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"
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I be the D-R-A-G dash got niggas foot slim
'Cause bullets make your feet fast
We throw babies in the trash
Drag don't play with little gats
Crib like McDonald's nothing but Big Macs
And quarter pounds
Bitch place your order now stay in line
I only fuck with broke niggas
That straight depend on crime
You straight pussy so fuck your ass cap
Cause in jail they'll put your cap where
Your ass at you ass black
Projects that's where Drag at
Yea ya got heart
But if I don't got my gun
That's where ya gonna get stabbed at
Boy as a young I never grabbed that toy
Drag was taught to grab that and ask
"Where the cash at"
If you think we shoot his pocket sides
Deuce deuce and 25's
You ain't takin' em' nigga
You threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin' motherfucker
I don't shoot no legs
I'm tryin' to see if your brains
Really look like eggs
Or is it just that commercial
Your brain on drugs
Now it's a total different look
From these shotgun slugs
To get rich it could take less than two days
I'm like them little beepers
Half's bullets two-ways
Fuck vests my shit go through toupees
I'ma thug in New York
And when I'm on your set
Big apartment in the building where they filmed Good times at
Bitch what the fuck I'ma thug nigga
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
Weight on my back
Hate in my heart
Blood in my eye
Foot on the gas
Blunt in my mouth
Loving the ride
Hand on the gun
Ear to the street
Back to the wall
Mind on my money while I'm clapping at y'all
I got niggas in jail
Crack in the hood
Hustle in south
Fiends and customers
That run in your house
I got family ties
I'm handy with knives
I live my life in the ghetto
Nose candy and nines
I'm deeper than most
Sleep wit it close
Wake wit a demon
Have visions of the whole
World shaking and screaming
I was born to be a leader
But if the game was dirty
I was born to be a cheater
You talking to me greasy
I was going to get the heater
You tell me what you know about blow
Getting dough and straight warrin' with a nina
Fronting in a Benz or I was soarin' in a Bima
Lyin' in the cut
The gun is straight rubber
Like the tire on the trucks
If he is real or a liar
Put the plyer to his nuts
Or the fire to his guts
'Cause niggas is too soft
That heat make niggas cool off
Fuck ice I'm tryin' to cop the crew lofts
So we can be back in effect
I throw the barrel to the back of your neck
And hop back in the 'vette
'Cause everybody is a felon with loot
'Cause they say rap is like dust
And we the only ones sellin' the juice
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
Bitches is so sick
They throw up
So scared they don't even
Come around in places that I show up
Go ahead nigga put your dough up
Me against who nigga grow up
Bitches choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in the industry
Acting all confused don't know who you supposed to be
Chickens lost steady worrying bout who dick is tossed
Stop stallin' better get this thing before it's gone
But I ain't mad
'Cause I ain't gon' pass it on
Callin' askin can you get on my shit
'Cause your cash is gone
You won't get no sales off of me
Bitch please
Pitbull run with dogs
I don't like fleas
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I be the D-R-A-G dash got niggas foot slim
'Cause bullets make your feet fast
We throw babies in the trash
Drag don't play with little gats
Crib like McDonald's nothing but Big Macs
And quarter pounds
Bitch place your order now stay in line
I only fuck with broke niggas
That straight depend on crime
You straight pussy so fuck your ass cap
Cause in jail they'll put your cap where
Your ass at you ass black
Projects that's where Drag at
Yea ya got heart
But if I don't got my gun
That's where ya gonna get stabbed at
Boy as a young I never grabbed that toy
Drag was taught to grab that and ask
"Where the cash at"
If you think we shoot his pocket sides
Deuce deuce and 25's
You ain't takin' em' nigga
You threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin' motherfucker
I don't shoot no legs
I'm tryin' to see if your brains
Really look like eggs
Or is it just that commercial
Your brain on drugs
Now it's a total different look
From these shotgun slugs
To get rich it could take less than two days
I'm like them little beepers
Half's bullets two-ways
Fuck vests my shit go through toupees
I'ma thug in New York
And when I'm on your set
Big apartment in the building where they filmed Good times at
Bitch what the fuck I'ma thug nigga
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
Weight on my back
Hate in my heart
Blood in my eye
Foot on the gas
Blunt in my mouth
Loving the ride
Hand on the gun
Ear to the street
Back to the wall
Mind on my money while I'm clapping at y'all
I got niggas in jail
Crack in the hood
Hustle in south
Fiends and customers
That run in your house
I got family ties
I'm handy with knives
I live my life in the ghetto
Nose candy and nines
I'm deeper than most
Sleep wit it close
Wake wit a demon
Have visions of the whole
World shaking and screaming
I was born to be a leader
But if the game was dirty
I was born to be a cheater
You talking to me greasy
I was going to get the heater
You tell me what you know about blow
Getting dough and straight warrin' with a nina
Fronting in a Benz or I was soarin' in a Bima
Lyin' in the cut
The gun is straight rubber
Like the tire on the trucks
If he is real or a liar
Put the plyer to his nuts
Or the fire to his guts
'Cause niggas is too soft
That heat make niggas cool off
Fuck ice I'm tryin' to cop the crew lofts
So we can be back in effect
I throw the barrel to the back of your neck
And hop back in the 'vette
'Cause everybody is a felon with loot
'Cause they say rap is like dust
And we the only ones sellin' the juice
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
Bitches is so sick
They throw up
So scared they don't even
Come around in places that I show up
Go ahead nigga put your dough up
Me against who nigga grow up
Bitches choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in the industry
Acting all confused don't know who you supposed to be
Chickens lost steady worrying bout who dick is tossed
Stop stallin' better get this thing before it's gone
But I ain't mad
'Cause I ain't gon' pass it on
Callin' askin can you get on my shit
'Cause your cash is gone
You won't get no sales off of me
Bitch please
Pitbull run with dogs
I don't like fleas
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
I'ma thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you fucking with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'ma do my thing
Like the motherfucking dog and the gun gun bang
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Thug in the Street Lyrics as written by Sean D Jacobs Kasseem Dean
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