The Animal
9th Wonder Lyrics


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I heard your style and I beat you nigga
Your whole album I sleep through nigga
'cause 'Te's an avalanche so call an ambulance
And tell 'em to pick up ya people nigga
Don't call Pharocon to squash it
Better yet call the sheriff
And the coroner's office
Tell 'em there's a dead body
In the corner of Lawson
And Alston, I would proceed with caution
These motherfucka's really think the 'Te done lost it
He sold a couple records now they think he flossin'
But I ain't stopped battling, I just stopped rattling
Off rhymes for free 'cuz y'all were making me nauseous
Understand fucka I'm gon win regardless
I still got the hunger pains from my apartment
When me and 9th were both splittin' cans of StarKist
Arguing about who LP was the hardest
And a hand full of CD's ready to burn
Some real hip hop for your listening nerves
A year later hooked up with a nigga named Murs
Now everybody play our records for they women and churn
Jay-Lee got the Eastcoast getting the loot
Living Legends on the Westcoast, ready to shoot
Get ourselves while they call up the troops
Phonte Taylor made for the game y'all just following suits

Hey yo the animals, ready for war, destined for combat
Play the CD or tape and then rewind that
You want beef motherfucker never mind that
(And if he owe me money, bitch nigga better find that)
We animals, ready for war, destined for combat
Play the CD or tape and then rewind that
So let me know where ya mind at? (what!)

Murs 3:16 meets Foreign Exchange
Keep ya ear to the speaker, quit ignoring the names
Welcome to the next level, top floor in the game
Felize done hooked up with a clubbed-out nigga so
Skip the sidekick, I'm a nextel nigga
If I hit ya on the chirp, with a verse you better roger that
Picture word-perfect from the land where the Dodgers at
Trying to get some money with some pussy on the side of that
Never have to ask where my killas or my riders at
But when fake gangstas try to find where them dollars at
Go to any city where there's pretty ma's to holla at
The illest in your state, one on the tour-date
And more-great, than your grandfather's father
'Te I know it gotta hurt a man they stand by the slaughter
Oughta be locked away when I rock this way
Get rocked on the airwaves but not for play
If my heart should stop and I drop today
I went against all odds and I got my way

Hey yo the animals, ready for war, destined for combat
Play the CD or tape and then rewind that
You want beef motherfucker never mind that
(And if he owe me money, bitch nigga better find that)
We animals, ready for war, destined for combat




Play the CD or tape and then rewind that
So let me know where ya mind at? (what!)

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, 9th Wonder is expressing his confidence and aggression towards other artists who underestimate him. He starts by asserting his superiority, claiming that he easily overpowers his rivals and finds their music unimpressive. He likens himself to an avalanche, suggesting his music is unstoppable and overwhelming. The imagery of an avalanche is further reinforced by the mention of calling an ambulance to pick up the defeated artists.


9th Wonder dismisses the idea of seeking resolution through peaceful means, as he sarcastically suggests involving Pharocon, the sheriff, and the coroner's office to deal with the aftermath of his lyrical attack. He wants to show his opponents that their resistance is futile and that he will leave them defeated and lifeless figuratively in the corner.


The lyrics also reveal 9th Wonder's dedication and hunger to succeed in the music industry. He reminisces about his early struggles, living in an apartment with producer 9th Wonder and arguing about who had the best LP. Despite the challenges, his determination remains strong, and he fills his lyrical content with passion and substance. He mentions his collaboration with Murs, which has gained them recognition and popularity among listeners.


The second verse introduces Murs as a collaborator, demonstrating their unity and strength as a team. They are not afraid of confrontation and are always prepared for war. The "animals" metaphor suggests their ferocity and readiness to battle. They challenge anyone who tries to oppose them, emphasizing their confidence in their skills.


Murs highlights the significance of their collaboration, describing it as the meeting of Murs 3:16 (his own project) and Foreign Exchange (9th Wonder's group). He asserts that they are operating on a higher level, claiming the top floor of the music industry. Their chemistry and talent make them a force to be reckoned with.


Overall, these lyrics reflect 9th Wonder and Murs' determination, confidence, and unity as they assert their dominance in the rap game. They are unapologetically aggressive towards other artists who underestimate them and are ready to show the world their undeniable talent.


Line by Line Meaning

I heard your style and I beat you nigga
I listened to your style and I outperformed you


Your whole album I sleep through nigga
I find your entire album uninteresting and unimpressive


'cause 'Te's an avalanche so call an ambulance
Because my talent and skill are overwhelming, call for help


And tell 'em to pick up ya people nigga
And tell them to gather your crew, as they will need support


Don't call Pharocon to squash it
Don't involve Pharocon to resolve the situation peacefully


Better yet call the sheriff
Instead, call the law enforcement authorities


And the coroner's office
And call the department responsible for handling deceased individuals


Tell 'em there's a dead body
Inform them that someone has been killed


In the corner of Lawson
In the specific location of Lawson


And Alston, I would proceed with caution
And in Alston, I advise you to be careful


These motherfucka's really think the 'Te done lost it
These individuals truly believe that I have lost my edge and talent


He sold a couple records now they think he flossin'
Because I sold a few records, they mistakenly assume that I am flaunting my success


But I ain't stopped battling, I just stopped rattling
But I haven't stopped engaging in rap battles, I just stopped boasting incessantly


Off rhymes for free 'cause y'all were making me nauseous
I used to give away rhymes for free, but now I charge because your presence was making me sick


Understand fucka I'm gon win regardless
You should understand that I will win no matter what


I still got the hunger pains from my apartment
I still have the drive and ambition I had when I lived in a small apartment


When me and 9th were both splittin' cans of StarKist
When 9th Wonder and I were sharing cans of StarKist tuna


Arguing about who LP was the hardest
Engaging in debates about which hip-hop artist had the most impactful album


And a hand full of CD's ready to burn
And with a handful of CDs ready to distribute


Some real hip hop for your listening nerves
Authentic hip hop music prepared to stimulate your auditory senses


A year later hooked up with a nigga named Murs
A year later, I collaborated with an artist called Murs


Now everybody play our records for they women and churn
Nowadays, everyone plays our songs to impress their romantic partners and get excited


Jay-Lee got the Eastcoast getting the loot
Jay-Lee is successfully obtaining money on the East Coast


Living Legends on the Westcoast, ready to shoot
The Living Legends group from the West Coast is prepared for action


Get ourselves while they call up the troops
We are preparing ourselves as they bring in reinforcements


Phonte Taylor made for the game y'all just following suits
Phonte Taylor is perfectly tailored for the rap game, while others are merely imitating


Hey yo the animals, ready for war, destined for combat
Hey, we, the artists, are fierce and prepared for battle


Play the CD or tape and then rewind that
Listen to our music repeatedly to fully appreciate it


You want beef motherfucker never mind that
If you are looking for a confrontation, then disregard that thought


(And if he owe me money, bitch nigga better find that)
(And if someone owes me money, they better locate it quickly)


We animals, ready for war, destined for combat
We, the artists, are fierce and prepared for battle


So let me know where ya mind at? (what!)
So inform me of your thoughts and intentions


Murs 3:16 meets Foreign Exchange
The collaboration between Murs 3:16 and Foreign Exchange begins


Keep ya ear to the speaker, quit ignoring the names
Pay attention to the music, stop disregarding the artists' names


Welcome to the next level, top floor in the game
Welcome to the highest level of the rap game


Felize done hooked up with a clubbed-out nigga so
Felize has formed a partnership with a wealthy individual, resulting in


Skip the sidekick, I'm a nextel nigga
Ignore the lesser individuals, I am on a higher level


If I hit ya on the chirp, with a verse you better roger that
If I contact you via a two-way radio, you better acknowledge and accept my verse


Picture word-perfect from the land where the Dodgers at
Imagine precise and impeccable lyrics originating from the region of the Los Angeles Dodgers


Trying to get some money with some pussy on the side of that
Attempting to secure wealth while having romantic partners accompanying the journey


Never have to ask where my killas or my riders at
I never need to inquire about the whereabouts of my tough associates or loyal supporters


But when fake gangstas try to find where them dollars at
However, when phony gangsters attempt to locate wealth


Go to any city where there's pretty ma's to holla at
They go to cities where attractive women are present to seek attention


The illest in your state, one on the tour-date
I am the most skilled artist from your state, performing on this specific tour date


And more-great, than your grandfather's father
And even greater than your ancestor's ancestor, showcasing my excellence


'Te I know it gotta hurt a man they stand by the slaughter
I know it must be painful for individuals to witness my overwhelming success


Oughta be locked away when I rock this way
Those who oppose me should be confined when I perform in this manner


Get rocked on the airwaves but not for play
My music dominates the radio waves, but it's not due to trivial reasons


If my heart should stop and I drop today
If my heart were to cease beating and I were to pass away today


I went against all odds and I got my way
I defied all difficulties and managed to achieve success on my terms




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: JAZ COLEMAN, KEVIN WALKER, MARTIN GLOVER, MATTHEW FERGUSON

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Comments from YouTube:

Realest1979

Phonte can kill a verse.

suf_

Definitely one of my all time favourite songs. Everything is on point.

Christian A.Villette

Same I get super nostalgia when I hear this track always stays with you

Cjguinness

Lyrics, beats, style, class, nuff said !

Alfred Cowans

Yes Saaaa💪👌😎

Iniki Porth

This whole album is a banger from start to finish one of the few albums yu can pick up n listen to every song without skipping REAL HIPHOP

Zar Sentinel

Realest lyricists to ever bless the mic. People need to listen to this, instead of that junk-food on the radios.

Spike Razzor

Man, I love this song so much. The beat just gives you that summer night in the city feel, anyone feel me?

GoldenSoul1

Beat is out this world! Murs & Phonte come correct as usual!!

Michael Dodson

“When me n 9th was broke, splittin cans of starkist” 🤦🏾‍♂️ This song will live forever

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