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.
Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I
For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt
My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out right here
We the Lunatics, no doubt
They wildin', they don't know
Ay yo
St. Louis is small but we still do it all
We hit the mall, we drink it all, we always gon' smoke it all
Get hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin, "Take it off"
My success is takin' off, I'm always workin', never takin' off
I done that, did that, who her? I done hit that
Cats be trippin' off them rats, I ain't really with that
Makes me wanna sit back, I relax and think back
To when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back
Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest
Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest
You've seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like reruns
St. Louis where we from, you ain't never heard a weak one
You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever
Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever
Fucked with the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock and roll it
My business, you shouldn't a told it, your head I'm a forty-four
They switch guns and they go and show it, your pupils is dilating
This rap is so beautiful, watch The Source give it higher ratings
The 'Tics it just can't be faded, to nothin, that's star related
More than just duplicated, Kyjuan is done celebrated
Got damnit we finally made it, haters they gotta hate it
Bought my house off and finally paid it, often intoxicated
Just call me the Don Dada, original rider, rider
Your mama just gotta, gotta, take her home and here "Splatter, splatter"
Splatter, splatter, we yell uh, I'm from St. Louie
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
Now you can find Murphy in a Jag, on a commercial
But at home in St. Louis, yo I's a walkin' like Herschell
I be like (oh, oh, oh)
Wit' a pocket full of bus tickets, lookin' at booties thinkin I must hit it
Why must I live like that, what you expect?
Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checks
Honey's screamin' they want more than sex, I'm like "Why me?"
Find out it don't even take that Lex to like me
I be the young dude, Mr. Drop a top a bubble Benny whipper
(What else nigga?)
A weed head slash Henny sipper
No I'm not ballin'
I'm tryna' get it how I live and how I live is how I get that shit
I'm like nine-nine-nine-na-nine-nine-na-nine short of a meal ticket
(Chachi'll take it) And say that Bill did it
But I'm a be real for real and deal wit' it
And get mine in the summertime like Will did
What you thought I was gonna do, bitch and scream, fuck my dreams?
Walk off the team like Rodman?
Move the scene, nigga what you mean? Not now playa I'm swabbin
I put four silver dollars up on a White Castle out in Cochran
Get them things out and cock 'em, anything bubble I'm poppin'
Anything stumble, I'm droppin', whatever you rollin', I'm toppin'
If it's fully loaded, I'm coppin', whew
No more slanging rocks, I rock rocks, you duck cops, I cop drops
You buy cock, I buy stock, touch mine, you ought not
I'm Rocafella with hard knocks, dome shots 'til I get popped
Used to ball on the blacktop now I balls on hardwood
With enough finance stability to finance a small hood
Call it Nellyville nigga, and guess who the mayor
My whole town's chronic'd out so we drug aware
I'm playin truth or dare with dime pieces, and they nieces
Showin' me there's more than one way that they can eat a Reeses
Can I repeat this? Man, you niggas need to see this
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt
My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out right here
We the Lunatics, no doubt
They wildin', they don't know
Ay yo
St. Louis is small but we still do it all
We hit the mall, we drink it all, we always gon' smoke it all
Get hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin, "Take it off"
My success is takin' off, I'm always workin', never takin' off
I done that, did that, who her? I done hit that
Cats be trippin' off them rats, I ain't really with that
Makes me wanna sit back, I relax and think back
To when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back
Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest
Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest
You've seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like reruns
St. Louis where we from, you ain't never heard a weak one
You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever
Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever
Fucked with the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock and roll it
My business, you shouldn't a told it, your head I'm a forty-four
They switch guns and they go and show it, your pupils is dilating
This rap is so beautiful, watch The Source give it higher ratings
The 'Tics it just can't be faded, to nothin, that's star related
More than just duplicated, Kyjuan is done celebrated
Got damnit we finally made it, haters they gotta hate it
Bought my house off and finally paid it, often intoxicated
Just call me the Don Dada, original rider, rider
Your mama just gotta, gotta, take her home and here "Splatter, splatter"
Splatter, splatter, we yell uh, I'm from St. Louie
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
Now you can find Murphy in a Jag, on a commercial
But at home in St. Louis, yo I's a walkin' like Herschell
I be like (oh, oh, oh)
Wit' a pocket full of bus tickets, lookin' at booties thinkin I must hit it
Why must I live like that, what you expect?
Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checks
Honey's screamin' they want more than sex, I'm like "Why me?"
Find out it don't even take that Lex to like me
I be the young dude, Mr. Drop a top a bubble Benny whipper
(What else nigga?)
A weed head slash Henny sipper
No I'm not ballin'
I'm tryna' get it how I live and how I live is how I get that shit
I'm like nine-nine-nine-na-nine-nine-na-nine short of a meal ticket
(Chachi'll take it) And say that Bill did it
But I'm a be real for real and deal wit' it
And get mine in the summertime like Will did
What you thought I was gonna do, bitch and scream, fuck my dreams?
Walk off the team like Rodman?
Move the scene, nigga what you mean? Not now playa I'm swabbin
I put four silver dollars up on a White Castle out in Cochran
Get them things out and cock 'em, anything bubble I'm poppin'
Anything stumble, I'm droppin', whatever you rollin', I'm toppin'
If it's fully loaded, I'm coppin', whew
No more slanging rocks, I rock rocks, you duck cops, I cop drops
You buy cock, I buy stock, touch mine, you ought not
I'm Rocafella with hard knocks, dome shots 'til I get popped
Used to ball on the blacktop now I balls on hardwood
With enough finance stability to finance a small hood
Call it Nellyville nigga, and guess who the mayor
My whole town's chronic'd out so we drug aware
I'm playin truth or dare with dime pieces, and they nieces
Showin' me there's more than one way that they can eat a Reeses
Can I repeat this? Man, you niggas need to see this
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin' with flava (what up Mo?)
I'm just your neighbor, one of
St. Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin'
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