Sometimes
Big Narstie Lyrics


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Meth lab in the back and the crack smoke pills through the streets like an early morning fog
Momma's in the slaughter house with a hatchet helping daddy chop early morning hog
I'm catching Zs like an early morning saw when I woke up to the racket yawn and pause
What the fuck man I can never get sleep man, peeped out the window what's wrong with ya'll?
Stood up in my Crimson Tide Alabama sweat pants and threw my pillow
Looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to sneak in and steal his elbows
They don't know that old man don't hold hands or throw hands naw he's rough like a brilo
Went to the Chevy and pulled out a machete and that gun is heavy and tall as the midget willow

Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you

Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you

11: 30 and I'm pulling up dirty smoking babbage out the back of my buddies Monty Carlo
Spitting over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we call the parking lot hoe
You know we sipping on that old brown bottle, bass in the trunk make the whole town wobble
So when we ride around bitches follow, and tonight one of the bitches is giving us problem
Well one of them bitches be fucking one of my homeboys favorite bitches
And has been on his hit list for a minute and I think he's ready to handle his business
He told me Yelawolf get this and he handed me the Cartier watch that was on his wrist
He said watch this shit and he jumped to the trunk and grabbed his biscuit... Biscuit!

Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you

Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you

Two men stand, one's gotta go
One falls down to the ground, one walks down to the road
Momma better call the police
Now he's screaming no
Took a buckshot to the chest with a rock salt shell and he's moving slow
All this blood has spilled, enough to give a penguin chills
Hot enough to make a potato smoke at the tip of a hollowed steel
In the valley of the hollowed fields
In the valley of the hollowed till
This ain't a figment of my imagination buddy, this is where I live Bama!

Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you

Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you




He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Big Narstie's song "Sometimes" depict a dark and gritty scene in Alabama, with references to drug use, violence, and murder. The opening lines describe a meth lab in the background and smoke from crack pills filling the streets like an early morning fog. Meanwhile, the singer's parents are butchering a hog in a nearby slaughterhouse. The lyrics then take a more violent turn as the singer confronts someone trying to steal his father's "elbows" (presumably a term for drugs or drug money). In the chorus, the singer warns his enemies not to make him "pop the trunk" and reveals a Mossberg shotgun in the back of his car.


The later verses of the song describe the singer and his friends smoking, drinking, and cruising around in a car with loud bass. They encounter a group of women and a conflict arises when one of them is involved with one of the singer's friends. The final lines describe a violent altercation in which the singer shoots another man with a "buckshot to the chest."


Line by Line Meaning

Meth lab in the back and the crack smoke pills through the streets like an early morning fog
There is a meth lab producing smoke that looks like an early morning fog due to the crack smoke pills scattered through the streets.


Momma's in the slaughter house with a hatchet helping daddy chop early morning hog
Mother is assisting father with the process of killing an early morning hog in the slaughter house using a hatchet.


I'm catching Zs like an early morning saw when I woke up to the racket yawn and pause
I was asleep but the commotion outside has woken me up and I'm taking a moment to yawn and gather my senses.


What the fuck man I can never get sleep man, peeped out the window what's wrong with ya'll?
I'm frustrated because I can never seem to get some sleep and when I looked out the window, I saw that there's some kind of disturbance or problem.


Stood up in my Crimson Tide Alabama sweat pants and threw my pillow
I stood up from my bed wearing my Crimson Tide Alabama sweat pants and threw my pillow in annoyance.


Looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to sneak in and steal his elbows
It seems that the father has caught someone who was attempting to steal from him.


They don't know that old man don't hold hands or throw hands naw he's rough like a brilo
These people don't know that the old man is not gentle and he has rough hands like a Brillo pad.


Went to the Chevy and pulled out a machete and that gun is heavy and tall as the midget willow
The man went to his Chevy and brought out both a machete and a tall, heavy gun that resembles a willow tree.


11: 30 and I'm pulling up dirty smoking babbage out the back of my buddies Monty Carlo
It's 11:30 and I'm arriving in a dirty car, smoking drugs in the back seat of my friend's Monty Carlo.


Spitting over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we call the parking lot hoe
We're rapping over some great beats with a woman we call the parking lot hoe.


You know we sipping on that old brown bottle, bass in the trunk make the whole town wobble
We're drinking from an old bottle of liquor while the bass coming from the trunk of the car shakes the entire town.


So when we ride around bitches follow, and tonight one of the bitches is giving us problem
Women tend to follow us around as we drive, and tonight one of them is causing issues.


Well one of them bitches be fucking one of my homeboys favorite bitches
One of the women is sleeping with my friend's favorite girl.


And has been on his hit list for a minute and I think he's ready to handle his business
She has been on his mind for a while, and he's now prepared to deal with the situation.


He told me Yelawolf get this and he handed me the Cartier watch that was on his wrist
He asked me to take care of it and gave me his Cartier watch.


He said watch this shit and he jumped to the trunk and grabbed his biscuit... Biscuit!
He challenged us to watch what he's about to do and then jumped to the trunk to grab his gun.


Two men stand, one's gotta go
Two men are present, but one of them must go.


One falls down to the ground, one walks down to the road
One man falls to the ground, and the other walks away.


Momma better call the police, now he's screaming no
Someone is yelling, indicating that Mother should call the police.


Took a buckshot to the chest with a rock salt shell and he's moving slow
He was shot in the chest with a rock salt shell and is now moving slowly.


All this blood has spilled, enough to give a penguin chills
A significant amount of blood has been spilled, enough to make a penguin nervous.


Hot enough to make a potato smoke at the tip of a hollowed steel
It's hot enough to make a potato produce smoke when placed on top of hollowed steel.


In the valley of the hollowed fields
This event is taking place in the valley of the hollowed fields.


In the valley of the hollowed till
This event is taking place in the valley of the hollowed till.


This ain't a figment of my imagination buddy, this is where I live Bama!
This is not a dream, this is where I actually live in Bama.


Think he's playing? You better listen what he's saying punk
If you think he's joking, you should listen to his words and take them seriously, punk.


Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
Don't make him go get his weapon from the trunk to use against you.


He got an old Mossberg in the mossy oak duffle bag laying in the back of the donk boy
He has an old Mossberg firearm inside a duffle bag with mossy oak design in the back of his Chevrolet Impala car.




Writer(s): Bill Holman

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