The Yaowa Songtext
(Heatmakerz, crack music)
Think of me, I'm lonely
Come and see me sometime
It seems you've pushed me right out of your mind
Time is linear (Yeah)
Who I was, who I am, and who I will be feels familiar
So even when I grow, I'm just catching up to myself
Reminisce is just my subconscious observing itself (Hah)
What I'm trying to say is it's me versus me
Think of me, I'm lonely
Come and see me sometime
It seems you've pushed me right out of your mind
Time is linear (Yeah)
Who I was, who I am, and who I will be feels familiar
So even when I grow, I'm just catching up to myself
Reminisce is just my subconscious observing itself (Hah)
What I'm trying to say is it's me versus me
Never you versus me (Nah)
My father planted me, mother birthed me somewhere in Mercury
This blue planet coerced me to plan long like an earthling
But I'm universally known as the Yaowa
Y'all surf with me
My bars contain gas, all these stars remain gas, but all look up to me
'Cause I fathered they craft
See I arrived back then in a modern day craft
Was lyrically too advanced for them to comprehend math (Woo)
So those who came a few years later reaped all the benefits
But I'm back from the future to remind you I'm still ahead of shit (Haha)
This MC fly like Marty before he deaded Biff
Showed my age a bit with that reference, but it's effortless (Yeah)
Fuck current event rap and who y'all deem relevant (Man)
I'm hip-hop's excellence measuring stick I never miss (Tss)
And y'all can keep leaving me off for them best ever lists (Whatever)
Still deaf for the pestilence
All that's left is this
Listen to me when I say You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Now bow your head and show grace
Listen to me when I say
You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Bow your head and show grace
Bar flexin', we're all messing around
While my arm rest on the crowns of my comp
Learning that hard lesson is only one Yaowa
They'll cower in God's presence
My arms is beyond measure
Offer from the large heavens
Spar sessions with stars
Me and Mars arm-wrestle
Take media showers, get dressed
Hop in a large vessel and warp across Andromina
I'm in a kinda of a conscious photometer
With the thoughts I conjure constantly (Wow)
Can't get an obstacle set before them, so boredom cannot exist (Nope)
Pressure will only create the abyss
Where water shifts and contours to my liking
I'm hiking
I'll pluck away Antarctica's icing and poor sea level rising (Haha)
I say all actors say this
What I say should display on every single playlist
I make music for the ages, literally and figuratively
Figures indicative of literature with E.T.'s signature
Just listen to me
Listen to me when I say
You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Now bow your head and show grace
Listen to me when I say
You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Bow your head and show grace
My father planted me, mother birthed me somewhere in Mercury
This blue planet coerced me to plan long like an earthling
But I'm universally known as the Yaowa
Y'all surf with me
My bars contain gas, all these stars remain gas, but all look up to me
'Cause I fathered they craft
See I arrived back then in a modern day craft
Was lyrically too advanced for them to comprehend math (Woo)
So those who came a few years later reaped all the benefits
But I'm back from the future to remind you I'm still ahead of shit (Haha)
This MC fly like Marty before he deaded Biff
Showed my age a bit with that reference, but it's effortless (Yeah)
Fuck current event rap and who y'all deem relevant (Man)
I'm hip-hop's excellence measuring stick I never miss (Tss)
And y'all can keep leaving me off for them best ever lists (Whatever)
Still deaf for the pestilence
All that's left is this
Listen to me when I say You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Now bow your head and show grace
Listen to me when I say
You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Bow your head and show grace
Bar flexin', we're all messing around
While my arm rest on the crowns of my comp
Learning that hard lesson is only one Yaowa
They'll cower in God's presence
My arms is beyond measure
Offer from the large heavens
Spar sessions with stars
Me and Mars arm-wrestle
Take media showers, get dressed
Hop in a large vessel and warp across Andromina
I'm in a kinda of a conscious photometer
With the thoughts I conjure constantly (Wow)
Can't get an obstacle set before them, so boredom cannot exist (Nope)
Pressure will only create the abyss
Where water shifts and contours to my liking
I'm hiking
I'll pluck away Antarctica's icing and poor sea level rising (Haha)
I say all actors say this
What I say should display on every single playlist
I make music for the ages, literally and figuratively
Figures indicative of literature with E.T.'s signature
Just listen to me
Listen to me when I say
You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Now bow your head and show grace
Listen to me when I say
You and I are many worlds away
The power of Yaowa is on display (Ah)
None come before me (None)
None will come on any other day (Nah)
Bow your head and show grace
