Music
B. Wash X Dj Whoo Kid Lyrics


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Welcome back, welcome back
To the, to the show
(One more time)
Welcome back, welcome back, to the show
Last duo project for a while, but the songs go wild
I still got the same gap-toothed smile, I'm 20 now
Still acting like a child, cause I want to
Be careful what you do, cause your memories will haunt you
But still slide through, bars always open 'til 2, at Miami U
(Miami University) A lot of others wear the same shirt as me, but somehow I still rock it differently
Money seeds, ain't yet trees, but I'm still livin' free
Famous Amos and me killed our first show, the weekend of October 23
Tryna be great, but it ain't no emergency
We just taking our time, cause our path holds certainty
Dissecting our bars like surgery, to find what's hidden in ourselves, and underneath
Still sippin' on brandy, chasin' it with that sugar sweet, like the girls we meet
No project for a while is bittersweet, but we keep the receipts
We'll be back in time, so for now, enjoy the finale
They say, "You're the music man"
Do your music, man, do your music, man
But sometimes, I don't know who's a fan
I don't know who's a fan
Is it just some foolish plan?
They say good things come to those who wait
But all good things, I'm afraid, must come to an end
At some point, gotta wrap up the film
Started as a whim, that was just the beginning
Now we both doing our own thing, I'm my own me
Discovering slowly where my road leads
Why I wrote these verses, my soul needs purpose, from that I'm the furthest
I'm still young enough to know what my favorite songs used to be
But I'm realizing now what they truly mean
There's a truth they teach, musically, about unity, and on who to be
The way I'm living now is like a movie scene
Soon to be, no room to breathe
But that's just how I choose to be
They say, "You're the music man"
Do your music, man, do your music, man
But sometimes, I don't know who's a fan
I don't know who's a fan
Is it just some foolish plan?




(Is it just)
(A foolish plan?)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to B. Wash X Dj Whoo Kid's song "Music" are dark, gritty, and raw. In this song, the singer describes the experience of being a model during fashion week, where there is extreme pressure to be perfect and beautiful. The repeat of "runway music" serves as a reminder of the superficiality of the fashion industry, where models are often seen as nothing more than clothes hangers.


The singer of the song describes using drugs to cope with the anxiety and pressure of fashion week. Specifically, the singer mentions doing a line of cocaine and contemplating taking oxys to feel better. The use of drugs is a common theme throughout the song, as the singer vividly describes the highs and lows of being a model. Additionally, the singer expresses her desire to be thin and perfect, even if it means becoming anorexic. There is a dark irony in wanting to look beautiful on the outside while feeling miserable on the inside.


Overall, the song portrays a bleak picture of the fashion industry, where models are expected to be perfect and beautiful at all times, even if it means sacrificing their health and well-being. The singer's intense desire to fit into societal expectations of beauty is palpable throughout the song, as she struggles to maintain her composure and keep up appearances despite the immense pressure.


Line by Line Meaning

Runway music, runway music, runway music
The music played during fashion shows to indicate a new model is coming out


Runway, runway, runway, runway music
Repeating and emphasizing the importance of runway music


I just did a line of coke, might go anorexic
I just used cocaine and I'm afraid I might develop an eating disorder


I just wanna fit into that dress, gotta be perfect
I have to be able to wear a specific dress and look perfect


Fashion week's tomorrow! And I'm still anxious
The upcoming fashion week is causing me anxiety


Might just take a couple oxys, so I'm not sick
To avoid getting sick, I'm contemplating taking oxycodone


Oh fuck, it's the feds!
I'm worried that law enforcement is present and may arrest me


I hope they didn't find my secret stash, of sudafeds!
I hope the authorities didn't discover my stash of pseudoephedrine


You must think I'm pretty, right?
I assume that you find me attractive


You must wanna fuck me, right?
I think you want to have sex with me


Bone thin, clear of sin
I'm extremely thin and I believe I'm not guilty of any wrongdoing


I'm a Barbie doll, in the runway lights
I feel like a Barbie doll when I'm posing for the runway


Skeleton, on the street
Despite being close to skeletal, I'm still able to walk around


Lookin' pretty, I refuse to eat
I'm maintaining my appearance by refusing to eat


I'm so stressed, but you can't tell
I'm under a lot of pressure, but it doesn't show


Modeling's my personal heaven and hell
Modeling is both a blessing and a curse for me


Runway music, runway music
Repeating and emphasizing the importance of runway music


Walkin' down the aisle lookin' like a fuckin' beautiful bitch
As I strut down the runway, I feel confident and powerful




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Amos Finneran, Scott Bates

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