Artist: Yukon Black f/ Begga Ooh
Album:  Addiction Services
Song:   They Say
Typed By: pneumatic

[Intro: Yukon Black]
This aint what you hear everyday on the radio, Times up,
They Say, They Say, They Say, Yo.

[Yukon Black]
I done spoke through these pro tools a thousand times,
If I aint sold you on this then I aint makin a dime,
But we can bet that rope that somebody gone love me,
They say I'm wack or ta, And I should rap about stuff you can relate to,
I stay true like sides, Take you outside what you hear everyday on the radio,
Suckas try to play me, But they brain too slow,
See I'm socially equal to the people that I speak to,
My closets aint stuck with evesol, Matter fact they damn near see through,
Shit, My pockets aint on it, They coughin cause they got too much room to breach you.

[Chorus: Yukon Black, (Begga Ooh)]
We aint rockin the rhymes, They say,
We aint got it no more, They say,
Nigga your time is up, They say,
What yall doin it for, They say,
We aint got no rhymes, (You aint got rhymes) They say,
We aint rockin no more, (You aint rockin no more) They say,
Nigga your time is up, (Huh Huh Huh) They say,
What yall doin it for, They say.

[Begga Ooh]
One for the treble (treble), Two for the bass (bass),
I deal with mad issues regardless of the race,
Channel live on your broadcast, Tune me in,
In a place I shine whatever room we in,
Whatever mood he in, He a dope lyricist,
Absolutely one folk that's really livin this,
Ha, Pumps out the music veins like medic wards,
I'm a slave to the sequence of livin up poor,
Drivin an Accord low key in the E-X,
When I get bored it's S-E then X,
Rated, Rate me, They think that I lost it,
But not when I'm broke no money in a pocket,
Uhh, On a new topic it's key when I lock it,
Turnin them heads like a wrench in a socket,
Fuck it, I'm out to get the caution signs,
Spilled out on this track, Don't bust your behind.

[Chorus w/o Begga Ooh]

[Yukon Black]
All about eighty-seven, That's the era I'm reppin,
Put the one in front of that, That's what I do to attract the weapon,
Tongue lashed out, It got your ear drum stressin,
Had a flock of blind-deaf-dumb broads undressin,
And yes indeed, Yes sir, You see surgical sole cuts,
Musical medicinal ba-dietary and poetry,
Your feet feel better when the beat meet the lecture,
Professor Black, But you can call me Yukon Jack,
Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack,
They say, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, They say,
Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack.

[Chorus 2X w/o Begga Ooh]

[Outro: Begga Ooh]
We aint rock the rhymes, Say, Got it no more, Say,
Uh huh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
Ha ha ha, They got, Rockin it no more, Rockin it,
Time is up, Time is up, What yall doin it for,
We aint rockin the rhymes, Not no more,
We aint got enough rockin result, Time is up,
What yall doin it for, Rockin the rhyme-rhyme-rhyme,
Rockin no more-more, We aint, Time is up-up-up,
Rockin the rhyme, Ha ah ha.