Blackout
DMX Feat. Lox And Jay-Z Lyrics
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Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean, lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album, try to boost they sales
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on the label
'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
Call me raspy, tell you what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip
Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a hundred for The LOX (yeah)
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggas my pop's age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheek, go fuck with a ho
I rock a waist-length mink, do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try and tamper with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
Fuck with me, you be a was-nigga, nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin' money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?
Ayo, catch me with a .38 box of shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta shells
Order to go, always got a box of Ls
Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and swig
I'm Pinero, so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit 'cause I'm the second best, the first was BIG
Y'all niggas is sonned out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin' legit
You hold your nine if you holdin' a brick
Common sense, fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
L-O-X get respect like Sonny from Bronx Tale
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggas eager to die?
I tell all my niggas ride, you won't leave with a dime
Motherfucker
Yeah, yeah
I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til it all went insane
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number
The chickens I twisted (uh), see the digits unlisted (yeah)
The beeper done changed, you dead bitch, the reaper done came
I suggest niggas stop speakin' my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep poppin'
Niggas is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin'
Jay flow for pesos, chase hoes, not
I just circle 'round the block in a drop
Tell them jump through the top (uh-huh)
Where the sun roof used to be
I could see y'all not used to me
Nigga flows like none other, I'm the meanest
Toughest Don Dada, the gun butt ya
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya, motherfuckers
Y'all niggas 'bout to witness a dynasty like no other
Grr
I'm headed nowhere fast
Run in the place (uh), gat in my waist
Niggas wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face (uh)
So what that mean? You cats is playin' games again
So now what I do? Start namin' names again (what?)
All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (uh)
Play like you don't know L-O-X is gon' bark
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggas
Styles, Sheek, Jay, we comin' with like four niggas (aight?)
Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
It'll be the ones you've forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth (arf, arf)
Got my dogs covered (uh)
Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered (what?)
It's dark and I love it (uh)
Get him, boy, let him loose (come on)
You want it with the dog or the gun? Let him choose (come on)
The song "Blackout" by DMX featuring Jay-Z and The L.O.X. is a hard-hitting rap track that showcases the lyrical skills of each artist. Jay-Z sets the tone with his opening bars, boasting about his wealth and success. He also talks about the dangers of the music industry and the need to protect oneself from those who would betray them.
The L.O.X. take over from there, with Sheek Louch rapping about his life in the drug trade and the importance of loyalty to his crew. Styles P continues the theme of violence and retribution, warning those who might cross him that they will pay a heavy price. Jadakiss concludes the song with a verse that celebrates his success and his ability to dominate his rivals.
The song features a heavy bassline and a driving beat that creates a sense of urgency and danger. The lyrics are filled with violent imagery and language, but also contain moments of introspection and self-reflection. Overall, "Blackout" is a powerful track that showcases the talents of some of hip-hop's greatest artists.
Line by Line Meaning
Fuck that
I disregard any negative thoughts or opinions
This is it right here, baby
This is the moment of truth and significance
You know what it is
You are aware of the situation and its implications
Yo, I used to have bad luck
In the past, I faced unfortunate circumstances
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Now I enjoy success and can be seen in a luxurious car
Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck
I am either with an attractive woman or a less desirable one
Double-R tee with the matching bandana
I wear a t-shirt representing my crew and a bandana that complements the outfit
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
I carry a compact firearm with a blue steel finish but without a visible hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss
I notice others attempting to catch a glimpse of Jadakiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Because I flaunt a large sum of money equivalent to what you received as an advance
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
Engaging in sexual activities with your partners while intoxicated
And you know I'm still writin' the mean, lightin' the green
I am consistently creating impressive music and smoking marijuana
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
I require protection despite appearing confident
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
When a judge discovers my crew's involvement, he increases their bail amounts
Niggas throw us on they album, try to boost they sales
Other artists feature us on their albums to increase their sales
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on the label
We invest our earnings and focus on securing a record deal
'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
We beware of potential dangers posed by racist individuals in rural areas
Call me raspy, tell you what I want you to know
You can describe my voice as hoarse and I only reveal what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow
Disregard your questions as I unleash my full potential
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip
I possess immense strength and agility, allowing me to evade trouble
Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
Although I have the capacity for violence, I am generally well-mannered
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a hundred for The LOX (yeah)
You compensate 30 units of currency for Jadakiss' services and 100 for The L.O.X.
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop
If we have a good relationship, I will compose a catchy chorus for your song
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
I confidently wager whatever funds I possess, and I own a fierce dog named Z
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
Rest assured, Z will deliver a gruesome attack on his target
Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like Swanson
When I discharge my weapon, I cause harm to individuals like the Swanson Fish brand
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
I am the new generation's version of Bumpy Johnson, instilling fear in your minds
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
Sheek Louch is the kind of person who would set your beds on fire using gasoline
And that's warnin', if you alive in the mornin', that's fine
Consider this a cautionary message; surviving until morning is acceptable
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I advise you to engage in illegal activities to obtain what rightfully belongs to me
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I demand respect, do you understand? Conceal your valuable jewelry
I got niggas my pop's age that lifestyle ain't changed
I have associates who are the same age as my father, yet their circumstances haven't improved
It's like wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
My routine involves waking up and engaging in drug trafficking by taking my time with half the quantity
Make car money, check with Sheek, go fuck with a ho
I accumulate enough funds to sustain my luxurious lifestyle, consult with Sheek, and engage in promiscuous activities
I rock a waist-length mink, do-rag under my fitted
I wear a mink coat that reaches my waist and a do-rag beneath my fitted hat
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
I don't desire wavy hair, and my Timberland boots are only partially worn
That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
Sheek prefers dressing up and going to clubs, but he isn't fond of footwear
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
I solemnly vow on the Bible to share the story of my friend's life
I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole
I shoot you with thirty bullets, all aimed at one spot
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try and tamper with mine?
Since we share the same objective, why do you attempt to interfere with my plans?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
I warn you not to provoke me, or I will severely injure your back
Fuck with me, you be a was-nigga, nigga was dope
If you mess with me, you will become an insignificant has-been, even though you were once successful
Nigga was gettin' money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?
I was already earning a substantial income before I forced you to surrender your drugs. Are you insane?
Ayo, catch me with a .38 box of shells
You can find me carrying a .38 caliber revolver loaded with a box of ammunition
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta shells
I sit inside a 1998 Lincoln vehicle while enjoying a meal of pasta shells
Order to go, always got a box of Ls
I frequently request takeout and always have a box of marijuana cigarettes
Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and swig
I discreetly consume drugs, taking sips of a Heineken beer
I'm Pinero, so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig
My name is Pinero, and I strongly dislike deceitful individuals or law enforcement
I pop shit 'cause I'm the second best, the first was BIG
I confidently boast because I am the second-best rapper, with the late Notorious B.I.G. being the first
Y'all niggas is sonned out, let me speak to your father
You all are inferior, allow me to talk to your superior
'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
I enjoy playing chess and I am proficient in handling a firearm
If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered
If I dislike someone, I pay them no attention
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin' legit
I rap, but I am an individual who used to engage in illegal activities and now strives for legitimacy
You hold your nine if you holdin' a brick
You carry a gun if you possess illegal drugs
Common sense, fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
Use common sense, avoid getting involved in law enforcement's troubles, escape to the Bahamas, and enjoy yourself
L-O-X get respect like Sonny from Bronx Tale
The L.O.X. crew receives admiration similar to Sonny, a character from the film 'A Bronx Tale'
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel
Both our group and DMX form an influential force known as the Ruff Ryder organization
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggas eager to die?
We have a strong desire to survive, but are you individuals willing to meet your demise?
I tell all my niggas ride, you won't leave with a dime
I encourage my acquaintances to accompany me, ensuring they don't depart empty-handed
I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers
I possess exceptional talent, remaining dormant during less successful periods and delivering remarkable efforts when active
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
As an individual from a deprived neighborhood, I achieve a level of success comparable to that of Will Smith
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
I am accompanied by attractive women and luxurious vehicles like the Hummer H2
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
We strive to maintain our true identities amidst the negativity surrounding us
It started from hunger, 'til it all went insane
Our journey commenced due to our hunger for success, yet it gradually became chaotic
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number
Women are now attracted to me because of my financial success and expensive jewelry
The chickens I twisted (uh), see the digits unlisted (yeah)
The women I manipulated can no longer reach me as their contact information is no longer available
The beeper done changed, you dead bitch, the reaper done came
Communication methods have evolved; you are no longer relevant, and your time has come to an end
I suggest niggas stop speakin' my name
I recommend that others refrain from mentioning my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
Believe me, you will experience the consequences even during challenging times
I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep poppin'
I continue to move discreetly, while the streets remain observant, and I continue to achieve success
Niggas is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin'
My adversaries are impulsive and the bullets I fire are relentlessly pursuing them
Jay flow for pesos, chase hoes, not
I rhyme to earn money, not to pursue women
I just circle 'round the block in a drop
I simply drive around the neighborhood in a convertible vehicle
Tell them jump through the top (uh-huh)
Instruct them to enter through the roof
Where the sun roof used to be
In the location where the sunroof was previously positioned
I could see y'all not used to me
I recognize that you are unfamiliar with my current behavior
Nigga flows like none other, I'm the meanest
My rap delivery is unparalleled, making me the most formidable
Toughest Don Dada, the gun butt ya
I am the most formidable leader and I will strike you with the butt of my firearm
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
You are the kind of person who fires numerous shots without actually hitting anyone
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya, motherfuckers
I become exhilarated when my gun makes contact with you, damn you all
Y'all niggas 'bout to witness a dynasty like no other
You individuals are about to witness an extraordinary era of dominance and success
I'm headed nowhere fast
I am making no progress and moving towards failure rapidly
Run in the place (uh), gat in my waist
I swiftly enter a location with a firearm concealed in my waistband
Niggas wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face (uh)
Others desired to confront me, but lacked the courage to do so directly
So what that mean? You cats is playin' games again
So, what does this imply? You individuals are once again engaging in deceitful behavior
So now what I do? Start namin' names again (what?)
What action should I take? Should I begin revealing names once more?
All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (uh)
All of you, bastards, understand that I express myself sincerely
Play like you don't know L-O-X is gon' bark
Pretend as if you are unaware that The L.O.X. will aggressively respond
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggas
We can escalate the situation, but in order to maintain fairness, gather additional individuals
Styles, Sheek, Jay, we comin' with like four niggas (aight?)
Styles, Sheek, Jay, and I will arrive accompanied by three others, are you okay with that?
Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
You individuals would be wise to cease your deceiving behavior
It'll be the ones you've forgotten about
The individuals you have neglected to consider
That'll get you shot in your mouth (arf, arf)
Those are the ones who will shoot you in the face (barking sound)
Got my dogs covered (uh)
My associates and I are protected and supported
Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered (what?)
Additionally, everything is going well, similar to chicken covered in gravy
It's dark and I love it (uh)
The situation is dangerous and I embrace it
Get him, boy, let him loose (come on)
Release your dog and allow it to attack (encouraging someone to take action)
You want it with the dog or the gun? Let him choose (come on)
Do you prefer facing the dog or the firearm? Allow him to decide (encouraging someone to make a decision)
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Shawn Carter, Kasseem Dean, Sean Jacobs, Jason Phillips, Earl Simmons, David Styles
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