Frontline
Culture VI Lyrics
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Maaaaaaan what you know about a cat like are?
A dime piece nigga chicks catfight for
My gat strike war begin on the blocks
And got words with any army member or cop
I'll send 'em a shot 'cause cult VI cats'll attack
We hit the block til' we can build a castle with crack
No hasslin black I'm mad 'cause rappers is wack
[Juganot]
We broadcastin' live from the streets where I come
Prepared for beef there's no peace of mind some
Believe the Desert E's relieves the problems
And if that's the case then let's get it poppin'
Juganot killin' 'em breakin' 'em off proper
The next big thing since Pun And Big Poppa
So big when I walk in a room it gets darker
I'm soon to be a household name just like Martha
Stewart and Bill Cosby and Bob Barker
The crew is Culture VI and type bonkers
Juganot tougher than Tonka the monster
Eatin' the tracks alive divide and conquer
[Brolik]
D O S dead on sight whenever we meet
Wanted for murder what'd you do? I done killed another beat
Ash that before you pass that what is you doin'?
Throw some spit on the tip of the spliff prevent the canoeing
Culture VI introducin' I'll take care of the lyrics you handle the producin'
Let's be realistic I ain't feelin' them they too simplistic
I'll subtract you and add somethin' different listen
[SixXx]
colossal crews are crumblin' mumblin' mouths is runnin' and
No matter how you look at it nothin' amounts to nothin' and
Not a lot of rhymers want to try to put on a facade of maraudin'
Oh shit the heart of the squadron
Gotta barrage of marksman as large as the Partridge
Rippin' bone flesh and arteries discardin' the carcass
Part of the squad is heartless and parts obnoxious
Throwin' fists to the sky knockin' gods unconscious
[Kas]
When it comes to beer I'm a Beck that guns I'm a Tech that
Beef I'm a check that set that and wet that
Puss I'm a wreck that gamble we can bet that
Raise me met that lose I collect that
Tools I can get that rules don't respect that
Cars I'm a Lex that but only GS that
Chrome BBS that dough we don't stress that
Hoes we don't sweat that foes we address that
Go where ya' rest at Fours where ya' chest at
Holes where ya' vest at roll with the best cats
[Bugz]
Who's that??? Who's that?
[Culture VI]
CULTURE VI!
[Chorus: Hystwise]
Yo, You want war then you got it
see V I be Frontline with guns in our pockets
You want war then it's over for you
We got soldiers with tools that's focused on you
You want war then you got it
see V I be frontline with guns in our pockets
You want war then it's over for you
We got soldiers with tools that's focused on you
[Skeemo]
Check this out right here..
Maaan... I put the guns down we can do it with the fists
I ain't the barber shop I can still get you clipped
Got a gauge behind the stove keep a tool in the room
Niggaz had you up north washin' Fruit of the Looms
Dirty underwear cleaner comin' home try'na act meaner
Ya' nickname in Attica was Tina
Try'na act tough'll only leave ya' eye crooked
Gimme the crack and tell ya' boss I took it
Titanium vest up under the shirt pussy
I see that maxi pad under your skirt
Don't try to hide your dress get hit with 25 or less
Have the surgeons inside your chest
[Poizon Vaporz]
You Know it be P V itchy to bang when I'm venting my steam
'cause all I shoot is my age and I M-16
If you rappin' and you heard me and you happen to disturb me
Quick to react with the mack and turn your jacket to a jersey
And just to get smacked or clapped you know it's no prob
With recliner gats that kick back and take a load off
So chill out you want war ofcourse it's a certainty
With chainsaws to take your brain off in gang surgery
[Radius]
Ya'll rookie ass niggaz I'm ripping these lames fuck this
With your wack I need to get in the game punches
Pollutin' these faggots put two in these rappers
The emcee Spielberg when I'm shootin' these actors
Bet a knife can make a pool of blood rise from your flesh
Makin' it easier for these bullets to dive in your chest
Killin' niggaz with a dirty weapon
Keep talkin' we can fight and shoot the fair one plus 37
Ya' boy sick I don't want to breath on ya'
So please leave 'fore the snub nose sneeze on ya'
You can do a bid for a kid for a crime
And you still couldn't serve a fuckin' sentence of mines
[Clowd9yne]
Release enough anger my common sense
In this rap tracks get to a point I touch danger
I'm underground archeoligists can learn from this
Watch this like Fossil watches'll stop clocks in my force it's
Forewarnin' precautions eat beef on ya' block no spoons street forks in
Peep often see me the heats all sick
You'll see coffins beat off ya' see 4 bricks
[Bugzy Bogart]
It's pretty rare you see me form an alliance
I keep my palm on an appliance in case I get warned by the sirens
Bogart got the heart of a lion seen my Moms cryin'
When I got stabbed and she thought I was dyin'
Ever since I've been sort of a tyrant
Gargamel ? had ?em sparkin' els for they lost men and orphans
And I spit too sick for walkmans and all that tough shit you talkin'? Shit
I should send you my hollow tips 'cause they rip through organs
Keyboards pianos it's T. Soprano
it's too much heat to handle
It's Culture - 6 thousand degrees for vandals
[Chorus: Hystwise]
You want war then you got it
see V I be frontline with guns in our pockets
You want war then it's over for you
We got soldiers with tools that's focused on you
You want war then you got it
see V I be frontline with guns in our pockets
You want war then it's over for you
We got soldiers with tools that's focused on you
You want war then you got it
see V I be frontline with guns in our pockets
You want war then it's over for you
We got soldiers with tools that's focused on you
The song "Frontline" by Culture VI is a rap anthem for the group, depicting their constant state of preparedness and willingness to fight anyone who challenges them. Each verse is delivered with a sense of authority, describing their arsenal of weapons and their willingness to use them. They boast about their toughness and prowess, likening themselves to household names like Bill Cosby and Bob Barker. The chorus, delivered by Hystwise, reiterates their commitment to warfare, with guns in their pockets and focused soldiers ready to attack.
The opening verse by R.E.U. sets the tone for the song, describing his reputation as a desirable man that women catfight for; however, he's more interested in engaging in street battles with the police or rival gangs. Juganot takes over, claiming to be the next big thing since Pun and Big Poppa, and asserts his toughness by claiming that he makes rooms darker when he enters. Brolik raps about his readiness to kill, and SixXx follows with a verse describing the large, formidable crew they've assembled. Kas boasts about his material possessions and ability to handle any beef, while Skeemo takes a more philosophical approach by suggesting that they fight with fists instead of guns. Poizon Vaporz then enters, claiming to be quick to react with his M-16, and Radius describes his ability to take out anyone who steps to him. Clowd9yne's verse is more introspective, discussing his underground reputation and warning others not to mess with him. Finally, Bugzy Bogart claims that he's too tough for any challengers and extols his ability to defeat anyone with his arsenal of weapons.
Overall, "Frontline" is a song about the dangers and toughness of street life, and the constant need to be prepared for battle. Each member of Culture VI delivers a powerful verse that amplifies their reputation and capabilities, making it clear that they are not to be messed with.
Line by Line Meaning
Maaaaaaan what you know about a cat like are?
Do you really understand anything about someone like me?
A dime piece nigga chicks catfight for
Women fight over me because I'm so desirable
My gat strike war begin on the blocks
My gun is ready to start a war in the streets
And got words with any army member or cop
I have a problem with anyone who might oppose me, including cops and soldiers
I'll send 'em a shot 'cause cult VI cats'll attack
I am ready to use my gun to defend Culture VI from harm
We hit the block til' we can build a castle with crack
We continue to sell drugs on the streets until we can amass a fortune
No hasslin black I'm mad 'cause rappers is wack
I am frustrated with the low quality of rappers in the industry
Don't mind us culture subtractin' ya' stacks
Culture VI is taking all the money from mediocre rappers
We broadcastin' live from the streets where I come
Our music is a reflection of the rough streets we grew up on
Prepared for beef there's no peace of mind some
We are ready to fight anyone who tries to mess with us, which causes stress and anxiety
Believe the Desert E's relieves the problems
Using drugs like Ecstasy can temporarily ease the stress we feel
And if that's the case then let's get it poppin'
If drugs can help us feel better, then let's use them and get into some trouble.
D O S dead on sight whenever we meet
If we have a problem with someone, we are willing to kill them on sight.
Wanted for murder what'd you do? I done killed another beat
I am so good at rapping that it's like I'm murdering beats
Ash that before you pass that what is you doin'?
Please don't waste the joint by letting it burn too quickly
Throw some spit on the tip of the spliff prevent the canoeing
Put some saliva on the tip of the joint to keep it burning evenly
Ya' nickname in Attica was Tina
You were known as a weak prisoner in jail
Titanium vest up under the shirt pussy
I am wearing a bulletproof vest, so don't even try to shoot me
I see that maxi pad under your skirt
I can tell that you are weak and vulnerable
You Know it be P V itchy to bang when I'm venting my steam
I am eager to fight when I'm feeling angry
Ya'll rookie ass niggaz I'm ripping these lames
I'm better at rapping than all of these inexperienced rappers
Pollutin' these faggots put two in these rappers
I am so good at rapping that it's like I'm killing other rappers
Ya' boy sick I don't want to breath on ya'
I'm so sick that I don't even want to breathe near you
And just to get smacked or clapped you know it's no prob
I am not afraid of getting hit or shot
Ya' can do a bid for a kid for a crime
You could go to jail for a long time for committing a small crime
Release enough anger my common sense
When I'm feeling angry, I have to be careful not to do anything stupid
Peep often see me the heats all sick
Watch out for me because I am armed and dangerous
It's pretty rare you see me form an alliance
I don't usually work with other people because I can take care of myself
Bogart got the heart of a lion seen my Moms cryin'
I am as brave as a lion and I have faced difficult situations before
Ever since I've been sort of a tyrant
Since I have been through so much, I feel like I can boss other people around
And I spit too sick for walkmans
My music is too good to be listened to on a cheap device
Ya' boy sick I don't want to breath on ya'
I might infect you with something if I get too close
It's Culture - 6 thousand degrees for vandals
Culture VI is too hot and too dangerous for most people to handle
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TREVANT JERMAINE HARDSON, ROMYE ROBINSON, EMANDU IMANI RASHAAN WILCOX
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