Yellow Tape
Chris Brown Lyrics


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Stay behind the yellow tape
Stay behind the yellow tape
Stay behind the yellow tape
Yeah, stay behind the yellow tape

Wait a second, wait a minute
Don't compare me to them other niggas
Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
Where the real friends at when you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
A 100 bottles that was every weekend
Bitches piled up in my crib like a Colosseum
After 3 A.M., you know we getting freaky
Hella one night stands, we just catching feelings
Tired of fake loving, fake Hollywood, ain't 'bout shit
Fake gang banging and they claiming to pop shit
Fake titties and cocaine up they nostrils, stop it, huh
Suwoo been a nigga, been about it
And if it's my time to go, I'm taking everybody
Don't care, my niggas, we shootin' anybody
And if it ain't your business, nigga, don't worry about it, oh
I hear 'em talking down on me, down on me
But where they at tonight? Got a 100 rounds on me
I think I had it up to here, my nigga, huh
You know your killers, they fear my niggas, huh
So what you tryna, tryna do, tryna, tryna do?
Dancing round the issue, bitch, you know you're running out of moves
I keep it real, my nigga, huh
This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil', my nigga
Yeah, give a fuck about how you feel, my nigga
Got the mic, life a horror movie, feel like thriller
Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid
Won't help you make no money but I bet they'll help you spend it, ha

Had a meeting with the devil last week
Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
Here take this contract, signature please
You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep
Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Two feet off the ground, woah, woah, like why am I living here?
Up and down, up and down, woah, woah, I think I might drown from my tears
I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here
Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol

Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey
Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape

Wonder if God got a sense of humor
I hope you know that he can see all the shit you doing
Know I'm a sinner but I hope that he still listen to me
Temptation and fornication, he know I love the pussy
Misdirection with no connection, ain't no substance
She just wanna fuck, whatever happened to us love making?
You don't wanna be in the club when you an old lady
And I know I'm too fucked up to love my own lady
Ain't gon' lie, every nigga cheat, frontin' like they poppin' bottles
All these niggas cheap, me? I'm standing on my wallet
It don't mean I ain't lonely
In the Hills, all the way up, Uber X sittin' at the bottom
You know I ain't gotta flex, nigga, know I got it
Chain cost a quarter mil', me? That's a couple dollars
Sayin', "Fuck it", takin' pornstars to Benihanas
What's the point of rockin', rollin' without the gun powder?

Had a meeting with the devil last week
Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
Here take this contract, signature please
You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep
Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Two feet off the ground, woah, woah, like why am I living here?
Up and down, up and down, woah, woah, I think I might drown from my tears
I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here
Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol

Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey
Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape




Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Chris Brown's "Yellow Tape" deal with a range of themes and emotions, including alienation, betrayal, and the struggle to maintain artistic integrity in a world of fake friends and fake values. The song starts with a repetition of the phrase "stay behind the yellow tape," which is usually used to cordon off a dangerous or restricted area. This phrase could be interpreted as a warning to the listener to stay safe, but it could also represent the boundary between the real world and the life of a celebrity.


Throughout the rest of the song, Chris Brown raps about his experiences with friends who have let him down, his frustrations with the music industry, and his own inner demons. He references his time spent in jail and how he didn't receive any support from his supposed friends, and how he's had enough of fake love and superficial lifestyles. He also talks about his conversation with the devil and being offered a contract in exchange for his soul, which symbolizes the temptation and struggles he's faced in his career.


Overall, "Yellow Tape" is a commentary on the ups and downs of fame, the dangers of surrounding oneself with the wrong people, and the need to stay true to oneself in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

Stay behind the yellow tape
Stay out of my business, don't meddle in my affairs


Yeah, stay behind the yellow tape
I'm warning you to stay away and not interfere


Wait a second, wait a minute
Hold on, give me a moment to collect my thoughts


Don't compare me to them other niggas
I'm different from other men and shouldn't be judged similarly


Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm armed and ready to engage in a fight if necessary


I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
I'm ready to engage in a battle and will be loyal to my own cause


Where the real friends at when you really need 'em?
I'm questioning the loyalty of my friends during a difficult time in my life


When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
My friends didn't visit me when I was incarcerated and needed them the most


I'm by my lonely, lonely
I'm alone and feeling isolated


What happen to the bitches and the party?
I'm missing the fun and excitement of being surrounded by women and partying


A 100 bottles that was every weekend
I used to throw extravagant parties every weekend with huge amounts of alcohol


Bitches piled up in my crib like a Colosseum
My house was filled with women like an arena, all competing for my attention


After 3 A.M., you know we getting freaky
Late at night, we engage in sexual activities


Hella one night stands, we just catching feelings
We frequently have casual sex and sometimes end up catching feelings for each other


Tired of fake loving, fake Hollywood, ain't 'bout shit
I'm sick of insincere love and fake people in the entertainment industry


Fake gang banging and they claiming to pop shit
People are claiming to be gang members and talking tough but they're not really living up to it


Fake titties and cocaine up they nostrils, stop it, huh
I'm calling out the fake women and their excessive plastic surgery and drug use


Suwoo been a nigga, been about it
I've been affiliated with the Bloods gang for a long time and I'm not afraid to show it


And if it's my time to go, I'm taking everybody
If I die, I'm not going down alone and will take others with me


Don't care, my niggas, we shootin' anybody
I don't care who gets caught in the crossfire, we're shooting at anyone


And if it ain't your business, nigga, don't worry about it, oh
If you're not involved in what's going on, then mind your own business


I hear 'em talking down on me, down on me
I'm aware that people are talking negatively about me


But where they at tonight? Got a 100 rounds on me
I have bullets ready for anyone who tries to confront me


I think I had it up to here, my nigga, huh
I'm at my breaking point and can't deal with this anymore


You know your killers, they fear my niggas, huh
Your gang members are afraid of my gang members


So what you tryna, tryna do, tryna, tryna do?
What is it that you're attempting to do or accomplish?


Dancing round the issue, bitch, you know you're running out of moves
You're avoiding the problem and know that you're running out of excuses


I keep it real, my nigga, huh
I'm honest and truthful, always


This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil', my nigga
My expensive watch is very clear and easily visible, costing a million dollars


Yeah, give a fuck about how you feel, my nigga
I don't care about your feelings or opinions


Got the mic, life a horror movie, feel like thriller
Being on stage with the microphone feels like a scary movie or thriller


Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid
Women who are passive aggressive and pretend to be shy frustrate me


Won't help you make no money but I bet they'll help you spend it, ha
These women won't help you earn money but they'll gladly spend what you have


Had a meeting with the devil last week
I metaphorically dealt with a difficult situation that resembled dealing with Satan


Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
I was surprised at the outcome of this situation


Here take this contract, signature please
The deal on the table is tempting and they want me to sign it


You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep
I can have everything I want but it will come at the cost of my soul


Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
I'm experiencing a streak of unfortunate events


Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I'm struggling with inner demons that only I'm aware of


I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I'm smoking a lot of marijuana and feeling its effects


I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Hennessy is a strong and potent alcohol, so drinking it is like experiencing hellfire


Two feet off the ground, woah, woah, like why am I living here?
I'm feeling disconnected from reality and questioning my existence


Up and down, up and down, woah, woah, I think I might drown from my tears
My emotions are fluctuating and I'm feeling overwhelmed, like I'm drowning


I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here
I'm crying because I feel like I've already sold my soul and I'm considering ending it all


Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol
I want to forget my problems and am contemplating playing a deadly game with a gun


Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
One bullet is all it takes to end everything


Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
I'm warning everyone to stay behind the yellow tape and out of harm's way


Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Violence can be triggered easily and unexpectedly


Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape
Stay calm and stay out of the way to avoid getting hurt


Wonder if God got a sense of humor
I'm wondering if God has a comedic side


I hope you know that he can see all the shit you doing
I hope everyone is aware that God is watching and aware of their actions


Know I'm a sinner but I hope that he still listen to me
I acknowledge my sins but hope that God still hears my prayers


Temptation and fornication, he know I love the pussy
I admit to being tempted by and engaging in sexual activity with women


Misdirection with no connection, ain't no substance
People are talking without making sense or showing any true meaning or background


She just wanna fuck, whatever happened to us love making?
Women just want sex and intimacy is becoming harder to find


You don't wanna be in the club when you an old lady
As you age, you may feel out of place in certain social settings


And I know I'm too fucked up to love my own lady
I'm aware that my own mental state is preventing me from truly loving my significant other


Ain't gon' lie, every nigga cheat, frontin' like they poppin' bottles
I'm admitting that most men cheat and pretend to have more money than they actually do


All these niggas cheap, me? I'm standing on my wallet
Most men are cheap while I have a lot of money and am not afraid to spend it


It don't mean I ain't lonely
Having money doesn't prevent me from feeling lonely


In the Hills, all the way up, Uber X sittin' at the bottom
I'm up in the Hollywood Hills while the Uber ride I took is parked at the bottom


You know I ain't gotta flex, nigga, know I got it
I don't have to show off my money, everyone knows I have it


Chain cost a quarter mil', me? That's a couple dollars
My chain is worth 250,000 dollars, which to me is only a few hundred dollars


Sayin', "Fuck it", takin' pornstars to Benihanas
I don't care about the judgement of others and am taking pornstars to a fancy restaurant


What's the point of rockin', rollin' without the gun powder?
There's no point in living life recklessly without the danger and risk that comes with it


Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
I'm emphasizing the importance of staying out of harm's way and avoiding violence




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Christopher Maurice Brown, Orrin Monzale Wilson, Antwan J Thompson, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Anthony Lavelle Barfield

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Josie T

LYRICS!!!

Stay behind the Yellow Tape
Stay behind the Yellow Tape
Stay behind the Yellow Tape
Yeah, stay behind the Yellow Tape
Wait a second, wait a minute
Don't compare me to them other niggas
Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
Where the real friends at when you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I bought my own lane, lonely
What happen to the bitches in the party?
A 100 bottles that was every weekend
Bitches piled up in my crib like a Colosseum
After 3 A.M., you know we getting freaky
Hella one night stands, we just catching feelings
Tired of fake loving, fake Hollywood, ain't 'bout shit
Fake gang banging and they claiming to pop shit
Fake titties and cocaine up they nostrils, stop It, huh
Soo woo, a nigga, been about it
And if it's my time to go, I'm taking everybody
Don't care, my niggas, we shootin' anybody
And if it ain't your business, nigga, don't worry about it, oh
I hear 'em talking down on me, down on me
But where they at tonight? Got a 100 rounds on me
I think I had it up to here, my nigga, huh
You know your killers, they fear my niggas, huh
So what you tryna, tryna do, tryna, tryna do?
Dancing round the issue, bitch,
You know you're running out of moves
I keep it real, my nigga, huh
This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil, my nigga
Yeah, give a fuck about how you feel, my nigga
Got the mic, life a horror movie, feel like thriller
Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid
Won't help you make no money
But I bet they'll help you spend it, ha
Had a meeting with the devil last week
Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
"Here take this contract, signature please
You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep"
Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Two feet off the ground, woah, woah, like why am I living here?
Up and down, up and down, woah, woah,
I think I might drown from my tears
I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears,
I'm thinking 'bout ending here
Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol
Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey
Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape
Wonder if God got a sense of humor
I hope you know that he can see all the shit you doing
Know I'm a sinner but I hope that he still listen to me
Temptation and fornication, you know I love the pussy
Misdirection with no connection, ain't no substance
She just wanna fuck, whatever happened to us love making?
You don't wanna be in the club when you an old lady
And I know I'm too fucked up to love my own lady
Ain't gon' lie, every nigga cheat, frontin' like they poppin' bottles
All these niggas cheap, me?
I'm standing on my wallet
It don't mean I ain't lonely
In the Hills, all the way up, Uber X sittin' at the bottom
You know I ain't gotta flex, nigga, know I got it
Chain cost a quarter mil', me? That's a couple dollars
Sayin', "Fuck it", takin' pornstars to Benihanas
What's the point of rockin', rollin' without the gun powder?
Had a meeting with the devil last week
Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
"Here take this contract, signature please
You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep"
Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Two feet off the ground, woah, woah, like why am I living here?
Up and down, up and down, woah, woah,
I think I might drown from my tears
I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears,
I'm thinking 'bout ending here
Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol
Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey
Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape



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onesidequeens

When you write down your pain...this is how it sounds

GORGEOUSBAEBEAUTY

FACTS

Jahuna Martin

True

Isiac Frost

Exactly

NateCryptoDonut

facts, totally relate !! plus that’s how all the best tracks come around

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Lo James

Damn the most honest and open track on this album. Chris stay strong. Damn the industry is fucked up. But you know who you are don't bend. After death is the judgement. You have so much to offer and your daughter adores you. She's your blessing. ❤ 🙏🏾⭐️❤

Dolo Solo

🥺☝️💯

10M Channel

Lo James this actually touched me ❤️🙏🏼

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Lotus Flower

Three years later and this is still one of the realest tracks ever written.

B B

@Nicolas Soucy no arrogance, i just told you the difference

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