So What
City Morgue Lyrics


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I′ma have your momma cry
I'ma have my .45
′Cause I'm sittin' in the court room, got my lawyer lyin′
You niggas place death threats, I swear to God, all are frontin′
Got the baddest bitch, pussy wet like a waterslide
Doin' this since I was 14
Look it′s Big Sleez, my wrist chlorine
I'm servin′ raw fiends, bricks of that morphine
A bunch of crates 'round my neck like New Orleans
Black tees nigga, Johnny Bravo
With the Draco, I go retardo
I got your bitch′s lip, I see tomorrow
I got the sticks swingin' like Leonardo(Mula!)

Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas talkin′? No discussion
Run up and it′s one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'?

Vetements and some Louis V, where he get his jeans?
Clean diamond water, I′m the one who flex the hardest, I'm just me
In the V, switching lanes, my chains is danglin′ to my knees
Servin' G′s out the window like McDonald's servin' fiends
Wait, boy I can′t relate, no, my shit is fake
Niggas don′t want war with soldier, went to war, he M.I.A
Nigga hidin' at a knife and thinkin′ that he couldn't get
Get filleted like a fish fillet, machete to your face
Niggas playin′ like a bitch today, finesse him out his chains
Wrap his chains all around the nigga, shoot em' in the face
I don′t fake 'cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe
I don't fake ′cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe

Talk and it′s one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas talkin'? No discussion




Run up and it′s one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to City Morgue's song "So What" are a reflection of the gritty, violent nature of their music. The first verse, performed by ZillaKami, describes his willingness to use violence to protect himself, even if it means causing a mother to cry. He raps about carrying his .45 to the courtroom and having his lawyer lie for him. He also speaks about the futility of his enemies' death threats, claiming they are all just pretending. He is confident and boasts about his love life and drug dealing experience, punctuated by the metaphor of wearing crates around his neck like New Orleans. His lines showcase a sense of aggression and lack of regard for social standards.


SosMula takes over in the second verse, bragging about his high-end fashion and diamond water, but quickly transitions to talking about his violent behavior. He speaks about his ability to easily take down his enemies, even those who think they are hidden or safe from his attacks. He also talks about "finessing" his enemies out of their chains and using them to wrap around them before shooting them in the face. His verse displays a lack of empathy, a focus on wealth and power, and a desire to exert control in violent ways.


Overall, the lyrics to "So What" reflect the dark and aggressive style that City Morgue is known for, highlighting their willingness to use violence to achieve their goals.


Line by Line Meaning

I′ma have your momma cry
I will inflict so much harm that your mother will cry


I'ma have my .45
I will have my .45 gun with me


′Cause I'm sittin' in the court room, got my lawyer lyin′
I am sitting in court and my lawyer is lying to win the case


You niggas place death threats, I swear to God, all are frontin′
The death threats made by you guys are empty and meaningless


Got the baddest bitch, pussy wet like a waterslide
I have the best girl, and she is very turned on


Doin' this since I was 14
I have been in this game since I was fourteen years old


Look it′s Big Sleez, my wrist chlorine
See who I am, Big Sleez with my wrist shining like chlorine


I'm servin′ raw fiends, bricks of that morphine
I am selling strong drugs, bricks of morphine


A bunch of crates 'round my neck like New Orleans
I have many chains around my neck like those in New Orleans


Black tees nigga, Johnny Bravo
I wear black tees and look like Johnny Bravo


With the Draco, I go retardo
With my Draco gun, I become crazy


I got your bitch′s lip, I see tomorrow
I own your girl and control her fate


I got the sticks swingin' like Leonardo(Mula!)
I am carrying guns and they move like Leonardo from TMNT (Mula!)


Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
If you talk, you will get shot in the head, no big deal


Why the fuck you niggas talkin′? No discussion
Why are you guys talking? There is no need for discussion


Run up and it′s one to the leg, so what?
If you run towards me, you will get shot in the leg, it doesn't matter


You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'?
You should have walked away, why are you running now?


Vetements and some Louis V, where he get his jeans?
I have expensive clothing brands Vetements and Louis Vuitton. Where did you get your jeans?


Clean diamond water, I′m the one who flex the hardest, I'm just me
I have clean diamond water and am the one who shows off the most, I am just myself


In the V, switching lanes, my chains is danglin′ to my knees
I am changing lanes in my car, my chains are hanging down to my knees


Servin' G′s out the window like McDonald's servin' fiends
I am serving drugs to gangsters out the car window like McDonald's serving food to customers


Wait, boy I can′t relate, no, my shit is fake
Hold on, I cannot connect with you, because you seem fake


Niggas don′t want war with soldier, went to war, he M.I.A
People don't want to fight with a soldier because they will lose and be missing in action


Nigga hidin' at a knife and thinkin′ that he couldn't get
A guy is hiding with a knife and thinking he's invincible


Get filleted like a fish fillet, machete to your face
That guy will get cut like a fish and I will use a machete on his face


Niggas playin′ like a bitch today, finesse him out his chains
People are acting cowardly and I will steal their chains


Wrap his chains all around the nigga, shoot em' in the face
I will wrap the chains around the person and shoot them in the face


I don′t fake 'cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe
I don't pretend because I have bullets ready, so none of you are safe


I don't fake ′cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe
I am serious because I have bullets ready, so none of you are safe




Writer(s): Marshall Noah Altman, Joel Vilardi, Dylan Altman, Dustin Redmon, Aaron Gillespie, Joseph Musten

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