Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yellow Tape, artist - Mark BattlesDate of issue: 26.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Yellow Tape |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| As I recall |
| It’s just another day living in the hood |
| It’s just another day around the way |
| I’m feeling good today, ay |
| I’m feeling good today, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Okay, okay |
| I woke up out my bed |
| Then I yawned, stretched my legs |
| Brushed my teeth then I off 'bout my day in my head |
| Grabbed my shoes, ironed my shirt |
| Got my jeans, hit the door |
| Broke down the block |
| Rode past the spot where they getting dough |
| I see yellow tape, yellow tape, yellow tape |
| Bad decisions, bad decisions young fellows make |
| Keep your nose clean, open your eyes, it smell of snakes |
| Even though I’m vegan, I know the hood got hella stakes |
| I said: «Watch yourself, watch yourself, watch your health |
| Inspire yourself, rise up to your higher self |
| If you get off track, baby, come back |
| Remind yourself who you are |
| You a star; |
| re-align yourself!» |
| And get back, get back, get back |
| They jealous of you, click clack, click clack |
| I’m too much of a leader to sit back |
| And just gossip about God, fuck chit chat |
| We need action now, action now, action now |
| We need love and education, pass it down |
| And I’m the best thus far, ask around |
| Running marathons, I probably done passed your town |
| I’m an asteroid from outer space, I crashed the ground |
| And made history, no mystery, they asking now |
| Uh, the wise, the greater |
| Did I make an impact? |
| I say: «Bitch, look at the size of that crater!» |
| Go |
| They tell me: «Wait for it», but I been waiting all day for it |
| It’s our time and they know it, it’s a great moment |
| Gon' make 'em wait on it |
| You know I learn the rules, some 16's and 30 tunes |
| Yeah, these words could bruise |
| Big dreams, Curry moves |
| Shooting vertical |
| Can’t scream 'bout pearly Jews 'cause they hurting too |
| We gotta work it through |
| He said: «Hello mister, can I please just get your picture? |
| I been fucking wit’cha so long, I can’t remember |
| Plus you know my sister, way back ya’ll went to dinner |
| You probably don’t remember» — but I do |
| I can’t control all the hoes that I know |
| Please forgive me for my language, I’m exposing my truth |
| Open my eyes but it’s closing my view |
| Are you inspired by the tires when I’m rolling by you? |
| We so damn materialistic |
| He ain’t talking money? |
| I don’t listen to his shit |
| Young fly nigga, dick stain to her lipstick |
| Poppa wasn’t home and it made me a misfit |
| Crazy and distant but maybe my wishes |
| Could probably come true soon |
| They said: «In one blue moon» |
| But a nigga 'bout to cook, I hope you brung new spoons |
| Juggernaut the way I jump through rooms |
| 23 hour grind, going one through noon |
| Man that shit don’t ever stop |
| And we forever hot, we ain’t ever punching clocks |
| It’s Battles |