You from the UK? You have the kind of UK Tradey voice

ayy this comedy gold bro actual fire tho 100

boooooom nice track man, i like this style

UK rap aint really my thing, but I could vibe to this

this is vibey aff, love the funky melodic vibe, keep it up bro

Yellow Redux

Dad’s down the boozer
Been there all of Super Sunday  
drinking Stella’s 
Watching footy with the felllas
‘It’s the Merseyside derby, son 
Do you know it’s significance?’
‘Yeah, but we live in Selhurst’

Mum went in to get him
But all she got given  was a mouthful 
Meant to be going out 
To this new Bingo hall 
Next door but one ain’t stopped
Banging on about 
Got a 16 lane bowling alley 
And an all you can eat Chinese buffet 
But all they ever order’s 
chicken charmain
Dad said he wouldn’t touch it 
with a barge pole anyway 
She had her hair done, painted her nails
Bought new shoes 
Had a wax down south 
She got the big guns out,
bang bang 
She got the big guns out 
bang bang 

Now she’s pacing about the house
Talking about 
How she’s gonna give him
a right clout round the earoll
He ain’t gonna know what hit him
Can’t I go get him?
‘Babe, you know he always listens to you’
‘Alright mum, ease it up, ease it up’
Only cos I wanna I meet Stevie
He’s got something for me
200ug of the finest LSD
Stevie said it changed his whole mentality 
Dropped out of uni 
Now he works in Macci D 
Said it ain’t about the money no more
If that’s the case he should do it for free 
Yeah? 

‘Hello son; come and give your old dad a kiss
Did I ever say how much I love you?’
‘Only when you’ve had a few 
Now let’s get back 
Mum’s having kittens 
And I just dropped a tab of trippy cat
Don’t wanna start tripping
In front of the lads
That yellow looking more yellow 
Than I ever seen yellow looking like yellow before’
Yellow yellow 
Let’s get to the get go 
Otherwise things gonna get
Too yellow 
Yellow, yellow 
Is it just me or is this world starting to move 
Very very slow 

One of us drunk
And One of us tripping 
Mum’s at home having kittens 
Baby sister in her room with her boyfriend 
revising Algebra
But he’s got his hands all over her

Dads thrown his arms around me 
He can hardly walk
How he’s gonna get 
Food from the fork to the mouth 
Without making a total tit out of himself?
The man’s out of his tree
I’m holding him up having an  epiphanies 
About how there 
Ain’t no you or I 
This illusion of us being individuals is like a wave breaking on the oceans surface; just a brief moment of separation where you 
form a shape of your own before returning to the source to reform 

Dads puking on the pavement 
It’s such an iridescent yellow 
Yellow yellow iridescent yellow 
Yellow yellow iridescent yellow 
Now mums calling 
Hello hello 
Irrisiscent yellow yellow 
Hello hello 
What you talking about 
Whets going on down there 
Had to hang up
Can’t deal with that right now 

Lots of baby kittens 
Multiplying and jumping 
Meow meow meow

Yellow Redux

Ultra_eko has been lost to the Underside of late, a subtle astral realm created by a rockhopper penguin. His continual process of death and rebirth has led him far from any semblance of original self. Recent spontaneous OBE’s mean he spends far less time embodied than he used to, mostly for tax reasons. He refers to himself in third person as a fractal iteration of source consciousness, cofounder of Underside Entertainment, and lama admirer.

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