This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
I want you to understand something
That when I come up in this bitch, I want the fans jumping
I want the fists pumpin' in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't you fill your cups?
Shady's come to fill ya up, you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the ER, we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no, not even CPR from the EMTs
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
(Chka-chk-chk) What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, 'cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his pen?
'Cause this shit's gettin' embarrassin'
The fog is thick and the air is thin
'Cause he won't even let them try to breathe
La-didi-da-da-da-didi
He makes it look so easy, girl, you just hit the lottery
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We're still gonna make a stink no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we're looking for any excuse to just cut loose
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
This is when shit hits the fan like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolled in with Mathers
Now chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's like a séance, it hums
It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smokin' somethin'
You think I ain't smokin' nothin', stay off my nuts
Now hit the floor, baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah, girl, shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah, man, ain't that the truth, girl, your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We're still gonna make a stink no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we're looking for any excuse to just cut loose
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Now I know you're feeling discouraged, but, homie, just mark my words
I'm murderin' the flow, liquid courage, I'm finna blow
As soon as we hit the door, power surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the block with your ho
With speakers knockin', it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to drop
E and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door
Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffin' for nothin', we'll knock the stuffin' out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it, freak, move to the beat
Lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little cute chick right there?
That'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the CPT, yeah, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat
Dre fell off? That's news to me
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We're still gonna make a stink no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we're looking for any excuse to just cut loose
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
That when I come up in this bitch, I want the fans jumping
I want the fists pumpin' in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't you fill your cups?
Shady's come to fill ya up, you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the ER, we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no, not even CPR from the EMTs
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
(Chka-chk-chk) What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, 'cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his pen?
'Cause this shit's gettin' embarrassin'
The fog is thick and the air is thin
'Cause he won't even let them try to breathe
La-didi-da-da-da-didi
He makes it look so easy, girl, you just hit the lottery
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We're still gonna make a stink no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we're looking for any excuse to just cut loose
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
This is when shit hits the fan like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolled in with Mathers
Now chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's like a séance, it hums
It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smokin' somethin'
You think I ain't smokin' nothin', stay off my nuts
Now hit the floor, baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah, girl, shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah, man, ain't that the truth, girl, your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We're still gonna make a stink no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we're looking for any excuse to just cut loose
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Now I know you're feeling discouraged, but, homie, just mark my words
I'm murderin' the flow, liquid courage, I'm finna blow
As soon as we hit the door, power surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the block with your ho
With speakers knockin', it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to drop
E and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door
Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffin' for nothin', we'll knock the stuffin' out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it, freak, move to the beat
Lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little cute chick right there?
That'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the CPT, yeah, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat
Dre fell off? That's news to me
Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We're still gonna make a stink no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we're looking for any excuse to just cut loose
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell breaks loose
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@majic316: from wichita?
also, em does put all the current "rap stars" to shame. He has a massive amount of talent, whereas West and Drake have practically none and Wayne has just a little.
And these lyrics are way off.