This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
(Guy) What I don't want to see, I just wanna, I just wanna...
(Richie Rich) Check this out man, come on over here I wanna show you something
[Hook]
I used to sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to slang them rocks
I used to sell crack rocks
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
Check this out
[Verse 1: Richie Rich]
It went from 10 dollar power
To cash on the top
With plastic under that
I made a gain of scratch
Kilo's two a week
Through the street
Could ya picture my voice
Pushin over sick beats
I be the first nigga rappin
My shit did really happen
Drunk drivin while I'm 415'in
Sideways to the could of would of should of
And in the first
But have the first get it worst
He did'nt have a nigga, with the real pedigre
Her baby in this shit
But I'm so Ol' G
Fell threw it, True to it
How could I be new to a nigga if I'm hipin you threw it
When you blew to it
Like my nigga's say "Greed"
Could speak on but can't stay a week on it
Chop and Ounze down, and take a walk with me
I'll show you what I did before I was an MC
[Hook]
I used to sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
I used to sell crack rocks
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to slang them rocks
[Verse 2: Richie Rich]
{*police alarms*) Now the little things in your hair
See the man, in the south
Turn around and throw them in your mouth
Don't swallow, unless we brake and he follow
It's the last resource to keep your ass outta court
No support
Let's blow the reefer
Out here it's cheaper
To hook my nigga up with the greefer
My bad
See the ones that look like front teeth
You snatch three this nigga bout to hit you with the 50
You slip 10, but don't let that small money
Be the reason you never see tall money
It's all money
The quicker the roll
The quicker the cock
The quicker the cock
You relize the game don't stop
You loose a 100
And we ain't walked half a block
Money movin faster then the hands on your clock
Now you see what pops
On these California blocks
Before I was a rapper
I was that nigga sellin rocks
[Hook]
I used ta sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
I used ta sell crack rocks
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
I used ta sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
[Outro: Richie Rich]
I use to move them
I use to be a hustler man
You understand me
Sad shit
That a nigga had to do that
Where did ya put the scrilla
I used to sell rocks
You understand me
And then uh the rap thing kicked in
And now a mothafucka doin that
You don't quit one job till ya get anther
Belive that
I used ta sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put my voice to beats
You understand me
I used ta slang crack rock
But now nigga
I put my rhymes to beats
I used ta slang them rocks
Real real dumb
Real real dumb
(Richie Rich) Check this out man, come on over here I wanna show you something
[Hook]
I used to sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to slang them rocks
I used to sell crack rocks
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
Check this out
[Verse 1: Richie Rich]
It went from 10 dollar power
To cash on the top
With plastic under that
I made a gain of scratch
Kilo's two a week
Through the street
Could ya picture my voice
Pushin over sick beats
I be the first nigga rappin
My shit did really happen
Drunk drivin while I'm 415'in
Sideways to the could of would of should of
And in the first
But have the first get it worst
He did'nt have a nigga, with the real pedigre
Her baby in this shit
But I'm so Ol' G
Fell threw it, True to it
How could I be new to a nigga if I'm hipin you threw it
When you blew to it
Like my nigga's say "Greed"
Could speak on but can't stay a week on it
Chop and Ounze down, and take a walk with me
I'll show you what I did before I was an MC
[Hook]
I used to sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
I used to sell crack rocks
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to slang them rocks
[Verse 2: Richie Rich]
{*police alarms*) Now the little things in your hair
See the man, in the south
Turn around and throw them in your mouth
Don't swallow, unless we brake and he follow
It's the last resource to keep your ass outta court
No support
Let's blow the reefer
Out here it's cheaper
To hook my nigga up with the greefer
My bad
See the ones that look like front teeth
You snatch three this nigga bout to hit you with the 50
You slip 10, but don't let that small money
Be the reason you never see tall money
It's all money
The quicker the roll
The quicker the cock
The quicker the cock
You relize the game don't stop
You loose a 100
And we ain't walked half a block
Money movin faster then the hands on your clock
Now you see what pops
On these California blocks
Before I was a rapper
I was that nigga sellin rocks
[Hook]
I used ta sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
I used ta sell crack rocks
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
I used ta sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put the rhymes to beats
I used to move them rocks
[Outro: Richie Rich]
I use to move them
I use to be a hustler man
You understand me
Sad shit
That a nigga had to do that
Where did ya put the scrilla
I used to sell rocks
You understand me
And then uh the rap thing kicked in
And now a mothafucka doin that
You don't quit one job till ya get anther
Belive that
I used ta sell crack rock
But now I'm an MC
I put my voice to beats
You understand me
I used ta slang crack rock
But now nigga
I put my rhymes to beats
I used ta slang them rocks
Real real dumb
Real real dumb
Lyrics submitted by cracka_jack
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
The Night We Met
Lord Huron
Lord Huron
Son Şansın - Şarkı Sözleri
Hayalperest
Hayalperest
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.
When We Were Young
Blink-182
Blink-182
This is a sequel to 2001's "Reckless Abandon", and features the band looking back on their clumsy youth fondly.
Magical
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
How would you describe the feeling of being in love? For Ed Sheeran, the word is “Magical.” in HIS three-minute album opener, he makes an attempt to capture the beauty and delicacy of true love with words. He describes the magic of it all over a bright Pop song produced by Aaron Dessner.
American Town
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran shares a short story of reconnecting with an old flame on “American Town.” The track is about a holiday Ed Sheeran spends with his countrywoman who resides in America. The two are back together after a long period apart, and get around to enjoying a bunch of fun activities while rekindling the flames of their romance.