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Roc The Mic
Beanie Sigel Lyrics


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Ho, ho
Bounce
Holla
Bounce, bounce, bounce

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free (Free, Sigel)
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out

I miss the hood when I'm travelin' (uh)
Get neck when I'm travelin'
Chicks peck wood when I'm travelin'
Fuck a Lex 'cause the click fit good in the Caravan
Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Take a flick if you get a chance, get that close
Fuck an advance, 'cause I get that dough
Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me
For breakfast, guaranteed to eat this toast
I'm reckless, firestarter heat your folks
A starvin artist that'll eat y'all tracks, so don't bring 'em around
I be around Ricans, vida loca
They got all the toasters, don't need no gats
I got a six stashed, leave 'em around
So I don't get left around haters around when I leave
In the winter rock short sleeves, reason? The pound
With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat blastin'
Techno-Marine shinin', marine fashion backin' 'em down
Niggas gon' keep hatin' and my clique gon' keep grindin'
Keep movin', lockin' the town

It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

It's Mack daddy, young, scrappy (uh)
No, he ain't the OG gangsta (yes, I is)
Come on, don't test I kid
I firebomb cribs like Left Eye did
Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, big or small, you can get it
Dead wrong, like tryin' to brawl or strong-arm a midget, uh
I pull the 9 out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull the MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket, stop tryin'
Take that, get back, clap iron
You know, stay low, keep firin', uh
I put the lead in the gat, the metal go clap
I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' with this radical cat
You fuck around and need a medical cap
The lead'll go clap, your head'll go back, uh
It's B. Sig' in the place to be
With two heaters on the waist of me, man, who facin' me?

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

Big nickels down your way, don't trip
Get folded down your way, got soldiers down your way
Keep quiet down your way, no lip
All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself
Or I come through with the hammer make you lose your health
Fast, roll with Dash, us move like Cassius Clay
Move yay like caskets, where there's a will there's a way
Obey my thirst, move yay through traffic
Without Sprite, without Nike's
I just do it, ball break your basket
Yeah, you damn right, without ice
I pull up, pull your honey car, stuff her basket
International post player, circle the atlas
You don't want to be ho players, circle the hood
Bend over backwards when I search 'em for Backwoods

This is Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself
All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself

Ch'yeah, ch'yea, it's the, it's the Roc, nigga
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
And another one, and another one
All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Beanie Sigel's "Roc the Mic" feature the rapper boasting about his ability to perform on the microphone and his reputation as a skilled rapper. He warns against disrespecting him and his crew, suggesting that they have the power to turn the club out with their guns, even though they prefer not to use them. The song features two other rappers, Freeway and Young Chris, who also lay down braggadocious verses over a bouncing beat.


Throughout the song, Beanie Sigel uses various metaphors to convey his dominance and power. For instance, he compares himself to an avalanche "slide through your hood like a avalanche," suggesting his unstoppable force. He also raps about how he carries guns, "I got a six stashed, leave 'em around, so I don't get left around haters around when I leave." Sigel also references his association with the Roc-A-Fella record label, stating, "It's the Roc, nigga."


Additionally, Freeway raps about his own abilities as a rapper and his access to firearms "Still watch what you say to me, prick, cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip." Young Chris concludes the song with a call to gun violence, "All of y'all need to run yourselves, go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself."


Overall, "Roc the Mic" is a song that brims with aggression, power, and bravado. It showcases the skill of the rappers associated with Roc-A-Fella records and their willingness to use deadly force if necessary.


Line by Line Meaning

Ho, ho
An exclamation used to grab attention or show excitement


Bounce
A command to move rhythmically or energetically


Holla
An invitation to communicate or a greeting


Bounce, bounce, bounce
Repetition of the previous command to emphasize the importance of moving energetically


It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free (Free, Sigel)
Introducing himself and his collaborator, emphasizing the importance of his presence


And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Claiming his skills as a rapper to be superior and capable of entertaining the audience


Still watch what you say out your mouth
Warning others to be careful of their words or actions when around him


'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out
Referencing the violent history of his associates and the potential consequences of disrespecting them


I miss the hood when I'm travelin' (uh)
Expressing nostalgia for his hometown while on the road


Get neck when I'm travelin'
Referring to sexual encounters with women while on tour


Chicks peck wood when I'm travelin'
Imagery of girls being attracted to him while he is away from home


Fuck a Lex 'cause the click fit good in the Caravan
Disregarding luxury cars and instead preferring a practical vehicle that can accommodate his friends


Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Describing his presence in a neighborhood as being fast and uncontrollable like an avalanche


Take a flick if you get a chance, get that close
Encouraging someone to take a photo with him if they have the opportunity to get close


Fuck an advance, 'cause I get that dough
Disregarding the need for an upfront payment because he is confident in his ability to make money


Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me
Threatening violence against those who have a problem with him


For breakfast, guaranteed to eat this toast
Metaphorically describing himself as a predator who will easily defeat his opponents


I'm reckless, firestarter heat your folks
Admitting to being impulsive and causing trouble wherever he goes


A starvin artist that'll eat y'all tracks, so don't bring 'em around
Promising to outshine any other artists by rapping over their tracks


I be around Ricans, vida loca
Describing his association with Puerto Rican friends and their wild lifestyle


They got all the toasters, don't need no gats
Suggesting that his associates have guns and he does not need to bring his own


I got a six stashed, leave 'em around
Admitting to carrying a gun for protection


So I don't get left around haters around when I leave
Explaining the reason for carrying a gun and being prepared to defend himself against enemies


In the winter rock short sleeves, reason? The pound
Boasting about his toughness by wearing short sleeves during cold weather and carrying a gun for protection


With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat blastin'
Threatening violence against anyone who provokes him


Techno-Marine shinin', marine fashion backin' 'em down
Describing his luxury watch and its design while hinting at his power over others


Niggas gon' keep hatin' and my clique gon' keep grindin'
Accepting the reality of haters but also emphasizing his work ethic and determination to succeed


Keep movin', lockin' the town
Encouraging himself and his team to keep progressing and maintaining their dominance


It's Freeway in the place to be, see
Introducing his collaborator and emphasizing the power of their duo


And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Reiterating his rapping skills and ability to entertain


Still watch what you say to me, prick
Repeating his warning to others to be aware of their words and actions around him


'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
Threatening violence against those who disrespect him or his team


It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
Reiterating his presence and introducing his collaborator again


'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)
Reminding others of his potential for violence and the consequences of disrespecting him or his team


It's Mack daddy, young, scrappy (uh)
Introducing himself and describing his youth and determination


No, he ain't the OG gangsta (yes, I is)
Disagreeing with those who doubt his gangster status and affirming it for himself


Come on, don't test I kid
Warning others not to provoke him


I firebomb cribs like Left Eye did
Referencing a famous incident where late hip hop artist Left Eye burned down a house


Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, big or small, you can get it
Comparing himself to the notorious Bed-Stuy area in Brooklyn and warning that anyone can be his target


Dead wrong, like tryin' to brawl or strong-arm a midget, uh
Comparing someone attempting to fight him or his team to picking on a small and helpless person


I pull the 9 out my pocket, I'm lyin
Boasting about carrying a gun and suggesting he is not afraid to use it


I pull the MAC out the closet, start firin'
Boasting about owning a more powerful gun and being prepared to use it


For you cats outta pocket, stop tryin'
Threatening violence against those who provoke him


Take that, get back, clap iron
Threatening violence in response to someone disrespecting him


You know, stay low, keep firin', uh
Encouraging himself to stay focused and be prepared for any situation


I put the lead in the gat, the metal go clap
Describing his gun and its potential to cause harm


I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' with this radical cat
Warning others to stop disrespecting him or suffer the consequences


You fuck around and need a medical cap
Threatening violence in response to someone provoking him


The lead'll go clap, your head'll go back, uh
Describing the sound and effect of his gun firing with deadly accuracy


With two heaters on the waist of me, man, who facin' me?
Boasting about carrying two guns and daring anyone to try to confront him


Big nickels down your way, don't trip
Calmly warning others not to cross him or his associates


Get folded down your way, got soldiers down your way
Suggesting that he or his associates have the power to harm or defeat anyone who crosses them


Keep quiet down your way, no lip
Warning others to stay silent and not provoke him


All of y'all need to run yourselves
Suggesting that others should avoid him and his associates


Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself
Threatening anyone who tries to harm him or his associates to harm themselves instead


Or I come through with the hammer make you lose your health
Threatening violence against anyone who provokes him or his associates


Fast, roll with Dash, us move like Cassius Clay
Describing his fast and efficient movements, comparing himself to legendary boxer Cassius Clay (Muhammad Ali)


Move yay like caskets, where there's a will there's a way
Admitting to drug dealing and promising to find a way to make money despite any obstacle


Obey my thirst, move yay through traffic
Referencing the Sprite soda slogan while boasting about his ability to sell drugs quickly and efficiently


Without Sprite, without Nike's
Contrasting his success without relying on popular brands or slogans


I just do it, ball break your basket
Pun on the Nike slogan to describe his success and the potential to cause harm


Yeah, you damn right, without ice
Confirming his success without relying on flashy jewelry


I pull up, pull your honey car, stuff her basket
Boasting about his ability to attract women and provide for them


International post player, circle the atlas
Boasting about his success and dominance over others in different countries


You don't want to be ho players, circle the hood
Warning others against disrespecting his territory and causing trouble


Bend over backwards when I search 'em for Backwoods
Suggesting that he has the power to humiliate and search others for illegal items


This is Freeway in the place to be, see
Reintroducing his collaborator and emphasizing the importance of their partnership


Ch'yeah, ch'yea, it's the, it's the Roc, nigga
Celebrating his association with superstar rapper Jay-Z and his record label, Roc-A-Fella Records


Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Repeating the opening exclamation to end the song with the same energy and excitement


And another one, and another one
Boasting about his success and hinting at more to come




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwight Grant, Justin Gregory Smith, Leslie Pridgen

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@makluvin75

Its 2023 and this still goes hard. You had to be around this era to appreciate the music

@mklightemup3567

Trust!!!

@abiymelekyahudah4thtribe

Facts πŸ’―

@juniormichelesperant6372

I'm from the late 80s ..I'm grateful

@reallife0728

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Str8 fire in 2024!πŸ”₯

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@Dave-nj4go

After 14 years, this jam is rocking. Early 2000 rap was much better then today rap

@stephanoewilks1908

without a doubt

@Ki77a_WhSpRz

David Fuller I agree, but I enjoyed both eras of the 90's and early early 2000's

@joselitorivera1318

aa

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