A WHOLE LOTTA YAH'S
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Searching for the truth way deep inside
I found God in the one place that they claim he don't reside
My bruised soul gon forever come alive
As I sing praises to the fucking most high
El shaddai Adonai, you are
Fable minded food for thought you are
They buggin' out over who the epitome
Ma nigga Jey. From The Tribe you are
Bars as hard as a horny dick
Don't gotta spit a thousand rhymes
To prove to these niggas that I got a lot to give
These motherfuckers steady buggin' out
Sneaky fuckin' baby don't make a sound
This nigga here in his mother fucking prime
I swear to God I'm in my motherfucking prime
And I'm coming up next
What they gon' do when the Boogey man come for you
What you gon' do when Baba Yaga fucking come for you
You snooze, you lose. Get out the way
I'm in this bitch. You gon die today
I'm in this bitch. You gon die today nigga
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Yo Bro! Why is there a whole lotta yah's in your shit
I been had to go through it
Been had to pen shit and make your soul groove it
Jey . From The Tribe is the motherfucking epitome
On God, I'm the motherfucking terror dome
I kill it flow and now better you know
Gotta to shine to the top like and action video ma nigga
Ha ha ha. Ha ha
No star will start to rock ma spot
Coz he'll flop and drop and next thing you know he gone
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
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Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah
Searching for the truth way deep inside
I found God in the one place that they claim he don't reside
My bruised soul gon forever come alive
As I sing praises to the fucking most high
El shaddai Adonai, you are
Fable minded food for thought you are
They buggin' out over who the epitome
Ma nigga Jey. From The Tribe you are
Bars as hard as a horny dick
Don't gotta spit a thousand rhymes
To prove to these niggas that I got a lot to give
These motherfuckers steady buggin' out
Sneaky fuckin' baby don't make a sound
This nigga here in his mother fucking prime
I swear to God I'm in my motherfucking prime
And I'm coming up next
What they gon' do when the Boogey man come for you
What you gon' do when Baba Yaga fucking come for you
You snooze, you lose. Get out the way
I'm in this bitch. You gon die today
I'm in this bitch. You gon die today nigga
Yah yah yah yah
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Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah. Yah yah
Yo Bro! Why is there a whole lotta yah's in your shit
I been had to go through it
Been had to pen shit and make your soul groove it
Jey . From The Tribe is the motherfucking epitome
On God, I'm the motherfucking terror dome
I kill it flow and now better you know
Gotta to shine to the top like and action video ma nigga
Ha ha ha. Ha ha
No star will start to rock ma spot
Coz he'll flop and drop and next thing you know he gone
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
Sling in that destined to shine shit
So that youngen gon' get his shine shit
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Writer(s): Mthobisi Dlamini
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