Black sheep, raised by a wolf pack
No disguise you ain't gotta pull the wool back
Over eyes, this is something you should look at
Blow your mind and I ain't even gotta cook that
Raw shit, keep it live like an enzyme
Pleasure's all yours, but it's his time
So if you listen to the clock, every tick's mine,
I'm out the cast, I ain't really trying to get signed
I'm "big boi", each tracks like 3 stacks
I'm from the point, but I'm bout to bring the east back
Take the vibe home to the time zone
On everything I own, cuz I'll never have to lease that
You can call him Dex, but the growth is exponential
They called him "Little" but he had that Malcolm X potential,
Shabazzing on em like I took a Hajj to Mecca's temples
Stargating, Yamin be the 7th symbol
Chorus:
We might not know where to go,
What to say or what to show,
But there's one thing that we know
And that's just who we are
Verse 2:
Motor mouths gassed up but I'm the engine-ear, promoters doubt and passed up for the shit you hear
But listen here, I done watched so many disappear
Marathon paragon that the sprinters fear
All their lines are finished and your just in time to witness, so if it's true you got the crown homie I'm the dentist,
Don't bite the hand that bleeds ya,
Just pass the anestesia,
Inhale the gases deeper this will be your last procedure,
I got a mask for sleepers,
Talk is cheap, but rap is cheaper
So take a nap and ask the reaper if he's glad to meet
Here's a glass of ether, for a fashionista, your jacket hat and sneakers can't compete with master teachers ,
See you're plastic as visa, still lack credit , and never been half as magnetic as the back is either
I never kiss ass I'd rather show mine,
I'm skipping trig class, keep your cosines,
We eat our dinners, talking math over the time tables, so if I go on a tangent it's still the right angle
No telling who I might strangle with this mic cable
I pimp the system like I had an all-white stable
I got a black beauty and she act boujee on broke batch fixing her lips to yap loosely , it gets back to me and I'm flattered absolutely
and Life can be a movie, but someone would have to shoot me
Chorus
credits
from YAMIN 202.0,
track released February 12, 2020
background vocals by Lyric Jones
5 out of 5 in Creative Loafing (Jan, 2011) "I can’t explain in words just how much I LOVE THIS ALBUM, even 22 tracks deep “Self Titled” never grows tiresome." -Eric, Bloggerhouse.net Yamin Semali
