All Day
AMB Lyrics


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All day, each and every which way.
We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game!
All day, each and every which way.
We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game!

Otis:
I'm hiding out in the dark in all of them cemetary places
And I put tattoo teardrops on all the dead bodie's faces
Cause it is they who cry for us and if I may bust
And seperate all the hate from those who are down with us and when I say "Rush!"
It's like a thousand knives and hatchets to your head
It's the Ginsu-nami makin' these black streets red (what I said?)
The dead meets and plot so be afraid
We're makin' zombies with bodies and then unleash what we made, it's all day!

Monoxide:
All of my lifetime, waitin' and gradually seperatin' all of the rational thinkin' from out of my mind
Rewind and everybody comes to find out that that's why people like you die or either hide out
I got you glowin' and I'm squeezin' like Darth Vader
And I'm hopin' now that I can introduce you to your maker.
All it takes is a little bit of my hate to get it goin' from zero to f**kin' totally insane
And I'm knowin' that -

Chorus x 2:
All day, each and every which way.
We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game!
Who want it? WHAT?
Step and you get F**KED UP
Whoever want it with US
LIKE WHAT
Want it with US
LIKE WHAT

Bonez Dubb:
Lazy eyes that be lookin' in all directions
My crazy mind that you can't get with no connections
Protection is brought to me from the dead
It's an army of the anti-life, so what's ahead
Is a muthaf**kin' beat down, we stick around
All the wack can hate
And change pace after we murderin' all the snakes and fakes
Keepin' it wicked, but don't know if it's enough
I'm takin' a picture of the sickest form of love, it's f**ked up!

Madrox:
I'm all day, 24/7 like 7/11 spittin' venom on a mission to get to heaven
We hellish and people relish the transition of a scrub
To a kamakaze who got little to no love (What?)
What you got? Nothin', I'm bein' positive
I ain't even trippin', my whole lifestyle is monsterous
As a hatchet with a broken handle and a course blade
Your wig belongs to us, consider your debt paid. ALL DAY!

Chorus x 4:
All day, each and every which way.
We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game!
Who want it? WHAT?
Step and you get F**KED UP
Whoever want it with US
LIKE WHAT




Want it with US
LIKE WHAT

Overall Meaning

The song "All Day" by American rap group AMB talks about their dangerous and ruthless lives, using violent imagery and language to describe their actions. The chorus repeats the phrase "all day, each and every which way, we spit flames, steady playin' a sick game," which talks about them unleashing their fury and life-crushing skills on anyone who crosses them. The first verse, delivered by Otis, describes him hiding out in the dark places of a cemetery, putting tattoo teardrops on dead bodies' faces and plotting to take down their enemies. He talks about making zombies with bodies and unleashing them as part of his attack.


The second verse, delivered by Monoxide, talks about his gradual decline into madness and how he enjoys squeezing the life out of his enemies, hoping to introduce them to their maker. He talks about how his hatred can take him from zero to totally insane in no time. The third verse, delivered by Bonez Dubb, talks about his protection coming from the dead and how an army of the anti-life is ahead, ready to take on their enemies. He talks about sticking around and murdering all the snakes and fakes who get in their way.


The final verse, delivered by Madrox, talks about spitting venom all day, every day, on a mission to get to heaven. He talks about his monstrous lifestyle and how he will take down anyone who owes him a debt. Overall, the song is violent and intense and portrays the group's tough, dangerous persona.


Line by Line Meaning

All day, each and every which way.
We are unstoppable all day long, in every way possible.


We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game!
Our words are like flames and we constantly play a twisted game.


I'm hiding out in the dark in all of them cemetary places
I am hiding in the darkness of cemeteries.


And I put tattoo teardrops on all the dead bodie's faces
I tattoo teardrops on the faces of the deceased because they cry for us.


Cause it is they who cry for us and if I may bust
The dead cry for us and I will attack those who oppose us.


And seperate all the hate from those who are down with us and when I say "Rush!"
I distinguish between those who hate us and those who support us and I command to attack.


It's like a thousand knives and hatchets to your head
Our attack feels like a thousand sharp knives and hatchets to your head.


It's the Ginsu-nami makin' these black streets red (what I said?)
Our destructive force turns the black streets red like a tsunami of sharp blades.


All of my lifetime, waitin' and gradually seperatin' all of the rational thinkin' from out of my mind
Throughout my life, I have been waiting and slowly dividing my rational thinking from my mind.


Rewind and everybody comes to find out that that's why people like you die or either hide out
If you look back, you will realize that hiding or death is the fate of those like you.


I got you glowin' and I'm squeezin' like Darth Vader
I have you under my control and I am squeezing the life out of you like Darth Vader.


And I'm hopin' now that I can introduce you to your maker.
I am hoping to introduce you to your maker, as in bring upon your death.


All it takes is a little bit of my hate to get it goin' from zero to f**kin' totally insane
Only a little of my hatred can push someone from calm to completely insane.


Lazy eyes that be lookin' in all directions
My eyes are lazy, looking in all directions, constantly observing.


My crazy mind that you can't get with no connections
My insane mind cannot be comprehended through connections or association with others.


Protection is brought to me from the dead
The dead provide protection for me.


It's an army of the anti-life, so what's ahead
I am backed by an army that is against life and I am unsure of what lies ahead.


Is a muthaf**kin' beat down, we stick around
Our enemies will face a severe beating and we will remain present and unrelenting.


All the wack can hate
Those who are inadequate and weak will hate us.


And change pace after we murderin' all the snakes and fakes
They will change their behavior after we eliminate all the liars and phony people.


Keepin' it wicked, but don't know if it's enough
We are keeping it evil, but we are unsure if it is sufficient for our goals.


I'm takin' a picture of the sickest form of love, it's f**ked up!
I am capturing the most twisted form of love, and it is messed up.


I'm all day, 24/7 like 7/11 spittin' venom on a mission to get to heaven
I am constantly spitting venom, all day every day, on a mission to get to heaven.


We hellish and people relish the transition of a scrub
We are demonic and people enjoy witnessing the transformation of a nobody.


To a kamakaze who got little to no love (What?)
To a person who is willing to die and has little to no love or compassion (What?).


What you got? Nothin', I'm bein' positive
You have nothing, I am being optimistic.


I ain't even trippin', my whole lifestyle is monsterous
I am not even worried, my entire way of life is monstrous and destructive.


As a hatchet with a broken handle and a course blade
I am like a hatchet with a damaged handle and a rough blade, but I am still dangerous.


Your wig belongs to us, consider your debt paid. ALL DAY!
You are at our mercy and your fate is sealed, we have complete control. ALL DAY!




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