B.R.
Black Rob Lyrics


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Black rob, BR
Black rob, BR

I am about to set the record straight (The world's famous)
It's ninety-nine, man
Time to let them know, man

[Black rob]
Yo, aiyyo, yo, yo
It's kill or be killed
My skills leavin' them chilled on ice
Like twice when I flash my steel
They can't touch
Won't touch
Never touch
Driving around with the toasty whip; never bust
Puffin' dust like fiends
I mean I want green; ya shifty
Cop the big eight fifty with the gleam
My team full of cut throats with enough notes to write a f***in' book
Take a good f***ing look at these bad guys
Stay mad fly, mad high
In the Ford Expidie, and I don't expect to die
On some humble s***
I am on some rumble s***
When it's on, you should see the s*** I come through with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-a** Don died, and he s*** in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like Allstate
Y'all fake
Just got paid, but f*** it, I want some more cake
Ya faith in my hand
Now ya nervous, man, and drive my brains quick fast at ya service
My brother Curtis squeeze gats to celliums
I make it where you can't escape the para bedlams
I tell some live ya life like Puff did
I did enough biz; ask any body
I am rough kid

[Chorus]
Black Rob we are
Black Rob uh-uh
Black Rob we are
Black Rob uh-uh
Black Rob we are
Black Rob uh-uh
Black Rob we are
Black Rob

[G-Dep]
Yo, yo
I put a finger in the air
For the hearing impaired
If you're hearin' this fear
Then your hearing - it cleared
Man, I f*** with bod
Got put on the job
Don't question it to stars, I'm a put 'em in saw
Straight gate
I suggest you vacate
When I shake, they feel earthquakes in eight states
Oh, trait, off the Richter
Drunk off the liquor
Shot towards you, mister
Off course, it hit you hard
It gets hard
I pick the card
Any card, any problem I'm a hit your squad
Eyes on the shaper when I twisted God
You think you got it all together
Get it ripped apart
Man, you can't stand the heat
Stay up outta the street
N**** turn po-lice 'cause they shot up his jeep
I subtract like mad
Don't make me bad
So I want it all; f*** had
Don't make me laugh
By all means
Get this money; it's all green
It's all good
And I wished that y'all would
Man, f*** that, security told ya to tuck that
Now up that, now that you see where 'lux at
I got the game by the balls
And I get all calls
So if you play to much, I put the s*** on pause

[Chorus]

BR
BR
Bad Boy, n****
Harlem Underworld
Alumni
The one guy
The gun die
Day one
Life Stories
Black ninety-nine
Life Stories
I'm here; 1999, baby, it's on
I think I'm about to feel something here
We here, baby




Bad Boy
Bad Boy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Black Rob's song "B.R." revolve around the rapper's experiences with the street life of Harlem. The song starts out with Black Rob setting the record straight, as he prepares to let the world know about his story. The lyrics describe the intensity of his life, discussing how it's kill or be killed. He then starts rapping about how his skills can leave his enemies chilled like ice, and how he drives around with a loaded weapon but never busts. He also mentions his team of cutthroats who have enough notes to write a book about their experiences. The second verse is performed by G-Dep, who raps about how he gets all calls and how he puts the s*** on pause if anyone plays too much.


The chorus repeats the names Black Rob and B.R. while emphasizing their significance. The song is essentially a gritty representation of the lives of Black Rob and his team through the lens of their experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

I am about to set the record straight (The world's famous)
I'm going to tell the truth and clarify everything for everyone to hear


It's ninety-nine, man
It's 1999, the time is now


Time to let them know, man
It's time to reveal the truth to everyone


It's kill or be killed
It's either them or me, survival of the fittest


My skills leavin' them chilled on ice
My abilities leave them frozen, speechless


Like twice when I flash my steel
Just like when I use my weapon twice, they become numb


They can't touch
They have no chance of defeating me


Won't touch
They refuse to even try to face me


Never touch
They'll never be able to touch my level


Driving around with the toasty whip; never bust
Riding around with a nice car and never getting caught


Puffin' dust like fiends
Smoking drugs to feel good


I mean I want green; ya shifty
I want money and you're acting suspicious


Cop the big eight fifty with the gleam
Buying a gun to show off


My team full of cut throats with enough notes to write a f***in' book
My group is full of dangerous people, with stories that could fill a book


Take a good f***ing look at these bad guys
Take a good look at us, we're the baddest here


Stay mad fly, mad high
We stay fashionable and high all the time


In the Ford Expidie, and I don't expect to die
Riding around in a Ford Expedition, feeling invincible


On some humble s****
Being modest and low-key


I am on some rumble s****
I'm always ready for a fight


When it's on, you should see the s*** I come through with
You don't want to see what I'm capable of in a dangerous situation


If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
If you're scared, go bring out the guns


I heard the fagot-a** Don died, and he s*** in his drawers
I heard that someone who's weak and can't handle pressure died in a cowardly way


On the streets, black; good like Allstate
My reputation on the streets is good and reliable


Y'all fake
You're all fake and can't be trusted


Just got paid, but f*** it, I want some more cake
I just received payment, but I'm not satisfied, I want more money


Ya faith in my hand
You're trusting me fully


Now ya nervous, man, and drive my brains quick fast at ya service
Now you're nervous and my commands are at your service


My brother Curtis squeeze gats to celliums
My brother Curtis shoots guns all the time


I make it where you can't escape the para bedlams
I make it nearly impossible for you to escape the chaos and destruction


I tell some live ya life like Puff did
I tell them to live their life like Puff Daddy does


I did enough biz; ask any body
I've done enough business, everyone knows it


I am rough kid
I am tough, don't mess with me


I put a finger in the air for the hearing impaired
I raise my finger for those who can't hear so they can see what I'm saying


If you're hearin' this fear, then your hearing - it cleared
If you can hear me, then your hearing is now clear


Man, I f*** with bod
Man, I mess with the ladies


Got put on the job
Got given a task or a mission


Don't question it to stars, I'm a put 'em in saw
Don't ask why, I'll make sure you understand by showing you


Straight gate
Straightforward and honest


I suggest you vacate
I suggest you leave for your own safety


When I shake, they feel earthquakes in eight states
When I move or shake things up, it's felt in multiple states


Oh, trait, off the Richter
I'm wild and unpredictable


Drunk off the liquor
Intoxicated and not thinking straight


Shot towards you, mister
I'll shoot my gun at you


Off course, it hit you hard
Even if I miss my target, it'll still do damage


It gets hard
Things get difficult and complicated


I pick the card, any card, any problem I'm a hit your squad
I have the solution to any problem you may have, and I'll handle your team easily


Eyes on the shaper when I twisted God
Watching the puppet master when I talk to the big guy


You think you got it all together, get it ripped apart
You might think you have everything under control, but I'll quickly break it apart


Man, you can't stand the heat, stay up outta the street
You can't handle the pressure, so stay away from danger


N**** turn po-lice 'cause they shot up his jeep
Someone turned into a snitch because their vehicle was shot up


I subtract like mad, don't make me bad
I take away things very quickly, I'm not one to mess with


So I want it all; f*** had, don't make me laugh
I want everything, and I won't take no for an answer


By all means, get this money; it's all green
Go and get as much money as possible, money is money no matter how you make it


It's all good
Everything is alright


And I wished that y'all would
And I hope they would do the same


Man, f*** that, security told ya to tuck that
Forget that, security told you to put that away


Now up that, now that you see where 'lux at
Now give it to me, you know who I am and where I'm from


I got the game by the balls
I have complete control of everything


And I get all calls
I receive all important calls


So if you play too much, I put the s*** on pause
If you act out of line too much, I'll make you stop




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
Written by: AUSTIN ROBERTS, ERIC MATLOCK, KIM ROSE, O'SHEA HUNTER, ROBERT ROSS

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Comments from YouTube:

Michael Howard

Black Rob and G-Dep have a nice chemistry together on songs。

psycho1060

one of my fav tunes off all time

Pookie2419

One of the toughest beats made.

Matthew Thomas

I remember this song from a Tone Touch tape. The good ole days! Real Hip Hop!

White Trash Clan

Love this shit right here. Black rob was on his shit in the 99

Menace

damn this shit knocking.. the most underrated rapper of all time.

levan khmaladze

Whoever bumping this in 2022 much love to you!!!!

Dajon Murray

Rip black rob

ydinoh

Fucks me up forreal... #BR

David Maddox

Forever #BR♥

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