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Yada Yada
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ARTIST: Pez Waters PRODUCER: Harry Beats WRITER: Benjamin Muniz (Pez Waters) / Harry Allan (Harry Beats) COMPOSER: Benjamin Muniz (Pez Waters) / Harry Allan (Harry Beats) LYRICIST: Benjamin Muniz (Pez Waters) PUBLISHER: Pez Waters Publishing / H
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Pez Waters was forged in the core of Hip Hop culturefrom Birmingham, AL's breaking cyphers to the heart of Chicago's scene. A 20-year veteran, his legacy includes sharing stages with icons from Crucial Conflict to X-Clan and Immortal Technique, fronting the genre-fluid band Oui Si Only You, and co-creating the Hip Hop theater piece Pih Poh, hosted by Rhymefest, at the Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago. This depth of experience fuels his 2025 resurgence. The new single "YADA YADA" is the first statement: focused, razor-sharp Hip Hop that proves true MCs only get sharper with time.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Author
Benjamin Muniz (Pez Waters) / Harry Allan (Harry B
Rights
2025 Pez Waters Publishing (ASCAP) / Harry Allan P
Uploaded
November 02, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.4 MB • 320 kbps • 2:22
Lossless
WAV 35.8 MB
Meta Data
BPM
140
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
Yada yada yada Yada yada yada Yada yada yada Yada yada yada Yada yada yada Mind your business this ain't your life I'm gonna live it living it right No time for bullshit Clock won't tick That tock has died Cut the drama, I'm off the grid Tocks on mute, no time for it They wanna talk talk is cheap I'm in my bag while they stuck on repeat Hit them switches crank them systems Fuck them prisons shady business Fuck their taxes change them systems Bank them digits Chill relaxin', fuck yo cappin' Sipping bubbly, girl keep it clappin Standing O's, takin' stages Rise up now, ain't got no patience Hot lil' thing, no bluff She know the deal, that's love, she read the room, just touch How can I have the blues Catching the clues Hitting the bed Blessing the booth Laying it down On to the stage Life is a beach I'm riding her waves Bitch out of my lane it's Shark Week Hell it's lunch time Fight night bell ringing hoe Fuck it bitch it's Prime time Fine dine lakeside with my dime 9 tucked eyes wide Mind your business No cross my line Mind your business this ain't your life I'm gonna live it living it right No time for bullshit Clock won't tick That tock has died Cut the drama, I'm off the grid Tocks on mute, no time for it They wanna talk talk is cheap I'm in my bag while they stuck on repeat They all in my business, tried to bare witness Trackin' my phone? No Play ball with the big fish, swing and you missed this Scaled this shit on my own Where was you then? Silent Where are you now? Silent Fading face in the crowd, faint memory of a dream from a kid that used to be me Took all the pain gave it a beat Took them L's, made a stack from defeat All I ever asked for was your time, every second of that suffering mine Now it's diamonds on water, views divine Proof that the second you quit is the time The universe switches the plan aligns with the motherfucker who knew he would shine See I was way in the back taking notes Dodgin' them vampires all of their quotes Planted the seeds, burned all of the weeds Harvest the fields, now I'm flipping them O's Been through the trauma, ate all that karma Paintin' these words like Dalí the llama Student became a professor, I'm writin' the lesson They stuck in the past, I'm claimin' my blessings
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