Yelawolf
2010 BET Hip Hip Awards - Cypher 1
[Interlude: Raekwon]
Yo
Check it out, what's the deal? Raekwon the chef
You know what it is, BET, the cypher, it's on
Bones, Yela, Wiz, myself
Premier, drop it (DJ Premier)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh
And we livin' material
As long as the money straight, they wanna see me fall
But I got a crib that's overlookin' the city, though
And a line of ******* who wanna get in our videos
Ten-to-twelve hour long trip, bong rips
I ain't interested what you sellin', I run my own ****
Made it through a long list, still in awe
Some'll talk slick, but no contest, I'm best dressed
That's why the ******* love me
She leavin' you to come where the liquor and ***** be
I'm glass floor, now you passport'in' overseas
We watchin' the sunrise, smoke a ***** out on the beach
Write my name in the sand, I never been a *****
Who had a lucky nothin', you can say everything I planned out
Now I stand out, I fell asleep
On the plane and woke up to people screamin' my name
[Verse 2: Bones Brigade]
Yo
A raw rapper, jaw tapper, I'm more dapper
Than your favorite rapper, he's not nice, just all swagger
I ain't impressed by these wack cats, throw shots, and I clap back
I burnt more rappers than cat stacks
I'm undefeated, undisputed, raw and ruthless
You're a student, I'm a tutor, y'all like Brian Pumper's jeweler
Faker than silicone, who y'all know as ill as Bones?
I was rocking mics back when y'all was watchin' Jenny Jones
My whole life, gettin' money been the object
While y'all stay broke like elevators in the projects
For bringin' real rap back, y'all can thank me
My jeans ain't skinny and my leg ain't stanky
Nevertheless, I'm the best
Can't teach me how to Dougie (Doug E.) 'cause I been gettin' fresh
Just like a bottle of Sprite, my ice see through
Jewels on my neck, you might mistake me for a Hebrew
Hell of a diddy bop, 'burbs to the city block
Your chain game, Arkansas, whole bunch of Little Rocks
Bad to the bone [?] my Twitter, y'all can follow me
Along with the other eighty-thou' that wanna swallow me

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Uh
Yelawolf, Yelawolf, enter the internet
Google my music soon as I finish this in a sec
I grab a pen and set records and then a check
Come, Julie Records, homie, because you been in a wreck
Totalled by Yela quotables, dented by syllables
Breakin' fenders and breakin' mirrors, the damage is notable, roll it
Wiz, and bring it back like you stole a movie
Hippies tripin', 'cause I spit groovy like sippin' patchouli
Sittin' in a secluded Chevy, I’m reckless, unruly
Havin' breakfast out wit' your cutie—check, please!
Let her cover it, 'cause I’m still broke
What a milf, though, for real though, better me that a dildo
Catfish Billy smack a bitch silly
Crack in a pack and packed in the pack out the sack chilli
PFFF CHHH, yeah, I get her done
Put a lump in her kitty litter puss and come get you some
[Verse 4: Raekwon]
[?] scuffed kick, come from a rough flick
Bugatti clique, [?] on the road, unfold the whip
Black car graffiti up, gleam me, first thing, beam me up
I'm old school, my whole team be up
Spankin' hangovers, soldiers so slow from
Countin' boulders, I go home, bake [?] up
Don of all dishes, my Wiz is [?]
I know she love me, she bought me mad jewellery and whips
But back to the projects, youngins callin' me "Legend"
Finish school, I'ma buy you a 7

[Interlude: Raekwon]
Stop the music, Premier
Yo, rest in peace to my brother from the Wu
Inspectah Deck, his [?]
His mother, Miss Jason Hunter
Mrs Hunter, we love you
Rest in peace, this the cypher right here