Rush Hour
DJ Shog Lyrics


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Here we go
Yo, a day in the life of a player named Quik
I'm just a stubborn kind of fellow with a head like a brick
And just because I drink the 8, they say that I'm hopeless
But I don't give a fuck, so blame it on the loc-est
Now this is how we do it when we checkin a grip
Teddy Bear's in the house, so don't even trip
We're bustin funky compositions as smooth as a prism
So check it while I kick it to this funky ass rhythm
It's Friday morning, the phone is ringin off the hook *brrrrrring*
And AMG is puttin down girl rhymes in his notebook
Or should I say dope sack, because we don't bust wack *brrrrrring*
I pick up the phone and it's the D (whassup nigga?)
He said he's comin down at about two on the dot
So I'm about to rush the tub while my water's still hot
And now I'm soakin, a brother like the devestatin DJ Quik ain't jokin
Fuck with me on DSP and you'll get broken
My name is Quik, but you can call me Daddy
Yo open up the door, they think I'm Freak Man in a Caddy
Now Freaky's in an El doggin shabbies in at Alco
And everybody's sippin on a quart (here we go)
D just came with a forty and a quart
In addition to the three that Greedy just brought
But I don't wanna start early, so I just might
Put my forty in the freezer cause I wanna get bent *tonite
Tonight's the nite (yeah) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (yo when we gon get bent) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (aww yeah)
And now I'm out of the tub up in a fancy freak
Spray on some serious and put on my Girbaud jeans
Sweatsuit, the gray one with the burgundy trim
And it's a medium, fit me proper cause I'm nice and slim
Five thirty on the clock and the sun is steadily sinkin
And I am steadily thinkin about the 8 that I'll be drinkin
You know I ain't ashamed and you know I ain't bashful
So go on and pop the forty so I can pour me a glassful
Ham is in the bedroom rollin up a stencil
Fatter than a pinky and the length of a pencil
Freakie lit it up and hit it one two three
Shabby took a hit and then they pass it to me
It's the bomb
Yo I can feel my senses Get numb
Yo fuck the forty ounce I need some rum
I'm chillin like a villain Here I come
And that's how I'm livin
Tonight is the nite and I'm lookin real sporty
Proper Friday evening and I'm ready to party
Crusher came in with a handful of snaps
Fuck it, let's shoot some craps
(Yo what they in fo') A fin or a half
(Yo shoot that ten nigga) Don't make me laugh
Hi-C want a dove and he think that shit is funny
But I'm seven and eleven and I'm takin niggaz money *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (yeah watch me fuck the hoe) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (passin naturals on motherfuckers) *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (yo, I'm unfadable) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (ahh let's break it down, so I can get funky)
Ahh yeah
Givin em somethin they can roll on, hold on
Wake up Saturday morning and I got a headache
I can't believe that I'm sick from all the shit that I drank
*Last nite* Soon as I felt it comin on
I should quit, it's true that a drunk ain't shit
To the man up above, the whole thanks I give
I'll never drink again if you just let me live
Mike P spoke to me and I said I couldn't call it
Call it Earl like a mother while I'm grippin the toilet
I need a 7-Up, because my head is spinnin
Round and round I think I better sit down
My homey Shot is alright, but I'm feeling faint
I guess he's used to it, but a nigga like Quik ain't
K is on the phone, and Teddy's at the door
Some fine ass bitches comin over at four
(I thought you ain't drinkin no more) Yeah right
Because as soon as they come, we doin the same ol shit *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (yeah) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (straight gettin fucked up, heyyy) *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (fuck that pass me that pina colada) *tonite*
(Man I don't wanna fade that 8 Ball no mo)
Tonight is the nite (that shit be fuckin a nigga up) *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (ahh yeah nothin but a party and I'm kickin it)
(What's up Pete and Greg) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (how you livin?) *tonite*
Tonight's the nite (hey somebody get that nigga a Genuine Draft)
(Yeah) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (and on that motherfuckin note, I'm outta here)
(See-ya) *tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
*Tonite*
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*Tonite*
We out (what about peace?) Fuck peace nigga, give me another brew

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of DJ Shog's song Rush Hour describe the wild and carefree lifestyle of a group of friends who love to party and get high. The song starts with a reference to the singer's nickname, Quik, and his predilection for drinking 8-ball, a strong mix of malt liquor and cheap wine. The lyrics then describe a typical Friday evening, where the singer is chilling with his homies, smoking weed, and getting drunk on 40-ounce bottles of beer. He talks about shooting craps, flirting with girls, and not caring about his responsibilities. The chorus repeats the phrase "tonight is the night," emphasizing the idea that every evening is a new opportunity to let loose and have fun.


The lyrics of Rush Hour are a celebration of hedonism and excess, but they also hint at a sense of aimlessness and lack of direction. The singer seems to be stuck in a cycle of self-indulgence and escapism, unable to find meaning or purpose in his life. The repeated refrain of "tonight is the night" highlights the fleeting nature of these moments of pleasure and the emptiness that follows. Overall, Rush Hour is a catchy and energetic song that exemplifies the spirit of carefree youth culture.


Line by Line Meaning

Here we go
We are starting, let's begin


Yo, a day in the life of a player named Quik
Let me tell you about a typical day in the life of Quik, a player


I'm just a stubborn kind of fellow with a head like a brick
I'm stubborn and thick-headed


And just because I drink the 8, they say that I'm hopeless
People think I'm hopeless because I drink alcohol excessively


But I don't give a fuck, so blame it on the loc-est
I don't care what others think, blame my behavior on my craziness


Now this is how we do it when we checkin a grip
This is how we handle things when we're in control


Teddy Bear's in the house, so don't even trip
Teddy Bear is here, don't worry


We're bustin funky compositions as smooth as a prism
We're creating smooth and funky music


So check it while I kick it to this funky ass rhythm
Listen to me as I rap to this funky rhythm


It's Friday morning, the phone is ringin off the hook *brrrrrring*
It's Friday morning, and the phone won't stop ringing


And AMG is puttin down girl rhymes in his notebook
AMG is writing rap lyrics about girls in his notebook


Or should I say dope sack, because we don't bust wack *brrrrrring*
Actually, we should refer to it as a bag of drugs, because we don't create bad music


I pick up the phone and it's the D (whassup nigga?)
I answer the phone and it's my friend D, asking what's up


He said he's comin down at about two on the dot
He said he'll arrive exactly at two o'clock


So I'm about to rush the tub while my water's still hot
I'm going to quickly get in the bathtub before the water cools down


And now I'm soakin, a brother like the devestatin DJ Quik ain't jokin
Now I'm relaxing in the water, and I want you to know that I, DJ Quik, am serious


Fuck with me on DSP and you'll get broken
If you mess with me on DSP (Digital Signal Processing), I will destroy you


My name is Quik, but you can call me Daddy
I go by the name Quik, but you can call me Daddy


Yo open up the door, they think I'm Freak Man in a Caddy
Please open the door, people mistake me for Freak Man who drives a Cadillac


Now Freaky's in an El doggin shabbies in at Alco
Now Freaky is in an El Camino, enjoying himself in some way at Alco


And everybody's sippin on a quart (here we go)
And everyone is drinking a quart of alcohol


D just came with a forty and a quart
D just arrived with a forty-ounce and a quart of alcohol


In addition to the three that Greedy just brought
And on top of that, Greedy also brought three quarts


But I don't wanna start early, so I just might
But I don't want to start drinking too soon, so maybe I'll wait


Put my forty in the freezer cause I wanna get bent *tonite
I'll put my forty-ounce in the freezer because I want it to be really cold when I drink it tonight


Tonight's the nite (yeah) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, yes, tonight


Tonight is the nite *tonite*
Tonight is the night, yes, tonight


Tonight's the nite (yo when we gon get bent) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, hey, when are we going to get really drunk? Yes, tonight


Tonight is the nite (aww yeah)
Tonight is the night, oh yeah


And now I'm out of the tub up in a fancy freak
Now I'm out of the bathtub and with an attractive partner


Spray on some serious and put on my Girbaud jeans
I put on some cologne and wore my Girbaud jeans


Sweatsuit, the gray one with the burgundy trim
I wore a gray sweatsuit with burgundy trim


And it's a medium, fit me proper cause I'm nice and slim
It's a medium size, and it fits me perfectly since I'm slim


Five thirty on the clock and the sun is steadily sinkin
It's five thirty in the evening, and the sun is setting


And I am steadily thinkin about the 8 that I'll be drinkin
I'm continuously thinking about the 40-ounce bottle of alcohol I'll be drinking


You know I ain't ashamed and you know I ain't bashful
You should know that I'm not ashamed or shy about it


So go on and pop the forty so I can pour me a glassful
Go ahead and open the forty-ounce bottle so I can pour myself a glass


Ham is in the bedroom rollin up a stencil
Ham is in the bedroom rolling a joint


Fatter than a pinky and the length of a pencil
The joint is thicker than a pinky finger and the same length as a pencil


Freakie lit it up and hit it one two three
Freakie lit the joint and took three hits


Shabby took a hit and then they pass it to me
Shabby took a hit and then they handed it to me


It's the bomb
It's excellent or really good


Yo I can feel my senses Get numb
I can feel my senses becoming numb


Yo fuck the forty ounce I need some rum
Forget about the forty-ounce bottle, I want some rum instead


I'm chillin like a villain Here I come
I'm relaxing and ready to have a good time


And that's how I'm livin
And that's how I'm living my life


Tonight is the nite and I'm lookin real sporty
Tonight is the night, and I'm looking stylish


Proper Friday evening and I'm ready to party
It's a typical Friday evening, and I'm prepared to have a good time


Crusher came in with a handful of snaps
Crusher entered with a collection of money


Fuck it, let's shoot some craps
Forget it, let's play a game of dice


(Yo what they in fo') A fin or a half
(Hey, what are they betting) Are they using a $5 or $50 bill?


(Yo shoot that ten nigga) Don't make me laugh
(Hey, bet $10) That's not even worth my laughter


Hi-C want a dove and he think that shit is funny
Hi-C wants to win a $20 bet, and he finds it amusing


But I'm seven and eleven and I'm takin niggaz money *tonite*
But I'm getting lucky in the dice game, winning everyone's money tonight


Tonight's the nite (yeah watch me fuck the hoe) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, yes, and watch how I seduce the woman


Tonight is the nite (passin naturals on motherfuckers) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, and I'm winning without even trying


Tonight's the nite (yo, I'm unfadable) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, hey, I'm unstoppable


Tonight is the nite (ahh let's break it down, so I can get funky)
Tonight is the night, oh yeah, let's break it down and have a good time


Ahh yeah
Oh yeah, that's right


Givin em somethin they can roll on, hold on
I'm giving them something they can enjoy and relate to, so hold on


Wake up Saturday morning and I got a headache
I wake up on Saturday morning with a hangover


I can't believe that I'm sick from all the shit that I drank
I can't believe I feel ill because of all the alcohol I consumed


*Last nite* Soon as I felt it comin on
Just last night, as soon as I felt the headache coming


I should quit, it's true that a drunk ain't shit
I should stop drinking, it's true that being drunk is not productive


To the man up above, the whole thanks I give
I want to thank God above for everything


I'll never drink again if you just let me live
I promise to never drink again if you spare my life


Mike P spoke to me and I said I couldn't call it
Mike P talked to me, and I couldn't say for sure


Call it Earl like a mother while I'm grippin the toilet
Call it vomiting intensely while I'm holding onto the toilet


I need a 7-Up, because my head is spinnin
I need some 7-Up because I feel dizzy


Round and round I think I better sit down
I'm feeling disoriented and I think I should sit


My homey Shot is alright, but I'm feeling faint
My friend Shot is fine, but I'm feeling lightheaded


I guess he's used to it, but a nigga like Quik ain't
I suppose he's used to feeling this way, but I, Quik, am not


K is on the phone, and Teddy's at the door
K is on the phone, and Teddy is at the door


Some fine ass bitches comin over at four
Some attractive women are coming over at four o'clock


(I thought you ain't drinkin no more) Yeah right
(I thought you said you'll stop drinking) Yeah, right


Because as soon as they come, we doin the same ol shit *tonite*
Because as soon as they arrive, we're going to party and do the usual things tonight


Tonight's the nite (yeah) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, yes, tonight


Tonight is the nite (straight gettin fucked up, heyyy) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, yes, and we're going to get really drunk


Tonight's the nite (fuck that pass me that pina colada) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, forget that, give me that pina colada


(Man I don't wanna fade that 8 Ball no mo)
(Man, I don't want to lose anymore money in the game of pool)


Tonight is the nite (that shit be fuckin a nigga up) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, that game of pool really messes up a person


Tonight's the nite (ahh yeah nothin but a party and I'm kickin it)
Tonight is the night, oh yeah, it's nothing but a party and I'm enjoying it


(What's up Pete and Greg) *tonite*
(What's up Pete and Greg), tonight


Tonight is the nite (how you livin?) *tonite*
Tonight is the night, hey, how are you doing?


Tonight's the nite (hey somebody get that nigga a Genuine Draft)
Tonight is the night, hey, someone get that person a Genuine Draft beer


(Yeah) *tonite*
(Yeah), tonight


Tonight is the nite (and on that motherfuckin note, I'm outta here)
Tonight is the night, and with that final statement, I'm leaving


(See-ya) *tonite*
(See ya), tonight


*Tonite*
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*Tonite*
Tonight


We out (what about peace?) Fuck peace nigga, give me another brew
We're finished (what about peace?) Forget peace, my friend, just give me another beer




Writer(s): - Dj Shog Copyright: Hanseatic Musikverlag Gmbh & Co. Kg

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TheYagich

Timeless classic. Heard it first wayy back in 2010, loved it. Now, played gm_mobenix in 2014 and immidiately recognized the song. Now I just did it again. The memories. C:

Pulsar047

Mobenix was where a lot of good memories were made. Ive got my share of them too :)

TheYagich

@Pulsar047 well i sure didn't expect to remember this song again! thanks for reminding me about it hahaha

Pulsar047

@TheYagich No Problem 👍

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probably the best trance track that I've heard in last two or three weeks :-)

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Old,real ,the best TRANCE!!!!

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OMG I LOVE THIS SONG

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