It Yearns lyrics

*In case you don't know, 'It's yearn' is the same as 'it's yours'

(Intro, some guy talking)
Old school n*ggas. (IT'S YEARN!)
True hip hop n*ggas. Ha, ha. (IT'S YEARN!)
This something y'all n*ggas can dance to

[Verse 1]
LIKE THAT!
I be a black muthaf*cka from the 12th ward
I want some bullsh*t n*ggas (?) hittin em hard
I hit em with more (?) I make em run
I made a lot of noise with the sh*t I done
I give y'all a chance to roll but y'all n*ggas can't roll
Sit your ass down, let me show you how it go
I thought I showed you last time, when will you learn?
Watch what you ask for, n*gga, IT'S YEARN!

[Verse 2]
The maniac brotha's back with another dramatic track
Crossin my path struck you like you a black cat
Maniac, abused, used, and abused
Try your luck and bring a pack for the horseshoes
You got nothin to lose, it just might help you out a bit
sh*t, I doubt it
You're better off dead, goin head to head with a n*gga like M-I-K-E
Your best bet's to pack your sh*t
Calm your head, bleedin b*tch
Sucka tragic you'll never get none
You better leave cause you only get one
Chance to make a break for it
Uh huh, leave now or get the pow
Get the f*ck out this area, I'ma have to bury ya
Mo thug, I draw blood
Whip that ass, leave ya face down in the mud
Militant, b*tch I might be
But that's a risk you take when you f*ck with me
Headlocked, yo I dirt ya like a nacho
sh*t you go, bigger than G.I.Joe
You ain't know? I thought you knew
This time you can have it, it's for you
IT'S YEARN! X 3
[Verse 3]
Come on, come on
Well come away sucker fake MCs in the place
There's only one Mystikal so make no mistake
Comin straight in your face, sucker MCs I hate
Rhymes bite you in your ass like a rattlesnake
Bout your screamin no way
b*tch you won't escape
I'm like a boa 'strictor I kill, I suffocate
Hittin harder than Hitler, no slidin, no livin, no jivin
Got more n*ggas runnin and hiding than Batman and Robin
Takin out adversaries with rhymes I wrote
The sucker (?) I'm the antidote
I the conductor of shive rhymes
(...?....)
Stretch like elastic, pure fantastic
Lift off and burnin MCs like amino acid
n*gga please don't try to battle, it's suicide
Those who have time watch me I do survive
This is only a suggestion, so ask no questions
Try and digest my rhymes b*tch you get indigestion
Wrote this as a lesson so you will know
Comin hard muthaf*ckas this physical
Be pus*y b*tches in my fans I brought a dime and
Understand I'm comin strong n*gga harder than He-Man
With these hands, n*gga laying face down on the curb
IT'S YEARN!
[Verse 4]
Some murderer got the nerve to talk about me
b*tch I never heard of ya
That's a shame, you got the blame cause you're blind
You know my name, the M to the Y, S-T-I, the K-A-L
Rebel, ya smell, ya fell, ya tell, ya sell, hotter than hell
Soft as hell, I might as well SPELL!
I'm a big marine, M-I-K-E, you figure weaker then me
I speak uniquely, how in the f*ck do you plan to beat me
Ruler of hip hop, left ya shell shocked
Scare the f*ck out ya like Alfred Hitchc*ck
Don't wanna be bothered (..?..)
I'm a rough motherf*cker from the 12th ward
Never left nothin undone, breakin jaws for fun
c*cky as Paul Bunyan, have ya cryin like onion
Flyin low, a soldier born, ya chicken's choked
Explosive, b*tch I'm the one that wrote this
I scream like rebel with the sword and snake
Your boss come to battle, it's not your week
I reverse my verse, I love to curse
You won't be the first muthaf*cker in the back of a hearse
Stomp, pop, clap, havin the last laugh
Then, I step back and grin at your dumb ass
Watch me burn, can't miss my turn
Like, do you want it?
IT'S YEARN! X 2