YoYo - Illy, Drapht

Ground floor to the top tier

Like what up?

What’s happenin' here?

Shift gears, let me make one thing clear

When I step up you step back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Move from the mic, step aside right.

I’ll be like:

Well, hello, welcome, my name is D-rapht

I’ll show you around Orion’s belt in a beemer

Been to Mars three times

I’ve kicked it around stars like FIFA

Still rather be

If you’ve been kind enough to bring those three friends

Talk of total recall

Two years, three cans, the weekends upon us and to be honest

I’d rather dance like

Old soul inside of you, seems all inside of me

I light the fuel only when I

Machine gun runnin' this place

Put them hands in the air like a rottweiler’s in your face

Ground floor to the top tier

Like what up?

What’s happenin' here?

Shift gears, let me make one thing clear

When I step up you step back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Move from the mic, step aside right.

I’ll be like:

Now fuck the bottom of the barrel, I’m cream of the crop

To hot to handle, so put 'em up like top to bottom panels

Uh, kings and animals, uh, slings and arrows

Uh, better play your cards right

Bring the tarot readers, see this, elitist with Siesta

You see brah, I depress

Put me on the stage, I’m a tiger

Put you on the stage, you need diapers, step and get sniped

Hunters become targets, denyin' their decline

Fingers in their ears humming «dum, dee, dum, da»

To I, double L, Y;

D, R, apht

And many have come before us, won’t be none after, go

Ground floor to the top tier

Like what up?

What’s happenin' here?

Shift gears, let me make one thing clear

When I step up you step back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Move from the mic, step aside right.

I’ll be like:

I’m gettin' over it now

The and the heads are like a merry-go-round

Once relatable, now I’m an alien on your radio

Radiatin' through waves like Hulk in the day light

Shred like Wolverine in a cage fight

Been a juggernaught with a stage mic since Marvel adapt

It’s comical, trying to stop a bullet full bore

Maybe when pigs soar, till then I’ma hog that pen

It’s like, a zen master, master candid

Blowin' up was on the cards like gamblin'

Even the one plan to dance with my greatest fears

The understanding that who I am got me here

Now Pauly Poulter’s here, Illy Al’s here

Like pulling straps out of holsters when ghosts appear (bang!)

A shot cleared, they suckers not peers

They come and go, they non careers but we took 'em from the

Ground floor to the top tier

Like what up?

What’s happenin' here?

Shift gears, let me make one thing clear

When I step up you step back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Yo, yo, move back, I’ll be like:

Move from the mic, step aside right.

I’ll be like:

«I, double L, Y»

«D-D-, R, apht»

«M-Phazes» «Good gracious»

«Pauly Poulter’s here, Illy’al’s here»

«Runnin' this rap shit»