A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
When I hear mumbling my stomach rumbles it's tumbling
Hip hop is suffering
Stuck like it's buffering
You sound like some autotune wookies
Rookies must of skipped rap class playing afternoon hookie
Don't enunciate on the track
Say enunciation is dated
Face it that's maybe why these betas so wack
I hear that yak yatchy yak
Wack wackty wack
Gang gang pull up swish
Trap trapty trap
I'm a real rap singer
Dope on my lips
Spoken word poetry like opium hits
Codeine in this
Take you higher to that elevation desired
Supply ya with medication required
But the bars that y'all offering dumbing down the populous with obnoxiousness
Evil as that one eyed oblesk
Not just the bars
Not just the lyrics
Music's diluted
Convoluted
Polluted
Can't your engineer hear this
You know me
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
When the devil fell from heaven his music fell with him
But his pitch and his tone haven't been the same since eviction
So the closer you are to hell off you sound when we listen
The closer to heaven in distance more sonic efficient
More melodic
Harmonious
In key
Sonic symphonious
Like harmonicas in Muddy Water's cuts
No ifs ands or buts
I don't know why they signed you
Y'all not rhyming no more
Y'all doing hip hop haiku
Y'all new school
IPads safe spaces lunch naps
I'm old school like paddle whoopings and dunce caps
Old's not always better than new
What's important is 90's Jordan is better than Bron James and Aaron Gordon
And I'm a 90's rap baby
It's when I started to rhyme
By early 2000 I started to shine
By 2019 industries mine
I'm a Rap OG
You know me
I never declined
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
Nick C Taylor - Rap OG Lyrics
Nick C Taylor - Rap OG Lyrics
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A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
When I hear mumbling my stomach rumbles it's tumbling
Hip hop is suffering
Stuck like it's buffering
You sound like some autotune wookies
Rookies must of skipped rap class playing afternoon hookie
Don't enunciate on the track
Say enunciation is dated
Face it that's maybe why these betas so wack
I hear that yak yatchy yak
Wack wackty wack
Gang gang pull up swish
Trap trapty trap
I'm a real rap singer
Dope on my lips
Spoken word poetry like opium hits
Codeine in this
Take you higher to that elevation desired
Supply ya with medication required
But the bars that y'all offering dumbing down the populous with obnoxiousness
Evil as that one eyed oblesk
Not just the bars
Not just the lyrics
Music's diluted
Convoluted
Polluted
Can't your engineer hear this
You know me
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
When the devil fell from heaven his music fell with him
But his pitch and his tone haven't been the same since eviction
So the closer you are to hell off you sound when we listen
The closer to heaven in distance more sonic efficient
More melodic
Harmonious
In key
Sonic symphonious
Like harmonicas in Muddy Water's cuts
No ifs ands or buts
I don't know why they signed you
Y'all not rhyming no more
Y'all doing hip hop haiku
Y'all new school
IPads safe spaces lunch naps
I'm old school like paddle whoopings and dunce caps
Old's not always better than new
What's important is 90's Jordan is better than Bron James and Aaron Gordon
And I'm a 90's rap baby
It's when I started to rhyme
By early 2000 I started to shine
By 2019 industries mine
I'm a Rap OG
You know me
I never declined
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
When I hear mumbling my stomach rumbles it's tumbling
Hip hop is suffering
Stuck like it's buffering
You sound like some autotune wookies
Rookies must of skipped rap class playing afternoon hookie
Don't enunciate on the track
Say enunciation is dated
Face it that's maybe why these betas so wack
I hear that yak yatchy yak
Wack wackty wack
Gang gang pull up swish
Trap trapty trap
I'm a real rap singer
Dope on my lips
Spoken word poetry like opium hits
Codeine in this
Take you higher to that elevation desired
Supply ya with medication required
But the bars that y'all offering dumbing down the populous with obnoxiousness
Evil as that one eyed oblesk
Not just the bars
Not just the lyrics
Music's diluted
Convoluted
Polluted
Can't your engineer hear this
You know me
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
When the devil fell from heaven his music fell with him
But his pitch and his tone haven't been the same since eviction
So the closer you are to hell off you sound when we listen
The closer to heaven in distance more sonic efficient
More melodic
Harmonious
In key
Sonic symphonious
Like harmonicas in Muddy Water's cuts
No ifs ands or buts
I don't know why they signed you
Y'all not rhyming no more
Y'all doing hip hop haiku
Y'all new school
IPads safe spaces lunch naps
I'm old school like paddle whoopings and dunce caps
Old's not always better than new
What's important is 90's Jordan is better than Bron James and Aaron Gordon
And I'm a 90's rap baby
It's when I started to rhyme
By early 2000 I started to shine
By 2019 industries mine
I'm a Rap OG
You know me
I never declined
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
A Rap OG
I'm bout it bout it
Ain't got a thing on me
All I hear is
Yak Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak yak
Yatchy yak
Writer: Nicholas Taylor
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