New Yitty
Prodigy Lyrics
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[Prodigy:]
Yeah, look here man
Every time the ball drop on New Years Eve
We toast to more money, we smoke to more cheese
Burn this one for beating my case
Then pop me another bottle and keep celebrating
When I'm always waiting for niggas to front
So I keep me a banger, catch a stunt if you want
Be like Super Dave, you fucked up
Flat out on the concrete they peeled you up like the cartoons
But this ain't fake, nah this is gon' hurt
And you gon' feel pain
I'm the results of slavery and poverty
You had the drugs and guns to equal to P
Watch how every time the drama pop off I'm on top
The niggas try that with' me and get shot
Ayo my donuts, dunn I got dumb out money
Wild paper, you niggas better run now from me
[Chorus x2: Prodigy]
New Yitty, my hand's never gritty
I'll send the young boy to destroy every living
Think outside, do inside the place
I'll just do it my self, can never be too safe out here in
[Prodigy:]
Yeah, yeah, every time I'm around my G
You know P drop that fire, ah I drop heat
Too hot to handle; too cold to hold
This two-hundred thousand on my wrist bone
This is .22 long right by the hipbone
And I got the bullets with the x's and o's
On the tips I'll shoot you in the lips
Speaking on my name just so you could get a spin
(KILLA!) Couple spins, this nigga is wack
You's a ugly dipshit, the black Craig Mack
I'm a handsome shooter, I'll simple clutch the ruger
And blow your bummer clout rot face to Bermuda
I'm a mobster, with' the two B's front to O
You pull my foul, all you gon' see is gold
And platinum music, homey go make a hit
With 15 minutes of fame consider it a gift
[Chorus x2: Prodigy]
The lyrics to Prodigy's song New Yitty delve into themes of wealth, power, and toughness. Throughout the song, Prodigy asserts his dominance and makes it clear that he will not tolerate any disrespect or threats to his reputation. He describes his wealth and material possessions, such as his expensive watch and gun, as well as his willingness to defend himself with violence if necessary. Prodigy also acknowledges his difficult upbringing, referencing slavery and poverty and implying that his success is a result of his own hard work and determination.
The chorus serves as an assertion of Prodigy's confidence and willingness to take action. He claims that his hands are never "gritty," meaning he is always clean and in control, and that he is willing to send someone else to do his dirty work if necessary. He also advises that it's important to be cautious and protect oneself in the dangerous world of "New Yitty," a term he uses to refer to New York City.
Overall, the lyrics to New Yitty reveal Prodigy's tough, no-nonsense persona and his determination to succeed despite difficult circumstances. The song is a testament to his strength and resilience, as well as his willingness to defend himself and his reputation at all costs.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, look here man
Listen closely to what I have to say
Every time the ball drop on New Years Eve
Each year on New Year's Eve, we celebrate with drinking and smoking
We toast to more money, we smoke to more cheese
We celebrate by wishing for more wealth and indulging in marijuana
Burn this one for beating my case
I'm celebrating my recent legal victory
Then pop me another bottle and keep celebrating
I'll have another drink and continue to enjoy the festivities
When I'm always waiting for niggas to front
I'm constantly on guard, ready for any confrontations that may arise
So I keep me a banger, catch a stunt if you want
I carry a gun to protect myself, and will retaliate if necessary
Be like Super Dave, you fucked up
You messed up, just like Super Dave, a character known for his failures
Flat out on the concrete they peeled you up like the cartoons
If you challenge me, you'll end up defeated and humiliated
But this ain't fake, nah this is gon' hurt
This isn't pretend, it will cause real harm
And you gon' feel pain
You will experience physical suffering
I'm the results of slavery and poverty
My struggles are a result of the oppression and hardship faced by my ancestors
You had the drugs and guns to equal to P
You may have had access to weapons and drugs, but you're not on my level
Watch how every time the drama pop off I'm on top
I always come out on top in confrontations
The niggas try that with' me and get shot
Anyone who tries to start trouble with me will be dealt with through violent means
Ayo my donuts, dunn I got dumb out money
Hey, my friends, I have a lot of money to spend
Wild paper, you niggas better run now from me
I have a lot of money to spend and am not afraid to use it to intimidate others
New Yitty, my hand's never gritty
In New York City, I'm always clean and doing well
I'll send the young boy to destroy every living
I have people who will do my bidding and eliminate any threats
Think outside, do inside the place
Be cautious and smart, even in familiar surroundings
I'll just do it my self, can never be too safe out here in
I prefer to take matters into my own hands to ensure my safety in dangerous environments
Every time I'm around my G
Whenever I'm with my close friends
You know P drop that fire, ah I drop heat
I'm known for delivering impressive verses and performances
Too hot to handle; too cold to hold
I'm powerful and formidable, but also unpredictable
This two-hundred thousand on my wrist bone
I'm flashing my expensive watch
This is .22 long right by the hipbone
I'm carrying a small gun for protection
And I got the bullets with the x's and o's
I have specialized bullets that are designed to cause damage
On the tips I'll shoot you in the lips
I'm not afraid to use my gun to harm others
Speaking on my name just so you could get a spin
You're only mentioning me to gain attention for yourself
(KILLA!) Couple spins, this nigga is wack
You're a poor performer and don't measure up to my standards
You's a ugly dipshit, the black Craig Mack
You're unattractive and untalented, similar to rapper Craig Mack
I'm a handsome shooter, I'll simple clutch the ruger
I'm a skilled marksman and will confidently wield my weapon
And blow your bummer clout rot face to Bermuda
I'll shoot you in the face and you'll end up dead or seriously injured
I'm a mobster, with' the two B's front to O
I'm a member of a criminal organization, and I'm very wealthy
You pull my foul, all you gon' see is gold
If you mess with me, you'll regret it and I'll make sure to profit from your mistake
And platinum music, homey go make a hit
I've had great success with my music, so you should try to make a hit as well
With 15 minutes of fame consider it a gift
Even a brief moment of success is worth celebrating and appreciating
Contributed by Allison R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Trent Yates
P was born to rap. He had the rhymes, the flow, the voice and the dope albums. Iβm glad we had a MC like prodigy in hip hop.
Gen C. Hall
You're right!!! I've been a fan since the infamous days, p bodied the lyrics.π―
Global Majority1
βπΎπ₯π₯π₯FACTS , RIP KING ππ―πͺπΎ
Michael Parker
P literally had a tailored made voice for murder tracks.. mobb deep best street rap group ever! Long live p
4saxon7
Top 10 MC of all time for me
Jeff Zaborowski
@4saxon7 my top dog. Got the longevity and catalog. I kno im the only one that reall8 feel that way. And i am good with that.
4saxon7
@Jeff Zaborowski same here bro Iβm pretty sure most people who really into they really hip hop know that from 95/2001 No one could fuck with him
Marc Lo
Absolutely not. Prodigy is my grand champ as well. And ICe-T has him at the top too. You ainβt alone homie
SYNTAX ERROR
"Im the result of slavery and poverty, mad drugs and guns are equal to P"
One of the illest lines ever