Broken Down
DJ Quik Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

No. No. The name stays on
The name's got my daddy's blood on it
The name stays on got my daddy's blood on it
The name stays on She can have half of it

I'm a give a hand gesture
The one that I make
When I give my thumb and other three fingers a break
You get the One
No, It's not random, it's not a mistake
You get the One, yeah

Man, ya'll rap cats funny
I'm Fred G. Sanford, ya'll big ole dummies
And I ain't about to spit up on your verse
If you can't pull a little somethin' somethin'
Out your purse
I'm a vet, not a pet
So Cal Intellect, grants me a much fatter check
So, oh shit! I'm back up in the booth again
This time no looky loos gettin' in
Please. See ain't no reasonin'
Your bland. Your pimpin' needs seasonin'
I'm one of the best from the West
My name's still tatted on my Ex-wife's chest
And I don't have Jungle Fever
Neither do I need a rapper rapping with me either
Ya best realize who you're dealing with
I'm on some 93 point Tweed Cadillac

I don't understand ya'll niggas
And I know ya'll don't understand me
But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
Just to light a little fire
Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
You couldn't keep up with the city
So you moved out to the desert
And you want to blame your drama on me
Keep it Broken Down

You see the gift
Now find the gab
To each it's reach
If I don't cop, it ain't mine to have
I'm tryin' to be as clean as a ?
But in the back of my mind, I'm like get the fuck away from me
Why do you want to try to stress a muthafucka?
If I throw you a P at you, nigga, catch the muthafucka
Here's the dearly and there's the departed
The only time I like to fuck you
Is when I'm off that narcotic
You know I'm no good
I get my money in the hood
Tattoo

Oh yeah

Hey Quik! Blow a trick out
Ain't it fucked up when a bitch coughs while your fucking and spits your dick out?

Money

Give me more. Aye Quik I'm serious
Ain't that the same nigga that choked a bitch out with a gray unicorn?
Holy fish scale!
You mean to tell me, you'd rather save this bitch than save this whale?
It's mighty skeptical
Quik, all these years and you ain't gave me a Pee, nah, I'm talkin' about the vegetable
And she knows it's me when I'm pullin' up
Cuz my car goes Vroom Vroom
And her daddy's easy to talk to because the whole conversation be Um-hmm
Now buckle down for the backlash
Why they call Dj Quik Dj Quik? that fast!

I don't understand ya'll niggas
And I know ya'll don't understand me
But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
Just to light a little fire
Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
You couldn't keep up with the city
So you moved out to the desert
And you want to blame your drama on me
Keep it Broken Down

You niggas buyin' Meth, I'm buyin' cookware
I'm tired of being a muthafuckin' pall-bearer
I think I'd rather be Geraldo Rivera
And tell the people what's really going on with you squares
How could I lose my identity?
How could we become our own worst enemy?
Even at the park, we don't party whatever
Not familiar, because we are hardly together
Cyber gangbangers, Internet gimmicks
How did all my fans get replaced with critics?
Went to sleep and woke up in a world full of limits
And being humble is synonomous with being timid
Niggas annoy me, so I frighten them
They stalk and hunt me down, 'til I enlighten them
And then they sex play me, sounding fruity
When you call me bitch ass nigga
Is that a female dog shaped booty?

I don't understand ya'll niggas
And I know ya'll don't understand me
But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
Just to light a little fire
Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
You couldn't keep up with the city
So you moved out to the desert




And you want to blame your drama on me
Keep it Broken Down

Overall Meaning

In DJ Quik's song Broken Down, the lyrics reveal the rapper's frustration and disappointment with his contemporaries in the rap industry. DJ Quik feels that he cannot connect with those around him, and is especially frustrated with the limitations placed on his creative efforts. He emphasizes this point by placing emphasis on his name, which he notes is something that he inherited from his father. The chorus emphasizes that no matter what happens, his name stays on.


Throughout the song, DJ Quik explains the difficulty of dealing with other artists who don't seem to understand what he is trying to accomplish as a musician. He mocks those who he views as inferior rappers, even going so far as to provide a more effective hand gesture than some of them. DJ Quik notes that he has had a long and successful career, which he believes comes from his talent in music production and his creative vision. He rejects anyone who wants to collaborate with him if he doesn't think they match his level of skill or vision.


Ultimately, Broken Down is a song about DJ Quik's determination to stick to his values and musical goals. He feels that he is being held back by those around him, but refuses to let those limitations break him. The song is a defiant stance against those who try to undermine DJ Quik's legacy and influence.


Line by Line Meaning

No. No. The name stays on
I refuse to let go of my name and reputation


The name's got my daddy's blood on it
My name carries the legacy and lineage of my father


The name stays on got my daddy's blood on it
I am determined to preserve my family's heritage through my name


The name stays on She can have half of it
Although she may claim a part of my name, it remains intact and significant


I'm a give a hand gesture
I'll express myself with a distinctive hand movement


The one that I make
The one that I create and uniquely perform


When I give my thumb and other three fingers a break
When I temporarily rest my thumb and three fingers from their usual movements


You get the One
You receive the pinnacle of my craft and creativity


No, It's not random, it's not a mistake
The One is deliberate and purposeful, not haphazard or accidental


You get the One, yeah
You are privileged to experience the excellence of my artistry


Man, ya'll rap cats funny
You rap artists are amusing and peculiar


I'm Fred G. Sanford, ya'll big ole dummies
I liken myself to the character Fred G. Sanford, mocking your lack of intelligence


And I ain't about to spit up on your verse
I refuse to degrade myself by collaborating with subpar artists


If you can't pull a little somethin' somethin' out your purse
If you can't contribute anything of value, then I have no interest in working with you


I'm a vet, not a pet
I am an experienced and respected artist, not someone to be controlled or used


So Cal Intellect, grants me a much fatter check
My intelligence and talent from Southern California enable me to earn a significant income


So, oh shit! I'm back up in the booth again
I express surprise and excitement as I return to the recording booth


This time no looky loos gettin' in
This time, I won't allow curious onlookers to interrupt or hinder my creative process


Please. See ain't no reasonin'
There's no point in trying to reason with you


Your bland. Your pimpin' needs seasonin'
Your style is dull and lacking flavor; you need to spice up your game


I'm one of the best from the West
I am recognized as one of the finest artists from the Western region


My name's still tatted on my Ex-wife's chest
My name is permanently inked on the chest of my former spouse


And I don't have Jungle Fever
I am not attracted to or romantically involved with people of African descent


Neither do I need a rapper rapping with me either
I don't require the presence of other rappers in my songs


Ya best realize who you're dealing with
You should understand the caliber and reputation of the person you're interacting with


I'm on some 93 point Tweed Cadillac
I am exuding the cool, luxurious essence of a 93-point Tweed Cadillac


I don't understand ya'll niggas
I don't comprehend your actions and behavior


And I know ya'll don't understand me
I am aware that you are unable to grasp my perspective and mentality


But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
If mocking and ridiculing you is necessary


Just to light a little fire
In order to ignite some reaction or passion


Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
Then I suppose that is the only option I have


Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
You see, I don't understand you fools


Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
You have strong and ignorant viewpoints, acting like a seasoned gangster


You couldn't keep up with the city
You were unable to adapt and thrive in the urban environment


So you moved out to the desert
Therefore, you relocated to the desert area


And you want to blame your drama on me
Now you attempt to attribute your problems and conflicts to me


Keep it Broken Down
Continue to be transparent and honest about the reality of your situation


You see the gift
You recognize the talent and ability


Now find the gab
Now discover the confidence and communication skills


To each it's reach
To every individual comes a different level of success


If I don't cop, it ain't mine to have
If I don't acquire or obtain it, then it was never meant for me


I'm tryin' to be as clean as a ?
I am striving to maintain moral purity or cleanliness, similar to an unknown reference


But in the back of my mind, I'm like get the fuck away from me
However, deep down, I have a desire for distance and separation


Why do you want to try to stress a muthafucka?
Why do you feel the need to cause distress and discomfort for someone?


If I throw you a P at you, nigga, catch the muthafucka
If I offer you an opportunity, you better seize it without hesitation


Here's the dearly and there's the departed
Here's the loved ones and here's the ones who have passed away


The only time I like to fuck you
The only time I enjoy engaging with you sexually


Is when I'm off that narcotic
Is when I am under the influence of drugs


You know I'm no good
You're aware that I am not a trustworthy or reliable person


I get my money in the hood
I earn my income within the local community


Tattoo
An exclamation, indicating the permanence or significant impact of something


Oh yeah
Expression of affirmation or agreement


Hey Quik! Blow a trick out
Hey Quik! Impress and dazzle the audience with your skills


Ain't it fucked up when a bitch coughs while your fucking and spits your dick out?
Isn't it unfortunate when a woman interrupts the sexual act by coughing and expelling your penis?


Money
An exclamation, reflecting the importance or impact of money


Give me more. Aye Quik I'm serious
Provide me with additional resources or opportunities. Hey Quik, I'm being sincere


Ain't that the same nigga that choked a bitch out with a gray unicorn?
Isn't that the same person who strangled a woman using a gray unicorn?


Holy fish scale!
Expression of surprise or shock


You mean to tell me, you'd rather save this bitch than save this whale?
Are you implying that you prioritize rescuing a woman over saving an endangered whale?


It's mighty skeptical
This situation seems highly dubious or questionable


Quik, all these years and you ain't gave me a Pee, nah, I'm talkin' about the vegetable
Quik, after all this time, you haven't provided me with a urine sample. No, I'm referring to the vegetable


And she knows it's me when I'm pullin' up
She recognizes my presence when I arrive


Cuz my car goes Vroom Vroom
Because my car produces a distinct engine sound


And her daddy's easy to talk to because the whole conversation be Um-hmm
And her father is approachable because he only responds with brief affirmative sounds like 'Um-hmm'


Now buckle down for the backlash
Prepare yourself for the negative reactions and consequences


Why they call DJ Quik DJ Quik? that fast!
Why do they refer to DJ Quik as DJ Quik? with such speed or urgency!


You niggas buyin' Meth, I'm buyin' cookware
While you guys are purchasing drugs, I'm investing in kitchen equipment


I'm tired of being a muthafuckin' pallbearer
I'm fed up with constantly bearing the burden or responsibility


I think I'd rather be Geraldo Rivera
I believe I prefer to be like Geraldo Rivera, a journalist who exposes truth and reality


And tell the people what's really going on with you squares
And inform the public about the true nature of you square individuals


How could I lose my identity?
What caused me to lose my sense of self and who I am?


How could we become our own worst enemy?
How did we end up being the ones who sabotage and harm ourselves the most?


Even at the park, we don't party whatever
Even in recreational settings, we fail to fully enjoy and celebrate


Not familiar, because we are hardly together
We are not close or familiar with one another due to our lack of unity


Cyber gangbangers, Internet gimmicks
Individuals who act tough and engage in gang activity online, using the internet for attention-seeking


How did all my fans get replaced with critics?
How did my supporters transition into critics and detractors?


Went to sleep and woke up in a world full of limits
I went to bed in a world filled with possibilities and awoke to discover a reality constrained by boundaries


And being humble is synonymous with being timid
People now associate being humble with being timid or lacking confidence


Niggas annoy me, so I frighten them
I intimidate or scare away individuals who irritate me


They stalk and hunt me down, 'til I enlighten them
They relentlessly pursue and track me until I share knowledge or insight with them


And then they sex play me, sounding fruity
And then they try to imitate or mimic my sexual behavior, coming across as inauthentic or ridiculous


When you call me bitch ass nigga
When you insult me by referring to me as a weak or submissive individual


Is that a female dog shaped booty?
Are you implying that my behind resembles the shape of a female dog?


Keep it Broken Down
Continue to be genuine and honest about your thoughts and intentions




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BUTCH WALKER, CLINT LOWERY, JOHN CONNOLLY, LA JON WITHERSPOON, MORGAN ROSE, VINCE HORNSBY

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

Tommy Vercetti

Has that old school vibe. I'm feeling the synthesizers and piano. Takes me back to the 80's type beat

nicole neumohr

Yes he's back!!! Go Suga Free~~Go DJ Quik!!!! Loving the old school vibe as well.

Chris’ Experience

Didn't expect nothing less from the greatest.

Ignorance is not aTREND🤔

When I give my thumb and other three fingers a break.....dj quik is a genius, if anybody doesn't get what he's saying he's saying that he gives THROWING UP BLOOD SIGNS A BREAK

Cholly J

This Blap hard..Lyric , Track ,grove,tones,dialed real nice..hat goes off to u Quik..

Nisinique

This Str8 FIRE..Always loved me sum Tweed n Suga..

Dallas G

all time, living legend, respect.

SP-404 HypNodiQ SoundJunkie

This cut is dope as phuck!  Quik should get Eminem on a remix of this track.

Samuel Gonzalez

Smh.

Faz Blakk

Funny rap kat.....

More Comments

More Versions