Yada, Yada, Yada Lyrics - Absolute Power - Tech N9ne

Huh, my nigga Don Juan 

Damn, been knowin' you for a long time, nigga 

We did a lot of shit together, man on this music tip, man 

Beautiful shit we did, dog 

Remember when we went out to LA, man 

With Quincy, man made all that shit pop 

With Yuckmouth and everybody, Dub C, everybody 

We had a lot of good times, dog, know what I'm sizzlin' 

But that shit's about to come to an end, dog 

Ya know never have I ever crossed anybody, y'all niggas know me 

The sands of time have already started to pour against you, dog 

So listen hard 'cause I'mma speak real softly like this 

Just think, what if I could just 

Just blink this shit away 

Niggas think because a nigga bust 

I got grips and grips of pay 

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The pain grows in fame and Kangols with change 

And strange hoe's who bang in range roves for thangs 

Same shows with lames, the rainbows will stain 

Insane foes who drain and hang bro's with brains 

If you caught it that means you got it 

And if you brought it that means you should've shot it 

'Cause I'm about to drop the real nina 

Ya need a lot to kill a leader prop the nina 

Nigga or pop the milli meter 

De'marco I'm 'bout to spark flow 

Your bark so harsh but parts gon' make you heart blow 

Blood and don't be buzzin' me, cuzzin' me, buggin' me 

'Bout dubs, I'll be mud till these clubs really lovin' me 

It hurts my nigga to hurt my nigga, but hurt my nigga 

Is what's inspirin' these spurts my nigga 

At first my nigga, used to be my homey, used to be my ace 

Yellin' you gon' slap the taste out my mouth 

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Nigga, I never scare, sebwafares everywhere 

If you need me, believe me it's easy 

To put holes in Shakra teasy, watch the weezy 

These glocks'll talk for sheezy 

Some say I should worry 

And watch where I walk 

(Yeah) 

Yada, yada, yada 

Nigga, that's just talk 

I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be 

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door 

Some say I should worry 

And watch where I walk 

(Yeah) 

Yada, yada, yada 

Nigga, that's just talk 

I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be 

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door 

The industries faulty, industry salty 

Man 

The industry cost me, industry brought me 

Pain 

The industry taught me, industry caught me 

Strange 

And you niggas know that the industries awfully 

Vain 

I ain't a snake, nigga, all I did is make niggas 

Money was sunny, now it's funny, you playa hate 

Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state 

Nigga in my face will be Don Juan the great, to late nigga 

I don't speak a lot, I peep a lot, I creep a lot 

And people who speak are usually weak and out four 

Peace and don't beef a lot remember we used to kick it like bros 

Now you niggas act like bitches and hoe's with your licorice souls 

Tecca9 I got the wickedest flows 

No kid in his mold on misery 

Never will get wit this rogue, I'm pissed 

At his whole little facade of crip that is sold 

Instead of a rap I should've twisted his nose 

Who kept short nitty from killin' you? Me 

Who kept Dyamund from drillin' you? Me 

Who kept villain niggas from vill dealin' you? Me 

So now you can take away me and keep on talkin' 

Crazy and I'mma let 'em know 

Where you keep yo baby 

And where you stay D 

Some say I should worry 

And watch where I walk 

(Yeah) 

Yada, yada, yada 

Nigga, that's just talk 

I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be 

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo front door 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door 

Some say I should worry 

And watch where I walk 

(Yeah) 

Yada, yada, yada 

Nigga, that's just talk 

I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be 

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door 

You can't turn enough mutha fuckers against me 

You can't find a harder rapper that'll convince me 

I'm wit the Canty's, the Ashby's, the Whitebears 

LeJeunes, the Harrises and the mutha fuchkin' Timley's 

The Theorys, the Byers, the Kennedies 

You know the families that are known to be bad for humanity 

Can he be bad? Can he be tough? Can he be rough 

No cream puff suckas end up be rough enough 

Nobody likes you, not even yo bitches, imma witness 

They sick of yo disrespectful way of speakin' 

Explicit always talkin' about how big yo dick is 

Better hope Anghellic go multi platinum 

And then get your riches 

Blood, this is the end of men who were once friends 

And then, one asshole thought he was somethin' 

When punks bend over they get fucked 

Get fucked 

Hand over them Tech tapes or get stuck 

Get stuck 

You must think I'm soft for talkin' to Icy Roc 

Bout knockin' the nina out, I'm trippin without a doubt 

Imma tell you who really is ya friends Vell Barkardi 

And maybe you and him can get together and tell it like it is again 

It's over, man, I hope you brought ya Novocaine 

I know the pain is slowly taking over brain 

So calm that muthafuckin' wombat 

I don't need no Don Juan tracks to come bomb on raps 

Some say I should worry 

And watch where I walk 

(Yeah) 

Yada, yada, yada 

Nigga, that's just talk 

I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be 

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door 

Some say I should worry 

And watch where I walk 

(Yeah) 

Yada, yada, yada 

Nigga, that's just talk 

I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be 

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock 

Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door 

That's what I'm speakin' on dog thats real shit 

Nigga once said to me, nigga walk around like his shit don't stink 

Gonna cut ya nose off and stick up ya ass 

So you can smell that shit, man ya know what I'm sizzlin', dog 

You drew first blood man that was dog shit 

You know what I'm sizzlin' that ain't no friend 

Talkin' bout knockin' me out nigga 

Ya know what are we, yo 

Dr. Dre, here I come 

Timbaland, here I come 

Neptunes, here I come 

Rik Rok, here I come 

Alchemist, here I come 

Sick Jack, here I come 

Boscoe, here I come 

Swizz Beats, here I come 

Trackmasters here I come 

Don Juan be done