The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.)
[Hook]
"Kidnap the presidents wife without a plan" (x6)
Fuck a yard, God, [I'll live to see?] a hundred grand (x3)
[Canibus]
Ever since '94, I swore I would never be bored
Let me break it down how I be breaking federal laws for the green, but not the type of green on your vegetables;
The government cheese, but not the type of cheese that's edible
It's incredible what I be pulling when I'm paid
Shawtys that used to diss me want to be my love-slave
They in, they out; it's all about getting paid
Handcuffed to an aluminum briefcase, wearing some shades
Regardless of my age, I make your maximum wage
And my peers that work at McDonald's get jealous of my fame
So I pay a profit out to keep tabs on my mistress
I got so much dough, I get Santa something for Christmas
Getting paid, 'cause I'm skilled in my trade
Spending my blood money with gloves so I won't catch AIDS
[Webb]
Yo check it, I got to stress it
This shit is gettin' hectic
At the drop of a dime, I'll flip like an epileptic
My pockets are [] stop it
I'm not turning a profit
It's an emergency
Any currency, that's the topic
I get a disguise and organize a billion enterprise
You know the scoop, I paid loot for fake alibis
And since the currency is [] and tax-free, I get extra federal notes to take care of [maternity?] fees
I'm building an empire, got peasants calling me "sire"
Have a Swiss bank account waiting for me when I retire
My mind-state is [] and x-rated
And some girls around the way is trying to say my slug penetrated
Not only that, I smell conspiracy in the air
The brothers want me to resign, and when I look, they stop and stare
Blocking my operation, hoping for infiltration
Plus the feds will taps your lines so I get [?] communications
It's time to hibernate and disappear for a while
I gotta avoid APBs, 'cause DA is trying to clamp my style
You know my steelo, I make moves on the delow
When people ask my name, I tell them "Mr. Incognito"
I got a master-plan, so what I'm a wanted man, 'cause
[Hook (x2)]
Kidnap the presidents wife without a plan (x6)
Fuck a yard, God, [I'll live to see?] a hundred grand (x3)
[Canibus]
I'd love to see my gold teeth gleeming, magazine tabloids
I'm living like Eddie when he traded places with Dan Aykroyd
When I go to the clubs, I be dressed to impress
I invest in brand names like Yes to get some sex
I'm a subliminal criminal, 'cause I let you think I'm [?]
But see, I've learned to be quicker when no one's lookin'
It's all about the dollar-bill, y'all, the dollar-bill
Just put the gun in my hand and tell who I got to kill
'Cause I refuse to yield, until I make a cool mill'
You know my style, I'm the jewel of the Nile
Keeping it real, clocking bills from the drugs I deal
Fuck a yard, I want the whole football field
[Webb]
My information is beyond calculation
Skills is infinite, I'm a threat to your nation
I break through security
Undetectable by sight
Black camouflage, I'll blend in with the night
I pop the [?], and I'm like a knife when I stab it
I'll snatch the video tapes, then I'll make my escape
Lets discuss it
I'm quick to bring the ruckus when I rush it
Malteses is at my door, God damn, I got to flush it
And when they search it, I'll just front like [detergent?]
And commit tax evasion, 'cause real life, I ain't paying
Got 5-0 gassed, think they got me on lock-down
But little do they know: I got an underground compound
Sublevel, I live a floor above the devil
Completely hidden, outsiders are forbidden
So watch your back, I want the whole [?]
Motherfucking sub-zero [?] catch your slippin'
[Hook (x2)]
Kidnap the presidents wife without a plan (x6)
Fuck a yard, God, [I'll live to see?] a hundred grand (x3)
Fuck A Yard was written by Canibus & Webb (T.H.E.M.).
Fuck A Yard was produced by The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.).
The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.) released Fuck A Yard on Fri Jun 24 2011.