YZ

YZ - Taggin' It Up lyrics

Yo Fine, did you get em?

(Yo, I just got back from the hardware store, yo

3 bucks a can

I got red, black and green

Ready to do this?)

Word is bond

(Yo, kick it)

[VERSE 1: YZ]

I want to see a rap generation throw both hands up in the air

Pump em up like you just don't care

Run your fingers right through the hair

I mean your weave if you got a weave and if not

A thievin MC, he might just get shot

But not by the bullet from a gun

By the raze of the mental son

On your knees you're pleading, not bleeding

Punk duties, take heed to proceeding

As I proceed to teach the youth

You proceed to teach your use-

less pickanniny nigga, here, gimme

The microphone, so I can enlighten your dome

I'm not your daddy, boy, the Son is home

The father's here to support this

With the Eastside Division I taught this

I'm a prophet and you can't stop the bumrush

Knowledge of self has finally dawned on us

As I speak self-esteem releases

Brothers and sisters become strong, this eases

My mind a bit, but there's still more to get with

Place my art in your brain, make you sane again

But refrain from the negative, be sure

After all you have a lot to live for

Cause we built a nation, the center of the world is Africa

This is why they're after ya

But don't let racism rule your prism

Some brothers in prison are rough-livin and still givin

Their all to make sure no other brother's fallin victim

The wall was empty

And this was in me to give to you

A wall to look up to

So I'm taggin it up

(Writing my name in graffiti on the wall)

(When I put up the wall of words)

YZ is taggin it up

(Writing my name in graffiti on the wall)

(Writings on the wall)

[VERSE 2: YZ]

Read the fineprint, now you got it, make sense

Uplift yourself, raise your level of confidence

I put up the wall, a wall you now own

Nurture it, take care of it, carry it home

Then decipher which way is right

And which way is too hype

A lie planted by the devil, a racist

Lied to your face, yet can they still face us?

Trustin us, then I bust caps of rap

They step back cause they don't understand the plan

No rhythm and the devil can't hide it

And though some cover it up I look inside em

But then I ride em, guide em to the pit

From which they came from and throw em in it

Then write on the wall how he tried to face me

Locked me in chains to disgrace my African name

But now I'm sane again and I don't play

So raise your gun while you're on the run

No son of mine, the Eastside Division will take time

To learn, only concern of a strong mind

Then they'll proceed to speak, teach you all

They've been called to uphold the wall, so yes y'all

By my side the Father this time, your mind is mine

Now so I'm taggin it up

(Writing my name in graffiti on the wall)

(When I put up the wall of words)

Taggin it up

(Writing my name in graffiti on the wall)

(Writings on the wall)

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