Mystikal - Y'all Ain't Ready Yet Lyrics

Writer(s) : EDWARDS, LEROY / TYLER, MICHAEL
Artist: Mystikal Lyrics
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Album: Track 1 on Mind of Mystikal
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(Precise)

Man them *****s can't **** with you man **** them *****s man!



(Mystikal)

I know I I I know

I know y'all *****z can't **** with me cause I can't

**** with my damn self

I know I know y'all *****z can't **** with me I

I know y'all *****z...

Ungh got damn it took a *****

thirteen **********ing years through this ****

bruh I been rappin since La Di Da Di some ****ing where



I know y'all *****z I know y'all *****z I know y'all *****z

Aw ****, it's on *****



Chorus:



I'm still not that ***** to **** with buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all *****z can't **** with me cause I can't **** with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door (door closing sound)



See can't nobody fly, through the swamp and bayou, like I do

I know y'all *****z can't **** with me and they can't but they try to

Some *****z just need to be warned

It's gonna be harder to get it up on a my own

***** go ring the alarm

Matter fact better know what it take

for the back of your head to hit that grass

Let' s get this straight from the jump

I ain't playing with your ***** ***

These outside *****z that run to the mic better come clean

****in with that Saudi Arabian

Desert Storm veteran 12th ward offspring

I'm runnin these *****z to the jets

to the hills, to the back of the tracks

A-A-ask them hos, did I do that?

I'm coming boisterous with 5 million switches

I'm the man with single and double and triple

and four five six time them *****es

I'm the ***** with the go head, ****in your ***** up in your bed

standin 5 foot 'leven **** crooked like a roach leg

Much bone and I don't fail a test

Little ***** **** hos both sides of the river

I can't be ****ed with, you can't touch this better grab hold

***** I'm so cold I'm like a 24 year-old north pole!

Give a **** about these raggly *** hoes

Grippin my nuts as I strut in my baggy *** Girbauds

Makin em stop, (bigidabounce) pause, Like Jubilee All

I'm harder than a ***** watchin' Janet Jackson in draws!

But if ya catch me on the tv, or the radio spell it

M-why-S-T-I-K-A-L y'all ain't ready though!



Chorus 2x



(Precise)

So Mystikal, in your own words could you explain your style?



I gotta get a rhyme that can tumble through the air like a Rambo spear

See y'all can stop lookin at another *****

face cause ***** the man right here

You ***** didn't think that I could swing mine

***** I'm doing bad and saying rhymes at the same time (I ain't lying)

Talking behind my back don't make me no nevermind

Cause all you can say is I'm smarter than Einstein

I'm fire like Cayenne!

You'll never catch me cause I'm swift as a hyena

Gimme the chance I'll rock the lakefront arena

like Teena Marie be rockin Tipitina's (damn Gina)

Tall dark strong long and lean ain't nobody comin cleaner

It's all in the way I lay my game down

Watch me swing with the gillotine rollin round ***** town

But everybody think these *****z be wantin me

to prove that I'm the man

***** I'm colder than a freezer, cooler than a fan

I got no love for no be -i-e-otch

Matter fact's been that way since I was wearin osh kosh be 'gosh

But yet y'all steadily trying to squab bout me

When I come in this door the only thing y'all can do is talk about me

Better get some business about yourself that's what you better do

Matter fact I'm a tell you mother ****ers three things I'm a never do

One : never gonna change my style

Two: never gonna bounce, three: never gonna bow

I'm gettin tired of being sick and tired

***** you got a problem with me gettin' high

Suck big **** and die

Same rhyme phrase get me paid, they can't fade

the tan shade man with the braids

*****es peep as I creep through the 12th ward

I done offended these *****z compare me

to *****z that gotta practice looking hard

*****-a won't leave me alone

I'm not that Thug and I'm not that Ruggish but I do pack Bone

Black prince of the south that's my title

***** I'm whoo chka ckha oooooww! bad like Michael

I'm throwin rhymes at a steady flow

(Inhaling) whoo there they go y'all *****z ain't ready yo



Chorus



***** I pimp hos instead of an army petty **** it don't harm me

***** I'm entertaining like Cedric and I'm mac like Bernie

I'm black like Menace and I'm g like Slimm

I'm Sporty like T and I'm smooth like Tim

I can click just like the boot camp but I'm conscious like daughter

***** I'm insane but um, you still be wantin

to claim that I'm your partner

I'm Down just like Bust plus I'm Ice just like Mike

And I'm the living lyrical miracle I'm just ice like precise

I'm the invisible man you blind you can't see ****

Picture I got more *****es on my **** than *****es at FREAKNIK


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