Pharcyde, The - Y? Lyrics






[Verse 1]
I wasn't sleepin I was creepin slidin' hidin'
I would love the girl behind me roll up a fat ?tyme?
thinkin' mentally sinkin
(precousicly) brinkin
two decades n a half
waitin' for the path of mine to follow
the world is hollow, yet it's full of crap prepared to gamble
i give you half of (gizm tencil)
what's the come up, cried a ton of beers
drunk a ton of beers, that's fun at first
but learned in person
fear throughout the years
kept my ears open eyes scoping my block
don't rock the boat if you can't swim
nobody may be there with the (lim) to lend
this is the end, still i can't explain the fact
why the fuck shit gotta be like that?

[Verse 2]
Know what, I said
hear me clearin' over so so weaved n dreaded
that they need to be bi-headed
why? I'm readily, steadily stimulatin and utilatin
all sloppily copied imitations, cause they irritatin'
so I'm-a intimitade them (and them are for the snare)
with the (syfliest) stare
bringin em turbulant terror
n they know this cause they can feel it
he knew it was mines still the sucker tried to steal it
so I had to reveal it, through provin' their eye
am I startin' (chinin) fly
n by just blinkin' my eye
in a flash I flush out the face, layin' low-key
trained eyes locate to focus on the phony
mister sometime-homey, why he act like that
I thought he had my back
I thought he had our backs
but it was him that I should've never trusted
and not atleast till he got his attitude adjusted
I'm out busted for acting all dusted, but bust this
now when I'm out, I see n store out the whole scene
for all types sneakes that scheme
they come into my face, I send them (tightmen) home
when they're sufferin' from the double-agent syndrome

[Verse 3]
Sometimes this world means everything to me
the inside is lovely to these eyes I see
n sometimes in my mind all I wanna do is cry
(hollie) off seven of them drops from my eye
those drain out my skin cause I'm pissed from within
I see a situation now n all I do is grin
people think I'm high but I'm mentally travelling
agin' is your times cause life's a ravelling
while I'm stravelling (moors)
up this fuckin mike I hate to be a pilot
crashin' in a flight
people need to know about this thing called life
cause if you see the light then life's alright

[Verse 4]
I jumps inside the jeep as I embark on my darkness
bopped in my freestyle tapes n started (reminscing) about my
little homie who was raised in Wyoming wanted to be famous
so he came to Californey on the microphony
he was superbad n whatnot
but he was the kinda fella to follow paths that was hot
he became too fascinated with that gang related flavour
that he modificated rearranged his behaviour
he hooked up quick with the influential slang
gangsta-strow cornrolls the whole shabbang
braggin' n boastin poststandin' n braggin how we 'posed to be
hangin' with baby gees I was baggin
like why you tryin' hooride up on the bandwagon
hopin' they'd hit him in the head
but he steady saggin like he a hog
creepin' through the smog
smokin' on some indo sippin' on a cup of O-Dog
like most who come to this West Coast society
tryin' to be because they think it's fly to be a menace
so what a relic way to end this
got rolled up when he was strolling
on a (Sundae upper...)
some niggas never listen they gotta learn their lesson
the hard way I'm guessin' yessin'
BD as I hit the B n make a right on Wesson
pops in my head (beperpiou) question





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  1. I.... ....

    The beat never gets old
    The flow never gets old
    much love!~~

  2. K.... C....

    Telll me yyyyy 😍😱

  3. A.... ....

    Antahlyzah got y’all on some super celestial Hip hop from the higher dimensional reality’s!!!!

  4. E.... ....

    Imani_ Leader (Head/ Visoinary). Booty_ GLue(vibe/ essence). Tre& Lip Most talented Melody maker and Lyricist (respectivelY)

  5. b.... ....

    Dilla on them keys

  6. s.... k....

    2019 still bumpin

  7. L.... H....

    2:25 favorite part

  8. E.... ....

    Who sang?

    E.... ....

    @R. O. Sallie What is your "girlfriends" name? Her artist name as well

  9. �.... ....

    I wasn't sleepin' I was creepin' slidin' hidin'
    I would love the girl behind me roll up a fat time
    Thinkin' mentally sinkin'
    (precociously) brinkin'
    Two decades n a half
    Waitin' for the path of mine to follow
    The world is hollow yet it's full of crap prepared to gamble
    I give you half of (gizm tencil)
    What's the come up cried a ton of beers
    Drunk a ton of beers that's fun at first
    But learned in person
    Fear throughout the years
    Kept my ears open eyes scoping my block
    Don't rock the boat if you can't swim
    Nobody may be there with the (lim) to lend
    This is the end, still I can't explain the fact
    Why the fuck shit gotta be like that?
    Know what, I said
    Hear me clearin' over so so weaved n dreaded
    That they need to be bi-headed
    Why? I'm readily, steadily stimulatin' and utilatin'
    All sloppily copied imitations, cause they irritatin'
    So I'm a intimidate them (and them are for the snare)
    With the (syfliest) stare
    Bringin' 'em turbulent terror
    N they know this cause they can feel it
    He knew it was mines still the sucker tried to steal it
    So I had to reveal it , through provin' their eye
    Am I startin' (chinin') fly
    N by just blinkin' my eye
    In a flash I flush out the face, layin' low-key
    Trained eyes locate to focus on the phony
    Mister sometime-homey, why he act like that
    I thought he had my back
    I thought he had our backs
    But it was him that I should've never trusted
    And not at least till he got his attitude adjusted
    I'm out busted for acting all dusted, but bust this
    Now when I'm out, I see n store out the whole scene
    For all types sneakes that scheme
    They come into my face, I send them (tight men) home
    When they're sufferin' from the double-agent syndrome
    Sometimes this world means everything to me
    The inside is lovely to these eyes I see
    'n sometimes in my mind all I wanna do is cry
    (hollie) off seven of them drops from my eye
    Those drain out my skin cause I'm pissed from within
    I see a situation now n all I do is grin
    People think I'm high but I'm mentally traveling
    Agin' is your times cause life's a raveling
    While I'm stravelling (moors)
    Up this fuckin' mike I hate to be a pilot
    Crashin' in a flight
    People need to know about this thing called life
    Cause if you see the light then life's alright
    I jumps inside the jeep as I embark on my darkness
    Bopped in my freestyle tapes n started (reminiscing) about my
    Little homie who was raised in Wyoming wanted to be famous
    So he came to Californey on the microphony
    He was super bad n whatnot
    But he was the kinda fella to follow paths that was hot
    He became too fascinated with that gang related flavor
    That he modificated rearranged his behavior
    He hooked up quick with the influential slang
    Gangsta-strow corn rolls the whole shabbang
    Braggin' n boastin' poststandin' n 'braggin' how we 'posed to be
    Hangin' with baby gees I was baggin
    Like why you tryin' hoo-ride up on the bandwagon
    Hopin' they'd hit him in the head
    But he steady saggin' like he a hog
    Creepin' through the smog
    Smokin' on some indo sippin' on a cup of O-Dog
    Like most who come to this West Coast society
    Tryin' to be because they think it's fly to be a menace
    So what a relic way to end this
    Got rolled up when he was strolling
    On a (Sundae upper)
    Some niggas never listen they gotta learn their lesson
    The hard way I'm guessin' yessin'
    B-D as I hit the B n make a right on Wesson
    Pops in my head (beperpiou) question
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  10. P.... ....

    Such a clean sound...wish they would of squeezed out just one more album for the 90s, maybe around '98 or something.

    P.... ....

    2000 plain rap..great album...fat lip left the group by this time

  11. N.... ....

    Jdilla much respect for listening to this and knowing you could do a lot better. I can’t even listen to this version anymore since I discovered it

  12. D.... M....

    Only those who know, would know about this one.... #ReALHiPhoP

  13. j.... s....

    Much love

  14. G.... F....

    Love this group love this song!!

  15. T.... D....

    So basically this is how it works: soulful beats + thought provoking/soulful/meaningful lyrics = barely any views and no radio play
    But shitty lyrics about material possessions sex and drugs + hyped up beats made for the soul purpose of making a hit/money = millions of views and all the radio play
    Good job humanity, good fucking job

    T.... D....

    So fucking true I miss the classics especially when legends didn't die

    T.... D....

    Yes and all that good stuff....

    T.... D....

    Telllll me whyyy its gotta be like that ?

    T.... D....

    I hope eventually hip hop re-cycles into old school beats and better lyrics

  16. 9.... ....

    Jay Dee,Miss U Much :(

    9.... ....

    No es J-Dilla, él hizo el remix, esta instrumental es de Bootie Brown -.-

  17. T.... ....

    An all-time favorite.