Search results for 'yak's milk'

The exiled one

Has the strength to meditate on perfect impermanence

This land is the color of dove’s feathers

Of snow leopards’ coats

Of yak’s

The only thing the artist formerly known as Prince loved more than Dunkaroos
Kimchi and Yak's Milk was... Häagen-Dazs in Bed! 

Take a lick
Ben

The exiled one

Has the strength to meditate on perfect impermanence

This land is the color of dove’s feathers

Of snow leopards’ coats

Of yak’s

to tequila
We can do the yak
Kick it like FIFA I know you feeling that
Shot back to back
This how I relax
You know I brought that bag
Just in case you trying

Yea yea
It's Mg
Sheesh
$mash $mash

Been the man of my house since playing with toys
Now I ain't playing no games I'm selling that yak trying to hide

chalk em
It's a shame gotta put em in a coffin
Perc 30 PG gotta box sum
Had to leave a nigga on a milk carton
3 for 3 yeah we really run the track
Double

that cookie out,
I got the milk,
5 below still rocking silk,
Touch it and get peeled,
Get killed not a drop of guilt,
I try to chill,
But these niggas

for all bovines
No matter cow or cattle, bison or buffalo
Yak or ox, bongo or bubalus
And he will deliver upon bovines at least three gifts
Pastures

beat man I promise you I'm killin' it
Big milk I'ma show you niggas who the realest is
Never once capped in raps I be meaning it
Niggas they copy

Highest Niggaz in the Industry

B-Legit

Lunitik Muzik

1997

thizzle, 
Swig a grill of milk an start to whistle, 
It's missile from the funk-nik, 
I can't see it, 
40 Water, you killin' me wit this cheap shit.

flesh)
Times giving my best (my best)
Times fucking with the rest
Times I was dead broke no appetite
Smoking on milk too much fucking up my lungs

Chillin'

Erick Sermon

Chilltown, New York

2004

Yeah
I don't care

I got the yak in the back of the club, I'm just chillin'
With Whip and my nigga E Dub, we just chillin'
Nobody give a fuck about you,

yo' bread up like a new taper
Five, run that shit up 'til the crackers mad
Six, fill yo' bowl up with a bunch of racks
Seven, milk all that shit like

Johnson on the loose
Throwin up deuce at the first
Sign of a problem
Weathermen filth nastiest black
And blue bread
And light base milk with lumps
Bulked up

WMR

El-P, Camu Tao

Definitive Jux Presents, Vol. 3 [Bonus DVD]

2004

And for any sick witted, see if you can murk with her kid
And I will place it in a stroller get some milk on my lips

[Camu Tao]
c'mon man, yo stick

caco kyrie caco
kyrie A low life milk-sop politicalking Cthulhu & Co.
HPL the t-shirt, the album.
Repeats in dubs the quest of Peni Alienists pretty
well

that you milk

'Cos you just talk about it
You just do the spew
Do me a favour
Create something new

There's another thing you tend to ignore

I'm vivid, I lived it, you skim it
Aint not need to cry over spilt milk
I'm built to defy ills
Eyes filled with hard work
Check my bags, I'm bout to go

Eristic disc imma risk this life
Jay Critch with the rich and whip fit rice
Lil Slim bit wife with the yak
She be in and out of my bag
She a West coast type

a Bentley suck
Black window tint wit the suicide doors up
Welcome to the freak show, baby say whaaa
Ey, go and take your pic, got the milk shake ones looking

coulda been ice cream, I coulda been milk
I coulda been yogurt, or shake, whatever you make
But that just wouldn't be me
I was born to be cheesy

I was

Lots of Long Days, and Short Naps
Rarely Blink, so I seen it all
Like Large Maps
Niggas Fake, said they scene it all cause they all Act
I'm tryna Milk

with a tech like draymond
I got ah Glock with ah dick that bitch spit like cypher
I'm on my shit like ah baby with a stanky ass diaper
I ain't Yak but I

WMR

Unlinked Artist

Definitive Jux Presents, Vol. 3

2004

And for any sick witted, see if you can murk with her kid
And I will place it in a stroller get some milk on my lips

[Camu Tao]
c'mon man, yo stick