This is one of my favorite songs. https://fnfgo.io
[Intro: Too $hort]
You in the mix with Too $hort
[Verse 1: ALLBLACK]
Attitude on too sheezy
Sixteenth letter of the alphabet, I'm certified, believe me
My campaign is so greezy, that alcohol was too easy
Take off your hat before you greet me
No hand outs, no freebies
Can't afford to lose my life or go to jail, my people need me
F.A.B. called me 6 AM, I just left the booth
Said I ran plays on Salute Me and Pie 22
Told me let's work, I said what's good? I'm lacing up the boots
Flight leave at six up to So Cal to get some game from Snoop
It just hit me, I'm surrounded by panthers and lions
Huey P. Newton's, Bobby Seale's, black kings, we timeless
I don't tap out, I do not quit
Yes I'm a dog but not the bitch
Red nosed pit but I'm mixed
ALLBLACK ready, I stand tall like a Great Dane in this bitch
Don't do leashes, no leftovers, I ain't locked behind no fifth
Pass a dog, give Rollo the keys so he can drive my whip
It's a rager at Cal Berkley, got the addy, bitch it's lit
I like to party with white crowds who play pony shit
I mix brown and clear together, y'all ain't bent how I be bent
Forgot to introduce myself, I'm your real daddy bitch
E14 to Post Street, don't wear no suits and I don't limp
Run all fades and I pull cards, I'm anti to simps
Hibachi chicken over rice, I do not fuck with shrimp
I'm from Oakland, ain't no fuckin' city like mine
Marcus Peters in that booth, bitch it's game time
Came back home, runnin' my city like I'm Marshawn
Foothill boys, roll with the forty when I was on my grind
It's BLACK
[Chorus: Cash Click Boog]
Nigga I been gettin' money for a long time
It took all day to count them bands, that's a long time
Nigga I been gettin' paid for a long time
I ain't seen no rainy days in a long time
A long time, a long time
My diamonds shining but my Rollie say the wrong time
Every time your bitch say she need alone time
She with me, I'ma get some love me long time
[Verse 2: Rockin Rolla]
Poochie's son, everybody know my mama
Catch a flight to the Bay, everybody 'bout that drama
Can't swim in the bay, it's a school of piranhas
Where them bands, it ain't a dollar in your wallet
You ain't really from the Bay, what you know 'bout carryin' drama?
Snatch my chain, it's a shootout
Fuckin' right, I talk my shit and tell the truth
Give a fuck about no rhyming
I be trippin' out in public, I be trippin' when I'm private nigga, Rolla
[Verse 3: Cash Click Boog]
Yeah, I been said I'm the coolest in the city
It's good where I step, everybody fuckin' with me from
Ice City to Brookfield, my niggas is too real
They shootin' that real steel, these niggas will kill Bill
Posted on the corner 'cause we had to
Long day at work, late nights bringing in the food
Campus Village baby, Lower Bottom raised me
I'll be damned if I let a nigga play me, bah
[Chorus: Cash Click Boog]
Nigga I been gettin' money for a long time
It took all day to count them bands, that's a long time
Nigga I been gettin' paid for a long time
I ain't seen no rainy days in a long time
A long time, a long time
My diamonds shining but my Rollie say the wrong time
Every time your bitch say she need alone time
She with me, I'ma get some love me long time
[Outro: Too $hort]
Hella Disrespectful
It's that Bay shit
We in the mix
This ain't the new Too $hort album
It's the mixtape
You in the mix with Too $hort
[Verse 1: ALLBLACK]
Attitude on too sheezy
Sixteenth letter of the alphabet, I'm certified, believe me
My campaign is so greezy, that alcohol was too easy
Take off your hat before you greet me
No hand outs, no freebies
Can't afford to lose my life or go to jail, my people need me
F.A.B. called me 6 AM, I just left the booth
Said I ran plays on Salute Me and Pie 22
Told me let's work, I said what's good? I'm lacing up the boots
Flight leave at six up to So Cal to get some game from Snoop
It just hit me, I'm surrounded by panthers and lions
Huey P. Newton's, Bobby Seale's, black kings, we timeless
I don't tap out, I do not quit
Yes I'm a dog but not the bitch
Red nosed pit but I'm mixed
ALLBLACK ready, I stand tall like a Great Dane in this bitch
Don't do leashes, no leftovers, I ain't locked behind no fifth
Pass a dog, give Rollo the keys so he can drive my whip
It's a rager at Cal Berkley, got the addy, bitch it's lit
I like to party with white crowds who play pony shit
I mix brown and clear together, y'all ain't bent how I be bent
Forgot to introduce myself, I'm your real daddy bitch
E14 to Post Street, don't wear no suits and I don't limp
Run all fades and I pull cards, I'm anti to simps
Hibachi chicken over rice, I do not fuck with shrimp
I'm from Oakland, ain't no fuckin' city like mine
Marcus Peters in that booth, bitch it's game time
Came back home, runnin' my city like I'm Marshawn
Foothill boys, roll with the forty when I was on my grind
It's BLACK
[Chorus: Cash Click Boog]
Nigga I been gettin' money for a long time
It took all day to count them bands, that's a long time
Nigga I been gettin' paid for a long time
I ain't seen no rainy days in a long time
A long time, a long time
My diamonds shining but my Rollie say the wrong time
Every time your bitch say she need alone time
She with me, I'ma get some love me long time
[Verse 2: Rockin Rolla]
Poochie's son, everybody know my mama
Catch a flight to the Bay, everybody 'bout that drama
Can't swim in the bay, it's a school of piranhas
Where them bands, it ain't a dollar in your wallet
You ain't really from the Bay, what you know 'bout carryin' drama?
Snatch my chain, it's a shootout
Fuckin' right, I talk my shit and tell the truth
Give a fuck about no rhyming
I be trippin' out in public, I be trippin' when I'm private nigga, Rolla
[Verse 3: Cash Click Boog]
Yeah, I been said I'm the coolest in the city
It's good where I step, everybody fuckin' with me from
Ice City to Brookfield, my niggas is too real
They shootin' that real steel, these niggas will kill Bill
Posted on the corner 'cause we had to
Long day at work, late nights bringing in the food
Campus Village baby, Lower Bottom raised me
I'll be damned if I let a nigga play me, bah
[Chorus: Cash Click Boog]
Nigga I been gettin' money for a long time
It took all day to count them bands, that's a long time
Nigga I been gettin' paid for a long time
I ain't seen no rainy days in a long time
A long time, a long time
My diamonds shining but my Rollie say the wrong time
Every time your bitch say she need alone time
She with me, I'ma get some love me long time
[Outro: Too $hort]
Hella Disrespectful
It's that Bay shit
We in the mix
This ain't the new Too $hort album
It's the mixtape
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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
Mental Istid
Ebba Grön
Ebba Grön
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.
I Can't Go To Sleep
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
This song is written as the perspective of the boys in the street, as a whole, and what path they are going to choose as they get older and grow into men. (This is why the music video takes place in an orphanage.) The seen, and unseen collective suffering is imbedded in the boys’ mind, consciously or subconsciously, and is haunting them. Which path will the boys choose? Issac Hayes is the voice of reason, maybe God, the angel on his shoulder, or the voice of his forefathers from beyond the grave who can see the big picture and are pleading with the boys not to continue the violence and pattern of killing their brothers, but to rise above. The most beautiful song and has so many levels. Racism towards African Americans in America would not exist if everyone sat down and listened to this song and understood the history behind the words. The power, fear, pleading in RZA and Ghostface voices are genuine and powerful. Issac Hayes’ strong voice makes the perfect strong father figure, who is possibly from beyond the grave.
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.
No Surprises
Radiohead
Radiohead
Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"--being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. But he's so complacent with it. This is a good summary of the song. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. But there is seemingly no way out but death. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.