Yobosayo (Moonbase)

Who is it man?
Don’t know well ask later
Just sit back, relax and bask in fat flavour
Used to go to class write raps on scrap paper
From St. Pats, all the way to past Bayers
From cross-faders to cross-dressing Darth Vaders
Minimum wagers underpayers and job haters
Waiting for the day you can tell your boss later
Then you’re out cause you know in life there’s lots greater
I’m not a hater I’m a creator and anti-time-waster
Dues payer, building foundations to fuse later
Read it in the newspapers tell the new neighbours
He’s really out there — like when Tasha Yar screwed Data
Masked crusader, the innovator, new beta
Strange truth like on Labour Day you don’t do labour
Too major, drinking brews at the bodega
With a a megaphone strapped to his face to go «Blega!»
Yobosayo? Yo yo, Yobosayo
Is anybody out there? Please don’t say no
I’m out in space trying to figure out a way home
Holler if you hear me, Yobosayo
Perennial prospect, cool like how Hoth gets
Staying in and watching the Lost boxset
With Das Efx and some Nas Cassettes hot in the deck
Opposite of a walk in Quebec
In the middle of the winter nothing on top of your tete
With all these biters gonna need a hippopotamus pet
Depositing wreck for the love of just bobbing your head
Non-stop noggin nodding never pause till I’m dead
Only care bout getting props like a nod from a vet
And making rhymes so tight they could clog up a thread
Knocking 'em dead? Naw, injecting raw thoughts to their heads
Like a whistle to a dog on some tobogganing sleds
God blessed like the hot lady hogging my bed
Rock the house but I’d rather rock a cottage instead
Cause y’know I got you caught like a moth in a net
Feeling better than you just paid off all your debt
Yobosayo? Yo yo, Yobosayo
Is anybody out there? Please don’t say no
I’m out in space trying to figure out a way home
Holler if you hear me, Yobosayo