KLC - Yahh! lyrics

Da da da daah Da da da daah MC's! Da da da daah Da da da daah Yaah! [Chorus:] X 8 Yaah! (Say what?) [Verse 1] Break my joint, cut my tongue off if I ain't tight Put a bullet in my head take my life and let me die if I ain't fire Cut me up feed me to the roaches, let me rot if I don't rock Let me go to hell, burn, sizzle and simmer if I don't deliver Pull my hair out if I sell out Bury me on my stomach without no drawers on at all if I don't go off Or either lethal injection or straight electricity Let the garbage man pick me up and get rid of me If I lose creativity Let me get forced into s**ual activity Let me get turned out by three skank freaks if I don't bust to The utmost of my ability Take my head if I say it and don't feel it Stop selling my record, give me the money back n***a If I don't sell at least a million Cut my dick off if I get down and don't get off Crush my spine and cave my chest in if I come (.?.) If I ain't bad for my age and kick a** for my size Close my f**in eyes if you can stop me from sayin or keep me from playin [Chorus] X 16 [Verse 2] Snap my pencil, dislocate my fingers and jam my thumb I ain't gon' write no more, tear my papers, strip clothes if It don't ship gold Take my blessed, Baptist Holy Ghost Christian soul If it take less than a year of playin my records and tapes Before they can say my sh** old If it don't bang, take me out the game, call me out my name Put me out my house, beat me out my change Let em read my poem and tell em to seal my doom When I'm dead read b**h a** n***a in the ground Written across my tomb Let the breeze take my leaves if my trees don't bloom Put me in the sun and cut my air supply If I give these n***as breathin room If what I'm brewin ain't potent If what I'm doin ain't rollin n***a, diss me, make a movie, talk about it on Oprah Erase my f**in vocals, burn my f**in notebooks Take my f**in tank from me and give it back to Goldman I quit, my career's over Turn me upside down and hang me from my scrotum Da da da daah MC's! Da da da daah Da da da daah MC's! Da da da daah [Chorus] X 8 [Verse 3] Give me my post office application if I ain't hear from rap Nothin if they a** ain't shake and they hands ain't clap Take my happiness if it just so happens I ain't happenin Let something happen to me if I ain't hardcore at it maximum Flip the dial change the channel if I can't handle Forget me if I leave this b**h Before I put my f**in Grammy on the mantle Let my next fifty concerts get cancelled If I'm scared in front the camera Then take my f**in talent, take me from my family Sneak me, f** over me if I don't represent Louisiana Jump my fence if I ain't the prince b**h keep me back if I can't keep up with the presidents If I don't run circles around these other rap guys Let my momma Benz catch four flat tires [Chorus till fade] That's what the f** I'm hearin in my head Yaah! That's what keep me going Yaah! That's what make me f** over you Yaah! I can't stop that voice Yaah!