Road Rage
D.O.K Lyrics
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C'mon, nigga, we gotta go, nigga (fuck)
Let's go, nigga, let's get this shit gone (shh)
Tryin' to, nigga, this motherfucker won't start
Nigga, we finna get caught, nigga this bullshit
Come on, Goddamn it
Buck (yeah), buck (yeah), buck (yeah)
I'm takin' up both lanes, nigga, this road rage
(Oh, oh shit, oh shit)
Fuck lookin' both ways
Billion miles an hour on your pavement
The streets is ours, the aves and boulevards
The fuck you know about foreign cars? And
I pull up in shit you ain't never seen before
Move, bitch
Buckle up, get ready for this new shit
Sober, 'bout to risk it all except my dick and balls, uh
Fuck it, let's go live, nigga, hit record, uh
Speedin' past fried chicken and liquor stores, uh
Ivadin' your turf like a conquistador, ha
Ain't worried 'bout the damages, so bill us
Send bandages or ambulance, can't handle my gorillas
Advantages I managed to leverage and clue my connection of savages
That's mannish and ready to handle business
Suffer a torn meniscus for fuckin' actin' pretentious (I swear)
Mm, better check my credentials
I'm stuck in a world where ligaments get ruptured on road to riches
In a place where they take anything but pictures
I'm takin' up both lanes, nigga, this road rage
(Oh, oh shit, oh shit)
Fuck lookin' both ways
A billion miles an hour on your pavement
You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevards (uh-huh)
What the fuck you know about foreign cars? And (uh, uh, uh-huh)
I pull up in shit you ain't never seen before
Move, bitch
Buckle up, get ready for this new trip
Pull up in unison like hooligans, you know, by the motorcade
Yellin' shit out the window, this ain't Nintendo, you niggas think it's a game
Try not to cut me off on the boulevard, it could turn into Pompeii
In Inglewood, I'm a sergeant, plus I'm an artist
Graffiti on concrete (man, man, man)
Si tú me entiendes, te lo digo
Andar en mi zona, S.O.s., no más suicidio
Catch hands like (?) Son dirigidos
Con una llamada, llegan cuetes, batos, y primos
We go billion miles per hour across your timezones
We made it to diamonds, came from rhinestones
We'll change your climate, get your mind blown
A penny for your thoughts, a fair exchange
I'm takin' up both lanes, nigga, this road rage
(Oh, oh shit, oh shit)
Fuck lookin' both ways
A billion miles an hour on your pavement
You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevard
What the fuck you know about foreign cars? And
I pull up in shit you ain't never seen before
Move, bitch
Buckle up, get ready for this new trip
Bom, bom, bom bom
I'ma take a ride through the hills
Hop up on the 405, traffic standstill
Go the wrong way
I can't find my routes
Only one way on mine
Switch lanes when I gotta
Zero to a hundred when I run up
Self-made in these strees
Road rage in these streets
I'm takin' up both lanes, nigga, this that road rage
(Oh, oh shit, oh shit)
These motherfuckers can't drive,
I swear I almost hopped out on 'em
Baby, guess who I seen today
Now don't get mad (who?)
D Smoke
This nigga D Smoke
Everybody's talkin' 'bout D Smoke
Who is this nigga?
You ain't never heard of D Smoke?
Man, he be fuckin', you know
He, first he talkin' Spanish and
Then he tryna lead the masses and
Next thing you know he with the gangsters, like
What is he really on?
You sound like a hater
Ayy, man, I just need that nigga to keep it real
Keep it real? Have you heard his music?
Hell nah, I don't need to
I just mind my business
The lyrics to D.O.K's song "Road Rage" touch on themes of frustration, rebellion, and pushing the boundaries. The opening lines express urgency and a sense of impending danger. The singer is in a hurry and fears getting caught, using expletives to emphasize their agitation.
The repeated phrase "buck, buck, buck" in the following lines can be interpreted as a representation of defiance and a rebellious spirit. It conveys the singer's determination to challenge the rules and norms of society.
The chorus of the song delves into the concept of road rage. Here, road rage is used as a metaphor for the singer's mindset of taking up both lanes and disregarding the conventional paths in life. They refuse to look both ways, symbolizing a rejection of caution and a willingness to embrace risk. The mention of foreign cars suggests a luxurious lifestyle that is unfamiliar to others. The singer feels superior and unstoppable, ready to introduce new and exciting experiences to those around them.
The second verse presents the singer's mindset of living in the moment and taking risks. They disregard the potential consequences and joke about not caring about anything except their dignity. They describe speeding past locations associated with indulgence and temptation, further highlighting their rebellious nature. The mention of a torn meniscus can be seen as a metaphor for the physical and emotional hardships the singer is willing to endure to achieve success.
Throughout the song, there is a sense of pride in breaking societal norms, which is reinforced in the chorus. The streets, avenues, and boulevards become symbols of the singer's domain, which they claim as their own. The mention of foreign cars again emphasizes their elevated status. The line "move, bitch" showcases their assertiveness and refusal to be limited by anyone else's expectations.
The final verse introduces the idea of unity and collective rebellion. The “hooligans” symbolize a group of like-minded individuals who are unafraid to defy the rules. They challenge others to understand their perspective and lifestyle, emphasizing the unique experiences and connections that come with their way of life. The metaphoric mention of speed and changing time zones reflects their rapid progress and the transformation they have undergone.
In the last section, the lyrics shift to a more personal exploration of the singer's journey. They express the desire to explore the hills and defy traffic. They assert their self-made status and pride in their roots. The phrase "zero to a hundred" represents their quick ascendancy and the determination they possess to overcome any obstacles. The final lines, a conversation between two individuals discussing the artist D Smoke, suggest a skepticism towards others' perceptions and judgments.
Overall, "Road Rage" embodies a spirit of rebellion, risk-taking, and breaking societal constraints. The lyrics encourage listeners to challenge norms and embrace a bold and unapologetic approach to life.
Line by Line Meaning
Got 'em
I successfully deceived or tricked them
C'mon, nigga, we gotta go, nigga (fuck)
Hey, friend, we need to leave immediately, this is frustrating
Let's go, nigga, let's get this shit gone (shh)
Come on, friend, let's hurry and leave quietly
Tryin' to, nigga, this motherfucker won't start
Attempting to start the car, but it's not working
Nigga, we finna get caught, nigga this bullshit
Friend, we're likely going to be caught, this is a frustrating situation
Come on, Goddamn it
Hurry up, this is frustrating
Buck (yeah), buck (yeah), buck (yeah)
I'm speeding up, accelerating quickly
I'm takin' up both lanes, nigga, this road rage
I'm driving aggressively, occupying both lanes out of frustration
(Oh, oh shit, oh shit)
(Expressing surprise or fear)
Fuck lookin' both ways
I don't care about checking for oncoming traffic
Billion miles an hour on your pavement
Driving extremely fast on your roads
The streets is ours, the aves and boulevards
We have dominance over the streets, avenues, and boulevards
The fuck you know about foreign cars? And
What do you know about luxury cars from other countries?
I pull up in shit you ain't never seen before
I arrive in vehicles you've never seen before
Move, bitch
Get out of the way
Buckle up, get ready for this new shit
Prepare yourself for a new and intense experience
Sober, 'bout to risk it all except my dick and balls, uh
I'm willing to take a big risk while remaining cautious
Fuck it, let's go live, nigga, hit record, uh
Forget it, let's go live and record this
Speedin' past fried chicken and liquor stores, uh
Driving past fast food and liquor establishments at high speed
Ivadin' your turf like a conquistador, ha
Invading your territory like a conquering conqueror
Ain't worried 'bout the damages, so bill us
I'm not concerned about the costs of the damages, send me the bill
Send bandages or ambulance, can't handle my gorillas
Send medical supplies or an ambulance, my crew is strong and wild
Advantages I managed to leverage and clue my connection of savages
I have successfully utilized my connections with a group of fierce individuals
That's mannish and ready to handle business
They are courageous and prepared to handle any situation
Suffer a torn meniscus for fuckin' actin' pretentious (I swear)
I swear, they will experience a knee injury for behaving arrogantly
Mm, better check my credentials
Hmm, you should verify my qualifications
I'm stuck in a world where ligaments get ruptured on road to riches
I'm trapped in a world where people get injured on the journey to wealth
In a place where they take anything but pictures
In a location where everything except photographs is allowed
You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevards (uh-huh)
As you can see, we have control over the streets, avenues, and boulevards
What the fuck you know about foreign cars? And (uh, uh, uh-huh)
What do you know about luxury cars from other countries?
I pull up in shit you ain't never seen before
I arrive in vehicles you've never seen before
Pull up in unison like hooligans, you know, by the motorcade
Arriving together like rowdy troublemakers, near the procession of vehicles
Yellin' shit out the window, this ain't Nintendo, you niggas think it's a game
Shouting things out of the car window, this is not a video game, you guys think it's a joke
Try not to cut me off on the boulevard, it could turn into Pompeii
Avoid cutting me off on the boulevard, it could result in a disastrous situation
In Inglewood, I'm a sergeant, plus I'm an artist
In Inglewood, I hold authority like a sergeant, and I'm also a talented artist
Graffiti on concrete (man, man, man)
Creating visual art on the surface of concrete (emphasizing the word)
Si tú me entiendes, te lo digo
If you understand me, I'll explain
Andar en mi zona, S.O.s., no más suicidio
Operating in my area, it's dangerous, so don't risk your life
Catch hands like (?) Son dirigidos
You'll receive physical punishment like you're targeted
Con una llamada, llegan cuetes, batos, y primos
With just one phone call, I can summon my armed friends and family members
We go billion miles per hour across your timezones
We travel incredibly fast across different time zones
We made it to diamonds, came from rhinestones
We've achieved great success, starting from humble beginnings
We'll change your climate, get your mind blown
We will alter your environment and leave you astonished
A penny for your thoughts, a fair exchange
I'm willing to listen to your opinions, an equitable transaction
I'ma take a ride through the hills
I'm going to drive through the hills
Hop up on the 405, traffic standstill
Get on the 405 freeway, traffic is completely stopped
Go the wrong way
Deliberately drive in the opposite direction
I can't find my routes
I'm unable to locate the correct paths
Only one way on mine
I have my own unique path
Switch lanes when I gotta
I change lanes when necessary
Zero to a hundred when I run up
I accelerate from nothing to high speed when I approach
Self-made in these strees
I've achieved success on my own in this challenging environment
Road rage in these streets
Expressing intense anger while driving on the streets
These motherfuckers can't drive, I swear I almost hopped out on 'em
These individuals can't drive properly, I almost got out of my car to confront them
Baby, guess who I seen today
Darling, can you guess who I saw today?
Now don't get mad (who?)
Now don't become upset (who are you talking about?)
D Smoke
I saw D Smoke
This nigga D Smoke
This guy named D Smoke
Everybody's talkin' 'bout D Smoke
Everyone is discussing D Smoke
Who is this nigga?
Who is this guy?
You ain't never heard of D Smoke?
You've never heard of D Smoke?
Man, he be fuckin', you know
Well, he is talented, you know
He, first he talkin' Spanish and
First, he speaks in Spanish and
Then he tryna lead the masses and
Then he attempts to guide the people and
Next thing you know he with the gangsters, like
And before you know it, he is associating with gangsters, as if
What is he really on?
What is his true intentions or motives?
You sound like a hater
You sound jealous or envious
Ayy, man, I just need that nigga to keep it real
Hey, man, I just want that guy to be honest
Keep it real? Have you heard his music?
Be honest? Have you listened to his music?
Hell nah, I don't need to
Hell no, I don't have to
I just mind my business
I simply focus on my own affairs
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Daniel Farris, Dwayne Abernathy Jr., Isaac De Boni, Jahmel Gwin, Marsha Ambrosius, Michael Mule
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