Born as Marric, Afourteen’s music journey started around 2018 with him making diss tracks. He later on went to acquire the alias A14, The “A” was a reference to Apollo, the Greek god of music and poetry, The “14” was the age when Marric finally came to terms with himself and his goals in life.
Headache
Afourteen Lyrics
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Run that back
I got diamonds on my gat to hit that back
Six shots at your body, I got one, you and you
Steady rock with that Tommy, I got blood on my boots
Steady suckin' BMG, but you ain′t pay him for that feature
What the fuck is that? Hypocrisy? Beat ya'
Out my .9
Out my .9
Out my .9
And then I beat ya', huh
Spider gang in this bitch
We gon′ give you headaches, bitch
We gon′ give you headaches, bitch
We gon' give you headaches, bitch
I need to fucking get some Advil, bro, holy shit
Give you headaches, give you headaches
I′ll give you headaches
You get a headache, headache
We got a headache
I'll give you headaches, headache
Ah, that′s more like it, the sweet, sweet, sound of burning
Haha, I can't do an evil laugh
Fuck, fuck, I wanna do the evil laugh DARKIE does, shi-
In Afourteen's song Headache, the artist raps about his violent tendencies and the power he holds with his gun, depicted by the diamonds on his gat, or gun. He boasts about possessing a .9, a type of semi-automatic handgun, and threatens to use it if someone crosses him. The lyrics "Spider gang in this bitch, we gon' give you headaches" presents the idea that Afourteen and his gang are not to be messed with and will cause trouble for anyone who challenges them. The line "I need to f****** get some Advil, bro, holy s***" shows how even the artist himself acknowledges the damaging and painful consequences of his actions.
The song explores the themes of violence, power, and the consequences that come with using one's strength to intimidate or harm others. The lyrics depict a world where brute force and guns are the means to success and admiration, highlighting the dark underbelly of society where respect is gained through acts of terror. The artist might be pointing out the absurdity of such a world and offering a critique of the glorification of violence in hip hop culture.
Line by Line Meaning
Yuh, it's 300-44, I got 12 right at my door
I'm at home with a dozen drugs, ready to sell.
Run that back
Please repeat what you just said or played.
I got diamonds on my gat to hit that back
I have diamonds on my gun to make it shine when I shoot back.
Six shots at your body, I got one, you and you
I have six bullets for each of you, and I only need one for each.
Steady rock with that Tommy, I got blood on my boots
I'm shooting with a Tommy gun and I have blood on my shoes from my victims.
Steady suckin' BMG, but you ain't pay him for that feature
You keep begging for BMG's attention but haven't paid for a collaboration.
What the fuck is that? Hypocrisy? Beat ya'
You're a hypocrite, and I'll call you out on it by beating you up.
I might take out my .9 Out my .9 Out my .9 Out my .9 And then I beat ya', huh
I might take out my 9mm gun and shoot you, then beat you up.
Spider gang in this bitch We gon' give you headaches, bitch We gon' give you headaches, bitch We gon' give you headaches, bitch I need to fucking get some Advil, bro, holy shit Give you headaches, give you headaches I'll give you headaches, headache
I'm in a gang called Spider Gang, and we're causing trouble that will give people headaches. I need Advil because even I have a headache from all the chaos we're causing.
Ah, that's more like it, the sweet, sweet, sound of burning Haha, I can't do an evil laugh Fuck, fuck, I wanna do the evil laugh DARKIE does, shi-
I enjoy the sound of destruction and chaos. I want to do an evil laugh like another artist I admire.
Contributed by Lincoln V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Daniel
on Alfredo
(Yea, yuh)
(Yea)
Blow the money every turn just for the same thing
Bad money come and come in at the storm drain
Take 30 minutes for a fish and eat weed brains
And why you laughin' at me we droppin' the same way
I brought my knife to a gun fight
Charge at the people with bullets
One day I'm angry and shit dead
All day it's all fucking bullshit
Walk round all day feelin useless
No one can tell me no different
Watch yourself, walkin' out
Grab the key up your list is
Suck and frown, when I'm down
Walkin' round, with persistence
I can flee, I can't shoot, I can't aim
You'rе low hit this
They made us sing for grace is fakе
Was forced upon our face
This place gets you outside
Chicken noodle alfredo sauce gon' cook up
You tell the kid to look down and we gonna look up
I can't even pick it out and how we pull up
And even if you're all down I'm still gon' be shook up
(Yuh, ay)
They put me as a look out
Cops come around and I tell them what to put down
Sticks comin out bullets flyin' through the court now
I can't even think while I'm duckin' through the bush now
(Uh, yuh)
Sorry that's your baby, cops came in drug busts on the daily
Parents plead they sick fuck the kami
My mind splits I can't think so straightly (yuh)
Tell me where you're tryin to go, for this week (yeah)
In my mind limited love because I cannot sleep (yeah)
And you can take me hate me please just don't play me down
And I can take ya maybe I need to get ya out if this town
(Yuh)
I can't even seem to get it out right now
Everyone is lookin like a clown right now
Had to keep proposing with a frown right now
And I could say what I want I would say bite down
The envious side of me wanna fight right now
Disagree with me we give a fuck so you can shut up
This pussy barely saying anything so you can run up
And they don't give a fuck bruh
I barely load the gun up, for yo ass get done up
Boy you better listen when she call you up for supper
Fly like the wind in the middle of the summer
Chicken noodle alfredo sauce get caught up
Like what up?
You say what's the point to those tests
And I say fuck that shit I'll take death
And I can't close my eyes and just rest anymore
Rhyme all the time late night penny board
And I can't even think about this shit because I'm bored
I'm freakin' out they shot me and they messin' up my board
Yeah I might just take the easy way outside the back door
What the fuck was this plan of attack we on the ad for
Yeah I'm actin all panicky passin' out on the black floor
Throw my guts on the canopy what was all of that for
I can't even complete this shit man I gotta think more
Yeah I'm feelin defeated, walkin' out a liquor store
Fight into a minute
Maybe all this shit is happening
This four I can freeze it and never this
I can't see anything, I can't see in front of me at all