Yep! - Lyrics - Abstract Rude

Yep! That ATUY2K, here. Up and do it on my mass men affiliates. Now, vibes. You like that? All we gotta do is Record the song and tweak the mix Compile the album, go down the list Some hit some miss, that risk you take One hit, you rich, that dream you make Ya cash advance, for master dat If you have the chance, don't slack on wax Get radio spins, from shakin' they hands When you read they palms, they made you spend It's sold not told, go platinum gold Pay back what's owed, whether fast or slow Be black and bold, just have some soul Many lack the flow, only half of whole (Chorus) I thought I oughtta tell you, better yet warn People not open never fall asleep Yep! I thought I oughtta tell you, better yet warn People not open never fall asleep I thought I oughtta tell you, better yet warn Hip hop (Hip hop) Hip hop, if it were not for you, I'd probly Walk the street, carry clocks and heat Be on some ill s**t that you would not believe Maybe a cat thief, givin' you grief, family beef Instead I use the inner-eye energy and chi That all seems simplified for you and me Though we hardcore unorthodox mass ministry (Yep!) So my folks is loc's, all my dogs is hyped You for sure got jokes, all talk with a mic You lost your stripes, ghetto pass revoked Don't let cash get low, can't go back no mo' In the game there's pain, small fries big names Some die in vain, it's a cryin' shame (Chorus) Follow instructions, don't lose the context Follow instructions, don't lose the context Yep! Follow instructions, don't lose the context All we gotta do is Collect the wards, show respect on tour Don't neglect the floor, to the top we soar Dear God it bumps, if you've got the humps Speakers in your trunk, and you're blazin' skunk And you're diggin' the vibe with me and Tribe Unique Up to the highest peak, public outreach See what works for you may not work for me I give 'em the same feelin' of our first LP You want work released, I move merchandise Yeah you took that heat, was it worth the price Many hurt themselves, helps they record sales End up next in jail, makin' threats and bail Be a musical person, you're confused and you're searchin' You know danger is lurkin', you'll be hurtin' for certain Many chase the lights, but they game ain't tight Coulda sunk the shot, but they aim wa'nt right (Chorus) I thought I oughtta tell you, better yet warn Follow instructions, don't lose the context Yep! I thought I oughtta tell you, better yet warn Powerful artistic inspirational new tunes Comin' at you from ATU (ATU) (Word) Fat Jack on the track (ATU) (Word) Yep! (ATU) (Word) Yep!