In contrast to most styles of Southern rap, Memphis rap is remarkably down-tempo and decidedly not party-oriented. Memphis rap rarely, if ever, samples old R&B or rock songs, a practice that has become commonplace in Southern rap. Sampling is confined mostly to movie sound-bites. Many rappers coming out of Memphis today have abandoned Memphis rap and fit stylistically with the majority of Southern rap (i.e. Three 6 Mafia, Eightball & MJG). Nonetheless, rappers like Mr. Sche and Nasty Nardo have kept the style alive, while the sound has spread through cities in the south and midwest.
Knife Talk
Drake Lyrics
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Ski mask on my face, sometimes you gotta cheat
To stay ahead in this bitch-a (gang), drank syrup like it's liquor
Street life'll have you catchin' up to God quicker (yeah, gang)
Sticker, AK-40 to your liver
Let the chopper bang on you like a Blood or a Cripper (gang)
Flipper, so much bread, I'm a gymnast
Made so much money off of dummies, off of dummies (yeah, gang)
I'm mister body catcher, Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
Ain't no regular F-150, this a fuckin' Raptor
No capper, street nigga, not a rapper
Chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
Smith & Wesson, I'm 4L Gang reppin'
We done baptized more niggas than a damn reverend (yeah)
Kappa Alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin'
Who you checkin'? This FN shoot East to West End (gang)
Yeah
I heard Papi outside
And he got the double-R droppy outside
Checked the weather and it's gettin' real oppy outside
I'ma drop this shit and have these pussies droppin' like some motherfuckin' flies
Type of nigga that can't look me in the eyes
I despise
When I see you, better put that fuckin' pride to the side
Many times, plenty times, I survived
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this nigga dies
Keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the 6, and we don't spare sissies
I fuck with her, and fuck with her, and her
I hit up err and tell him do the err, for sure
Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts
Gang shit, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
'Til his brains hang and his mama sang
And the pastor sang and them bullets sang
And them choppers sang and the choir sang
I'm on everything
Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game
Tell the coach don't take me out, I like to finish games
And my pen insane, and my men insane
There's like eighty of us now, that's the scary thing
Shit they doin' on that other side embarrassing
We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
All this shit is for my son, 'cause he's inheritin' it
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you)
Gang (yeah)
(Metro)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on, yeah
The lyrics in Drake's "Knife Talk" depict a life of violence and struggle in the streets. The rapper describes the necessity of carrying his pistol in order to protect himself and those around him from danger. He admits that sometimes cheating is necessary to succeed in the criminal world. Drake compares the danger of the street life to catching up with God faster, indicating that it is a life of high risk and that death is always imminent. The lyrics reflect a lifestyle that glamorizes guns, violence, and the survival of the fittest. He uses harsh language to describe his desire for vengeance against his rivals and his triumph over them.
The song speaks to the culture of gang life and the glorification of death among young men in black communities. It is both a celebration and a warning about the realities of such a lifestyle. The lyrics touch on themes such as loyalty, strength, and survival. The rapper emphasizes the importance of staying alert, being armed, and staying true to his roots.
Overall, the lyrics of “Knife Talk” are a candid and open portrayal of the dark realities of street life, danger, and bullying in society.
Line by Line Meaning
I gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon' bleed the streets
I need to provide for the people in my community, even if it means resorting to violence to protect them.
Ski mask on my face, sometimes you gotta cheat
To stay ahead in this bitch-a (gang), drank syrup like it's liquor
To survive in this violent world, sometimes you have to do whatever it takes, even if it means breaking the rules and using substances to cope.
Street life'll have you catchin' up to God quicker (yeah, gang)
Living a dangerous life on the streets can cause you to die young and face judgment before your time.
Sticker, AK-40 to your liver
Let the chopper bang on you like a Blood or a Cripper (gang)
I have a sticker or decal on my gun, and I'm not afraid to use it violently on my enemies, even if they are part of rival gangs.
Flipper, so much bread, I'm a gymnast
Made so much money off of dummies, off of dummies (yeah, gang)
I've made a lot of money from people who are foolish enough to get involved in dangerous activities, and I'm so successful that I feel like a gymnast.
I'm mister body catcher, Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
Ain't no regular F-150, this a fuckin' Raptor
I have a reputation for killing people and taking souls, and my car is not just any ordinary vehicle, it's a powerful and intimidating Raptor.
No capper, street nigga, not a rapper
Chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
I'm not lying, I'm a real street guy, not like these other fake rappers. And when I use my gun, it's so powerful that it makes my enemies helpless and vulnerable.
Smith & Wesson, I'm 4L Gang reppin'
We done baptized more niggas than a damn reverend (yeah)
I represent the 4L Gang and we've killed so many people that it's like a baptism, but instead of cleansing sin, we're spreading violence and death.
Kappa Alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin'
Who you checkin'? This FN shoot East to West End (gang)
I'm a member of Kappa Alpha Psi, and my gang is constantly on the move, watching our enemies and making sure we're always one step ahead. If you try to mess with us, we'll use our guns to shoot you no matter where you are.
Yeah
I heard Papi outside
And he got the double-R droppy outside
Checked the weather and it's gettin' real oppy outside
I'ma drop this shit and have these pussies droppin' like some motherfuckin' flies
I heard that some dangerous people are outside, and they have an expensive Rolls-Royce parked outside. I know that there is trouble brewing, so I'm going to use my weapons to kill my enemies and make them run away.
Type of nigga that can't look me in the eyes
I despise
When I see you, better put that fuckin' pride to the side
Many times, plenty times, I survived
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this nigga dies
I'm the kind of person who is so intimidating that my enemies can't even look me in the eyes. When I see them, they need to put their pride aside, because I've survived many conflicts and I'm not afraid to kill anyone who challenges me.
Keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the 6, and we don't spare sissies
I always carry guns and smoke weed, and I'm so eager to use my Glock that it leaves marks on my enemies' skin. Anyone who tries to challenge me from the streets is a coward and can't do anything to harm me. I'm from Toronto, and we don't show mercy to anyone who is weak or scared.
I fuck with her, and fuck with her, and her
I hit up err and tell him do the err, for sure
Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts
I have multiple women in my life, and sometimes I ask my associates to do me favors without asking questions. I used black magic to curse one of my enemies, and while he was dealing with the effects, I went on vacation to Turks and Caicos. My associates made sure that our enemies were hurt where it would really affect them.
Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
'Til his brains hang and his mama sang
And the pastor sang and them bullets sang
And them choppers sang and the choir sang
I want my guns to keep firing and causing destruction until my enemies are dead to the point where their brains are exposed, their mothers are crying, and even the church is singing.
I'm on everything
Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game
Tell the coach don't take me out, I like to finish games
And my pen insane, and my men insane
There's like eighty of us now, that's the scary thing
Shit they doin' on that other side embarrassing
We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
All this shit is for my son, 'cause he's inheritin' it
I'm involved in everything, even high-end jewelry like my expensive tennis chain. I even wore it to the US Open to show off my wealth and status. I refuse to be taken out of the game and have a team of loyal men who are also insane. We're getting so powerful that it's starting to scare us. The other gangs are embarrassing with what they're doing, so we're taking our expensive jewelry to Paris. I'm doing all of this so that my son can inherit it and be just as powerful as I am.
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you)
Gang (yeah)
(Metro)
If my associate Metro doesn't trust you, then you're in trouble and I'm willing to use violence to take care of the issue. It's all about my gang and our loyalty to each other.
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
It's all about my gang and being as violent and powerful as possible. I'm constantly thinking about how to protect myself and my community with guns and violence.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Jerami Davis, Jordan Michael Houston, Leland Tyler Wayne, Patrick Earl Houston, Peter Lee Johnson, Rakim Mayers, Robert Mandell, Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
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Samet Karaca
LYRICSSSS
I gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon' bleed the streets
Ski mask on my face, sometimes you gotta cheat
To stay ahead in this bitch-a (gang), drank syrup like it's liquor
Street life'll have you catchin' up to God quicker (yeah, gang)
Sticker, AK-40 to your liver
Let the chopper bang on you like a Blood or a Cripper (gang)
Flipper, so much bread, I'm a gymnast
Made so much money off of dummies, off of dummies (yeah, gang)
I'm mister body catcher, Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
Ain't no regular F-150, this a fuckin' Raptor
No capper, street nigga, not a rapper
Chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
Smith & Wesson, I'm 4L Gang reppin'
We done baptized more niggas than a damn reverend (yeah)
Kappa Alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin'
Who you checkin'? This FN shoot East to West End (gang)
Yeah
I heard Papi outside
And he got the double-R droppy outside
Checked the weather and it's gettin' real oppy outside
I'ma drop this shit and have these pussies droppin' like some motherfuckin' flies
Type of nigga that can't look me in the eyes
I despise
When I see you, better put that fuckin' pride to the side
Many times, plenty times, I survived
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this nigga dies
Keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
I come straight up out the 6, and we don't spare sissies
I fuck with her, and fuck with her, and her
I hit up err and tell him do the err, for sure
Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts
Gang shit, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
'Til his brains hang and his mama sang
And the pastor sang and them bullets sang
And them choppers sang and the choir sang
I'm on everything
Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game
Tell the coach don't take me out, I like to finish games
And my pen insane, and my men insane
There's like eighty of us now, that's the scary thing
Shit they doin' on that other side embarrassing
We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
All this shit is for my son, 'cause he's inheritin' it
Gang (yeah)
(Metro)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit, that's all I'm on
Gang shit, that's all I'm on, yeah
Christian Trumpour
LETS ALL JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO GIVE PROJECT PAT SOME FLOWERS FOR THAT INTRO THAT BE STUCK IN OUR HEADS
Mike Garcia
Yes sirrr
Tha9th WonderTV
Best part of the song...
Dave Wheat
juicy j blueprints
Jacob Hinson
That was a great intro
Mudd_Butt
Listen to the original bro.. “feed the streets” Juicy J feat. Project Pat 🔥🔥🔥
Dwayne
Pat is a DAMN LEGEND. A lot of people don't realize the impact that Pat, Juicy and DJ Paul have on the landscape of of hip hop today
surpiers
I genuinely don’t know, what kind of impact did they have on hip hop of today? Asking in a plea of curiosity
Soul Snatcher
Facts 💯
BUCK5HOT
@surpiers 36mafia👌