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Tayo of the Twelfth Street Mob AKA Taybyat Tha Hybrid.. DC/Maryland Hip-Hop Emcee/Lyricist
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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #18,484
Peak in subgenre #220
Author
Taybyat, tha Hybrid
Rights
2005,2006 Byat-hop/TSM Records
Uploaded
December 21, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 2:32
Story behind the song
What motivated me to write this song is that when I first heard it, I thought about repping where my crew and I are from. This is a song about putting haters in their place and telling them to shut their faces up meaning that they should stop ice-grilling successful people and start working their way on being successful too.
Lyrics
Taybyat tha Hybrid
Shut ya faces Up
12/13/2005
(Verse I:)
...Tayo-Byatcko...
...Taybyat, Tha Hybrid of tha...
Numba One Elite Clique
Guess who be rockin tha cleanest
Tha Twelfth Street Mob be tha meanest
please believe it
We be tha people spittin' tha neatest
If u ain't peepin' me, u can peep this.
Git' off of my penis
Comin' at me wit' all weak shit
Step ta this an' u'll be deleted
U think u a genius?
Do a Michael Jackson an' "Beat It"
Guaranteed ya ass'll be beaten
an' We really mean it
Me an' my niggas stay undefeated
Exeedingly the best in arenas
without any weakness
If u don't like it then u can eat shit
like elephants when they eat their festes
Now completin' tha thesis, nobody can even touch our species
We'll break ya career in a million peices
Twelfth Street Mob be the lyrical arsonists
Tha Late 'Longe be tha spiritual heart of this (R.I.P. Caps)
(Hook I:)
Now shut ya faces up!
Little haters,
Shut ya faces up!
Discrimminators,
U shut ya faces up!
Instigators,
Jus shut all of ya faces up!
Perpretraitors
Shut ya faces up!
jealous traitors,
Shut ya faces up!
Tha ones who be fake,
Keep shuttin' ya faces up!
No matta who ya hate,
Shut ya faces up!
(Hook II - x8):
Shatap, shatap!
U shatap!
(Verse II:)
Ay, I'm a give u a warnin'
Jus' like a grown-up scornin'
their insubordinate offspring.
U betta take caution
or watch ya crew split like divorcin'
Cuz we ain't havin' it like abortions
so watch what ya talkin'
all ya gawkin' u do often
Sound like crows dat be sqwakin'
Tellin' me wak tales
U will git' smacked well
Eat u quicka than Snackwells
Fo' runnin' ya yap. Well
I already told u
I don't how else ta warn u
U know u 'bout ta come up short, dude
What an idiot! Poor fool
Very well. Twelfth Street got it locked
Stayin' merry like Feliz Navidad
This ain't a Fairy Tale. Cease, stop it all
Go 'head, dawg. please knock it off
Like Drago, "U will lose"
Betta write ya will, cuz u an' ya whole crew iz thru
(Hook III:)
Tha Twelfth Street Mob will...
shut ya faces up!
shatap,
Shut ya faces up!
shatap,
Shut ya faces up!
shatap,
Keep shuttin' ya faces up!
shatap,
Shut ya faces up!
Close it,
Shut ya faces up!
Damn u,
Jus shut it ya faces up!
Save tha drama fo' ya mama,
Shut ya faces up!
(Hook II - x16):
Shatap, shatap!
U shatap!
(Bridge x2:)
Damn homie, u is so wak
U make even the host give u a big ol' slap
across ya damn face bring tha taste out ya mouth
Now watch tha heat from TSM bake all u clowns
(like a pie! Aye)
Damn homie, u is so wak
(u wak as hell, homie)
U make even the host give u a big ol' slap
(such a shame, homie)
across ya damn face bring tha taste out ya mouth
(How does it taste, homie)
Now watch tha heat from TSM bake all u clowns
(to tha fullest! 'Ay)
(Verse III:)
Recognize, we dope dudes
U stay way behind us like Old school
We pull tha truth out like a corkscrew
of champaigne bottles
When we spit, we spit at full throttle
on tha microphone like Geraldo
leavin' u so blue
Have ya verses strippin' like hoes do
at strip clubs an' really expose u
wit' nuthin' ta cover
TSM be like none other
make u be like Joe so u can jus' studda
Do u know what u bitch niggas is in fo'
We tighter than kinfolk
It's proven dat we poppin like pistols
We'll shatta u like baccarat crystals
U will git' slam-dunked
an' thrown up in tha well like Anna
did ta her daughta, Samarah
Leave u deserted ta jus'
die like tha Saharah
I can see thru u dudes like a see-thru
outfits dat freaky dudes an' females be wearin' too
Beware of all tha beef u entailin', fool
(Hook IV:)
Tha Twelfth Street Mob will...
shut ya faces up!
Fo' real
Shut ya faces up!
Y'all haters know tha deal
Shut ya faces up!
lips sealed
Keep shuttin' ya faces up!
Shatap!
Shut ya faces up!
Shatap!
Shut ya faces up!
Shatitap!
Jus shut it ya faces up!
U betta shatitap!
Shut ya faces up!
(Hook II - x16):
Shatap, shatap!
U
