Mechanic
50 Cent Lyrics


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[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
R.I.P. to Tupac
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Nigga roll that good shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high

[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man
My first 14 grams took that and made a grand
I do this you knew this I told you pussy
You're fate you're death date ill fucking come for you pussy
Have you like ei-ei-uh oh after the 44 blow
I get low they say I go like a pro
Its a rap when I'm doseing
You smoked like a roach
You been clapped then in fact there's no coming back from that
I'm the last of my breed
No henny no weed
Just my vest and my semi
In the back of that bentley
I'm nos and I'm bras
See I'm there and I'm gone
Cause my loyals is strong
And my money here is long
So when I'm right I'm right
And when I'm wrong I'm right
Ill hit your ass up right
Nigga its nighty night

[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
R.I.P. to Tupac
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Nigga roll that good shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high

[VERSE 2: TONY YAYO]
Hey yo I'm higher than a pilot man
Ill cut your body man
Beat the case I lied on a polygram
These ogs talk about back in the days
I have an r.i.p. sign on your myspace page
I'm your top eight nigga
Drop eight nigga
GCT coupe its sour grape nigga
I'm an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist
I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks
I wear gold you wear platinum we still got the same cars
Same house and still fuck the same broads
Dreams of fucking an r&b bitch
Yeah you look good girl but get your teeth fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking like flip

[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
R.I.P. to Tupac
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high




Nigga roll that good shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high

Overall Meaning

The Mechanic by 50 Cent is an ode to the late Biggie Smalls and Tupac, two of the most prominent rappers who were killed in the 1990s in drive-by shootings. The chorus is a rallying call to raise one's hands and pay homage to the late rappers. The song is full of references to the hood culture and the struggles of the black community. 50 Cent's verses are full of violent imagery, representing the harsh realities of the streets. In the first verse, 50 Cent talks about how he was raised by the hood and how he got into the drug game. He talks about the violence and the ruthlessness of the streets and how he survived through it all. The second verse is a guest verse by Tony Yayo, who talks about his drug business and his sexual conquests. The verse is full of braggadocio and boasts about his success.


The Mechanic is a hard-hitting song that showcases 50 Cent's street cred and his ability to rap about controversial subjects with ease. It is a tribute to the fallen rappers and a call to arms for the hip-hop community. The song was released in 2006 as part of 50 Cent's album, The Re-Up.


Line by Line Meaning

Man I run this rap shit
I'm the boss of the rap industry


Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Put your hands up in the air


Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
RIP Biggie Smalls


R.I.P. to Tupac
RIP Tupac


Nigga roll that good shit
Roll up some good weed


You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
Let's fight, I'll take care of you


I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
I'm carrying a gun and I'm relaxed


Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man
I grew up in the hood


My first 14 grams took that and made a grand
I made money selling drugs


I do this you knew this I told you pussy
I'm good at what I do, don't mess with me


You're fate you're death date ill fucking come for you pussy
I'll kill you if you mess with me


Have you like ei-ei-uh oh after the 44 blow
You'll be in bad shape after I shoot you


I get low they say I go like a pro
I'm good at escaping


Its a rap when I'm doseing
You're done when I'm involved


You smoked like a roach
You're weak and defeated


You been clapped then in fact there's no coming back from that
If I shoot you, you're not surviving


I'm the last of my breed
I'm a unique individual


No henny no weed
I don't need alcohol or weed


Just my vest and my semi In the back of that bentley
I carry a gun and I have a fancy car


I'm nos and I'm bras
I'm all about loyalty


See I'm there and I'm gone
I'm unpredictable


Cause my loyals is strong And my money here is long
I'm rich and my friends are loyal


So when I'm right I'm right And when I'm wrong I'm right
I'm always right


Ill hit your ass up right
I'll shoot you


Nigga its nighty night
Goodnight


Hey yo I'm higher than a pilot man Ill cut your body man
I'm high and I'm dangerous


Beat the case I lied on a polygram
I lied to avoid legal trouble


These ogs talk about back in the days I have an r.i.p. sign on your myspace page
I'll kill you and commemorate you on social media


I'm your top eight nigga Drop eight nigga
I'm better than you


GCT coupe its sour grape nigga
I have an expensive car


I'm an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks
I have access to drugs and I'm dangerous


I wear gold you wear platinum we still got the same cars Same house and still fuck the same broads
We may have different jewelry, but we still have the same lifestyle


Dreams of fucking an r&b bitch Yeah you look good girl but get your teeth fixed
I want to sleep with an R&B singer, but she needs dental work


I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
I'm unbreakable and I'm successful


You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
You're too good for the people you're with


760 drive by light tint With two hoes in the whip looking like flip
I drive a fancy car and have women with me




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Comments from YouTube:

@EliteStudio

Nobody can ride on these beats like G-Unit

@mani2130

very underrated 50 cent song, this is a masterpiece

@OfficialBomberZ

Alchemist killed it with this beat, one of the best producers of the 2000's.

@jamaicasouthside640

What song IS originaly from?

@peterscoop2647

@@jamaicasouthside640 Prodigy - Money Is A Weapon

@rawrebel3883

​@@jamaicasouthside640 ice cube

@samehelnoor9600

​@@jamaicasouthside640B B king- chains and things

@coldcorner9902

please dont say you are one of those fucking weirdos who think a song and a sample is a same thing lmfao. he asked who Alchemist made the beat to@@samehelnoor9600

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@rwhite2169

We took this era of 50 cent for granted

@thaistomp

big fax

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