Concentrate
Andy the Dishwasher Lyrics
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Nimble tricks I know, and show I can ball with the
Greats, go toe to toe. Yes out I am callin' ya
Writtens only though, or else I will falter
Whoops! Told my weakness. I don't do battles
I guess call me a peacenik. All of my rattles are
Just to show I'm seekin' a cure for my addled
Ego, tryna unseat it, put me in the saddleWhy? 'cuz it's a prick. It's hella pretentious
But it has infinite tricks to make more tension
If you want proof you're sick, just look at the census
Global death statistics lookin' horrendous
Woo! Look at me go! A regular Watsky
Only kiddin' bro. I'm more like a Trotsky
Plots infect my flow when I'm feelin' saucy
No ammo for my foes, my image ain't glossy
Bossy producers tellin' me how to rap
Gotta be harder, gotta be down with the trap
But since I started a boom would elicit a bap
So for my part, I'd say that they're full of crap
Give me a bassline, a kick and a snare
Or I could just bring mine, I really don't care
We'll blow some tasty pine, and up we will tear
The album sales online. It won't even be fair
That's the hook for y'all, but mine's comin' up
Now that ya seen I can ball, put your cards in the cup
If my response is stalled, do not interrupt
There's problems I am solving and I could erupt
But I'm a friendly dude, don't get me wrong
Just have a nice attitude, and we'll get along
But if I think you're rude, I'm hidin' the bong
For you the proper food is hearin' this song
I live with extra beats
To Unseat
All the
Squares one, two, three, four, I
Like to try
To dance by
Wanna impress me? Just relax
All the way, G. Unclench your ass!
If you can move with ease, I call that class
Show me how please, and I'll cut the sass
Here, hit this grass. It just may
Assist you in the task of floating away
Will that really, you ask, keep demons at bay?
No, you do it yourself. We're just here to pray
For peace and try to release the inner tension
So petty anxieties cease, and call your attention
To your unconscious feats in higher dimensions
Not here to offer cheats to mystic ascension
Nope! Just a schlub, who happens to have
A whole lotta love and a mad vocab
To give the right shoves to avoid the bad
Karma from above and start some fads
Not the lame kind, not lines of shoes
The kind that blow minds, like rhythm and blues
When symbols match the signs, a movement ensues
Just like a private eye, I follow the clues
Rhymesayers is makin' bank these days
All competition forsaken, I think they're rays
Of hope for those who are fakin' detached malaise
Thank you for tellin' the truth. It's a tough phase
From my own perspective, here with my homie the
Socially selective life is lonely
Vitriolic invective is always phony
Your subconscious directive is probly a pony
Or some similar unfulfilled desire
That drained away from your inner fire
So they could program a son for their empire
Come on, let's have some fun and fuck with some wires!
I live with extra beats
In my feet
To Unseat
All the
Squares one, two, three, four, I
Like to try
To dance by
In "Concentrate Harder," Andy the Dishwasher blends a rich tapestry of self-reflection and social commentary into his lyrics, presenting a narrative that grapples with the pressures of artistic performance and the struggle for authenticity in a landscape cluttered with insincerity. From the outset, the song establishes a playful tone, as the artist identifies himself within the context of a rap battle while simultaneously admitting a reluctance to engage in such competition. The phrase "only kiddin' bro, I'm more like a Trotsky" invites listeners to consider the duality of the artist's persona—while he may flirt with the bravado and machismo commonly associated with hip-hop culture, he ironically positions himself as a more radical thinker, advocating for social change rather than conforming to the stereotypical expectations of his genre. This internal conflict introduces a theme of vulnerability as he candidly exposes his ego's pretentiousness while seeking a creative outlet to navigate his self-doubt.
As the lyrics progress, the artist laments the oppressive nature of industry expectations, articulated through the image of "bossy producers" dictating his musical style. This critique raises questions about artistic integrity and the inherent tension between commercial viability and personal expression. The artist expresses a desire for a genuine connection with his craft, emphasizing his love for a simple bassline and the organic nature of creation. This reflects a larger commentary on the commodification of music and the pressures that accompany the pursuit of success. The line about album sales merely being “not even fair” evokes an insight into the discord between authenticity and marketable output, implicitly advocating for a return to grassroots musical values over polished, mainstream production.
The chorus, which emphasizes dancing with "extra beats in my feet," reinforces the notion of liberation through movement and self-expression. It highlights a desire to transcend societal constraints embodied by the "squares." This dance metaphor symbolizes a rebellion against conventional pressures, inviting listeners to embrace freedom in their own expression, devoid of judgment. In suggesting that one should unclench and relax to respond authentically to music, the artist espouses a philosophy of ease and connection to the present moment. It suggests an appreciation for conscious awareness and introspection, as he beckons others to join him in letting go of inhibitions, thus leading to a collective release of tension.
Towards the song's conclusion, Andy continues to cultivate a vibe of companionship, urging listeners to focus on internal healing rather than external validation. He weaves in themes of transcendence while maintaining a down-to-earth perspective, effectively blending humor and wisdom. Through his references to "unfulfilled desire" and the superficiality of societal expectations, he invites self-examination. The call to "fuck with some wires" cleverly encapsulates a desire to disrupt the status quo, creatively engaging with potentially transformative ideas. Ultimately, "Concentrate Harder" serves as both a personal manifesto and a broader exploration of the individual's struggle within an increasingly detached and transactional world. The multifaceted layers of self-awareness, social critique, and the celebration of authentic expression present a compelling narrative that resonates beyond the immediate context, encouraging listeners to engage with their own complexities.
Line by Line Meaning
Back in the 5 flow, to demonstrate all of the
Returning to my roots, I’m here to showcase the full range of my skills.
Nimble tricks I know, and show I can ball with the
Displaying my clever techniques, proving that I can perform at a high level.
Greats, go toe to toe. Yes out I am callin' ya
Competing directly with the best in the field. I’m ready to challenge you.
Writtens only though, or else I will falter
But I only engage in pre-written exchanges, as improvisation may trip me up.
Whoops! Told my weakness. I don't do battles
Oops, I’ve revealed my vulnerability; I prefer to avoid confrontations.
I guess call me a peacenik. All of my rattles are
So you can label me a pacifist. My provocations are merely explorative.
Just to show I'm seekin' a cure for my addled
I’m searching for solutions to address my confused and chaotic mindset.
Ego, tryna unseat it, put me in the saddle
I’m attempting to dethrone my inflated sense of self and regain control.
Why? 'cuz it's a prick. It's hella pretentious
Why do this? Because my ego is troublesome, overly arrogant.
But it has infinite tricks to make more tension
Yet it possesses endless methods to heighten stress and unease.
If you want proof you're sick, just look at the census
If you doubt the world's troubles, just examine the grim statistics.
Global death statistics lookin' horrendous
The figures reflecting global mortality are indeed shocking and dire.
Woo! Look at me go! A regular Watsky
Hey, observe my progress! I’m just like the celebrated Watsky.
Only kiddin' bro. I'm more like a Trotsky
Just kidding! I find myself closer to the revolutionary spirit of Trotsky.
Plots infect my flow when I'm feelin' saucy
Ideas and schemes infiltrate my creativity when I’m in a spirited mood.
No ammo for my foes, my image ain't glossy
I lack weapons against my detractors, as I embrace a raw, unpolished persona.
Bossy producers tellin' me how to rap
Dominant music producers are constantly dictating my style and delivery.
Gotta be harder, gotta be down with the trap
They insist I toughen my approach and embrace the trap music genre.
But since I started a boom would elicit a bap
Yet, ever since I launched my style, it naturally creates impactful sounds.
So for my part, I'd say that they're full of crap
In my opinion, their guidance is misguided and unworthy.
Give me a bassline, a kick and a snare
Just provide me with a solid beat, a bass rhythm, and the essential percussion.
Or I could just bring mine, I really don't care
Alternatively, I can create my own sound; I’m indifferent to others' inputs.
We'll blow some tasty pine, and up we will tear
We’ll indulge in some good vibes and elevate our experience.
The album sales online. It won't even be fair
Our music will dominate online sales effortlessly.
That's the hook for y'all, but mine's comin' up
Here’s a catchy part for you, but stay tuned for my main message.
Now that ya seen I can ball, put your cards in the cup
Having shown my abilities, it’s time to commit and take your chances.
If my response is stalled, do not interrupt
If I need time to think, please allow me the space without interference.
There's problems I am solving and I could erupt
I’m working through issues, and I might explode with emotion.
But I'm a friendly dude, don't get me wrong
Despite this intensity, I’m a kind person at heart.
Just have a nice attitude, and we'll get along
If you approach me positively, we will surely connect.
But if I think you're rude, I'm hidin' the bong
However, if you’re disrespectful, I’ll retreat from the situation.
For you the proper food is hearin' this song
The right nourishment for you involves engaging with my music.
I live with extra beats
I carry an abundance of rhythm within me.
In my feet
Resonating in my very movements.
To Unseat
To overthrow limitations.
All the
Challenging
Squares one, two, three, four, I
Confronting those who are rigid and conventional in stance.
Like to try
I enjoy the experience of
To dance by
Expressing myself through dance.
Wanna impress me? Just relax
If you want to leave a strong impression, learn to be at ease.
All the way, G. Unclench your ass!
Completely let go of tension; loosen up your body.
If you can move with ease, I call that class
If you’re graceful in your movements, that shows sophistication.
Show me how please, and I'll cut the sass
Demonstrate your smoothness, and I’ll hold back my sarcastic remarks.
Here, hit this grass. It just may
Take a puff of this, as it possibly will help you.
Assist you in the task of floating away
Aid you in achieving a state of relaxation and bliss.
Will that really, you ask, keep demons at bay?
You wonder if it will truly shield you from negative thoughts.
No, you do it yourself. We're just here to pray
The real power lies within you; we’re here to support one another.
For peace and try to release the inner tension
Aiming for tranquility and seeking to alleviate stress within.
So petty anxieties cease, and call your attention
To help dissolve minor worries and refocus your awareness.
To your unconscious feats in higher dimensions
Encouraging you to connect with your deeper, more profound abilities.
Not here to offer cheats to mystic ascension
I’m not here to provide shortcuts to spiritual enlightenment.
Nope! Just a schlub, who happens to have
I’m just an average person who happens to possess
A whole lotta love and a mad vocab
an abundance of affection and an expansive vocabulary.
To give the right shoves to avoid the bad
to provide just the right encouragement to steer clear of negativity.
Karma from above and start some fads
to sidestep negative karma and initiate new trends.
Not the lame kind, not lines of shoes
I’m talking about innovative concepts, not superficial trends.
The kind that blow minds, like rhythm and blues
Ideas that inspire and captivate, similar to powerful music.
When symbols match the signs, a movement ensues
When patterns align perfectly, a significant shift arises.
Just like a private eye, I follow the clues
Similar to a detective, I analyze details to uncover truths.
Rhymesayers is makin' bank these days
Talented lyricists are thriving financially in the current landscape.
All competition forsaken, I think they're rays
With no rivals left behind, I see them as sources of hope.
Of hope for those who are fakin' detached malaise
for individuals who pretend to be aloof yet are searching for meaning.
Thank you for tellin' the truth. It's a tough phase
I appreciate your authenticity; navigating life can be challenging.
From my own perspective, here with my homie the
From my viewpoint, along with my close friend,
Socially selective life is lonely
the choice to be discerning socially often leads to solitude.
Vitriolic invective is always phony
Harsh criticisms and negativity are insincere by nature.
Your subconscious directive is probly a pony
The underlying motives driving you may be simplistic or trivial.
Or some similar unfulfilled desire
or some unmet longing that remains unexpressed.
That drained away from your inner fire
which has siphoned energy from your inner passion.
So they could program a son for their empire
so others can mold you into something that serves their agenda.
Come on, let's have some fun and fuck with some wires!
Let’s play around and experiment creatively with different ideas.
I live with extra beats
I carry an abundance of rhythm within me.
In my feet
Resonating in my very movements.
To Unseat
To overthrow limitations.
All the
Challenging
Squares one, two, three, four, I
Confronting those who are rigid and conventional in stance.
Like to try
I enjoy the experience of
To dance by
Expressing myself through dance.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Andrew Miller
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