Ultramagnetic MC’s - Ya Nobody lyrics

Aiyyo Keith
You know what I was thinkin about?
You know how we go to those parties
And the whack rappers
Who got a lil' hot record tryin to
Act like they don't know us
Ya, y'know the, the fake ones, who try to
They imitatin LL Cool J one month
Then this month they Africans
Or they wear a lot of polka
Dots cause they think it's commercial
Or they sing a lot in their
Records - what'chu think about that?

A lot of rappers can't talk
- they're quite stupid
They rhyme and they stutter
- they're quite Cupid but, I know the deal
They only rhyme on a slow beat
Some lookin for slack and bustin
Rhymes with no heat
Soft as Cottonelle and rolls of Scott tissue
They wanna be down
It's time to bust the issue
Now you think you're hard, with 57 bodyguards
Runnin around, lookin bummy and extra
Cause you think the people
Wanna move and get next ta
You're paranoid, about your gangster fantasy
Now look at the swift pro and face reality
So watch your back end
You slip and you're slackin
See I don't talk to the
Weak and the whack and
MC's step back and, I damage they industry
Then play like a fool
Like you never did notice me
Now hop on the jock and, now see who's rockin
Don't give me no pound, cause you ain't down
Clown you're nobody
Tryin to act like you're large

You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nobody
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody just nothing
You're a piece of shit you're nobody

My record is fly, your record's a big flop
Now in this new year
It's time for a real drop
As I take a picture
Great pose and black beat
With Keith in the limo
Countin cash in the back seat
You did a cheap show, no cash in Birmingham
And while you was gone
We signed a new deal with Polygram
But, you don't think so
You're probably jealous man
You know that we're dope
But you're scared to just tell us man
Cause you like that happy stuff
The two-faced DJ you'll soon lose your job
With the records that you play
Got a little juice at a New York station
So what you don't play me?
I'm on heavy rotation
Across America, in funk formation
Around the world and, with heavy persuasion
The man at hand to grand
The stand in total command
- and plus I must say damn
Well some of you groups play
Like you're with the people
Like we're united, we're all equal
But when people see
You try to act like DeBarge
But, you're nobody
Tryin to act like you're large
Yeahhh, you're nobody, nobody
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nobody
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nothing
You're nobody, nobody, you're nothing
Diarrhea

You got these African rappers who try
To act like they African
They're playin themselves and dressin
Up like they African but, I'm in New York
Chillin hard on the city street
Where crime and drug wars
My bouts in city be while you be a fool
You think it's worse than Africa?
Like Ice Cube said
I gotta giggle and laugh at ya
So what are you doin, so what are you sayin?
So what are you gettin it
So why are you playin?
Cause you just a phony plus
The Queen don't impress me
Preachers and teachers
Rebel ones come test me
While you catch amenesia, and go into seizure
I treat you like pinball
And show you I played ya
Out of the box like a old pair of socks and
Choose to go when, now see who's flowin
Keepin in step the rep the
Pep for those who slept
Yep, I'm not a new jack swing man
So groups that perpetrate
They can't even sing man
Drivin around, owin cash on a Benzo
Your payments are due
Your car is not even paid for
You're nobody, tryin to act like you're large

Yo yeah that 'bout some that up Keith man
Just just y'know what we gon' do
We gon' keep on schoolin these fake rappers
Try to make these brothers real y'knahmsayin?