walk, watch their posture change
It's all the game, rappers mobbin now, they're popping thangs
But they were in a conscious phase in their college days
My drip is on a Waterworld Kevin Costner wave
The bars I say, like Chardonnay from a sommelier
But it's Semali Y, high as the Dalai Lama at the top of the Bali Hai
Fried blowing on chocolate Thai
Sloppy top head doctor on some Kali Ma
Asking me if she should stop
Shit, I'm thinking probably nah
But blasé blah, the danger's when the east is in the point
The people been anointed me to lead when we up in the joint
You see, I ain't never burned one bridge, I burn stairs
Forever new levels, I'll never return there
Y'all were waiting in the wings when I got my first pair
What can I say, maybe one day they'll earn theirs
Thumbing through paper baby, go head and live it up
Won't leave from the table until I get my cut
If you build it, they will surely come
Slice of the pie, I went and got me some
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Yamin Semali East Point, Georgia
MC/Producer/DJ Yamin Semali, ATL's most prolific and world-traveled leader of the culture.
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