[Verse 1: Jack The Spitter] Yellow yellow yellow yellow yellow on the chain They say i'm hella mello swallow the lyrics on the stage Belch meanings, whether i mean it or not, i still face The race of the rats, i rap great Music music music music music's getting made Don't confuse me with confucious even they we're both the same I'm a loser with stupid lyrics and life to live and pray Tho i don't believe in god i believe god can get me saved Ratings never mattered whether good or k** the plays Had a positive outlook, a smile on my face I'm the mediator, black world, a white smile Have a listen with the kid and his business once in a while Teeth glisten, a shillings worth of my time A meek mission missing important lines, of mine fine (f** you) Yellow yellow yellow yellow yellow on the face Golden shower when i leave the empowered dead with the slaves
It go it go zippo zipper baggie of the strain Strain my vocals four loko cans in my veins, i proclaim I got too many pounds of rhymes racking my brain Leaving the lames, in the sand with cheep grains and band names Bland shame, they all the same and probably never mattered Me i'm jack white, cheddar the deli platter Thought of me as lacking when i'm really just funny My accountant told me that i had too much money (what) It's never sunny here, cuz the clouds don't fade f** with my clique, you f** where great ain't I lick em in the waist where they can't slang Leave b**hes spirit disfigured cuz i can't remember her name f** if my cursing has worsened i'm just a vowel in I went from murdering beats to peace Shaolin I kung fu every dude who had a d**h wish Make these quarterbacking b**hes maybe toss a towel in