Yeah
Dead Players Lyrics


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Ghost town
Andale motherfuckers
Dabbla
Arriba and all them tings there
Jam Baxter
Listen
Yeah
Nah actually fucking listen
Motherfucker I'm ill
Yeah I'm gonna get it on smash
Every single minute of the day, any how, any way
That you want it Iรญm on it I gotta dash in a flash
When i pull up in a car that's crashed
Stunting like man of the match
With a brand new batch
And a brand new bag
And a brand new chick
And a brand new pad
That brand new shit
I put it down you slag
Yeah
Iรญve had enough of the talk
Everybody's running but they can't ever walk
So I walk in the place with a smile on my face
And a wyle out with a drink I ain't even bought
And you can take that to the piggy
Wagwan officer everyting jiggy?
Fancy a ciggie?
Course not, cause you on the job and you ain't clocked off
S'no biggie
But donรญt get it back to the front
I will say "bitch, motherfucker and cunt"
Not just on record but in front of my mum
And ill do that till I turn hundred and one
Or maybe hundred and two
Stepped in the game now it's under my shoe
Can't say anythings changed I'm the same prick
That I was two thousand and five
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Are we really heading into Armageddon?
Seems like thatรญs what they're shoving down our throats
Itรญs our future, lets make it our own, what you reckon?
I was always told life was hard
Buy a big house and drive a nice car
In school if you asked me what I wanna be
Back then I would have said the first boy on mars
All I wanna do is get lean with my team
If you know what I mean say "Yeah"
I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
And I couldnรญt give a fuck like "Yeah"
All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
If you know how we do go "Yeah"
Don't care what they say, man I run away
I'm gonna grind all day like "Yeah!"
I'm done with the stupid questions
Never called this a new direction
Just ghost town runs with a huge collection
And i cant part these two, rude to mention
So nah, I ain't gonna jam to the usual
Bare man gassed from a bag full of bugles
Deep in my side and believe in the the hype
While I seen all my life I turn a staff to a poodle
Nah, be truthful, all I seen
Is a whole bag of kids with assorted dreams
And bare bad manners and a fucked up bladder
Cause they sniffed all the tranq', lets applaud 'em please
I ainรญt tryin'a get rinsed as a preacher
But why would your best friend tick you a litre
Thatรญs all Iรญll say,
Can you pour all these in a big blue box, in a singular freezer
Bruv, who's that geezer?
Sat down grinnin'
Shining, surrounded by cracked out women
He didn't buy a drink, get your shank out, kill him
Nah that's Baxter, jam down with him
Yep, chilling, club full of oddballs
Bare man in skin tight jeans looking hostile
Me I'm on a tracksuit ting with an HF tee and the bouncer ainรญt on my ensemble
Bruv, you seen them brehs
Ah, fuck it, I don't even care
There's bare loud rigs in a warehouse
rinsing a tear out come fam lets pop there
Yeah
Life as it is
Bare hard work and it's finally crisp
So I'mma do me and keep running on stage
And spraying bars 'till I gotta slide for a piss
All I wanna do is get lean with my team
If you know what I mean say "Yeah"
I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
And I couldnรญt give a fuck like "Yeah"
All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
If you know how we do go "Yeah"
Don't care what they say, man I run away
I'm gonna grind all day like "Yeah!"
Hip-Hop scene hate me
The grime scene hate me
There ainรญt no better tag team Iรญve seen lately
Giving them a high speed chase on the daily
Me, Jam Baxter and Ghost Town baby
Love it when the flow sound lazy
Make you wanna go down, throw down
Get into a show down, ho down, low down
May be crazy, praying that the game don't change me
Same old me and a nut yeah
All up in the cut yeah
Trying to get my whole team up there
But they're fucking with the flow
Cause they double-o by the blow like "fuck yeah"
And all your gonna hear is "tut tut"
Brothers wanna cock block
Nothing you can touch
What we got not go on rude boy, take a potshot
And what you what blood, yeah, and whatnot Knock-knock. Who's there? You can't touch
us, Dance when we come drum bar When the bombs drop
Nonstop, feels like God dropping hot rocks
Straight off the roof, get loose in the cosmos
Jump off the compost heap all fragrant
Anytime, gettin' paid ever wakens
Bed schooled witches and bloodstained aprons
Abseiling till your brains like a raisin
Your fan base is an alienator
Small champagne and await the invasion
Who's that trapped in a 2-D movie
Too lean, two feet chained to the pavement?
You. You, you and you, stay there
Cause us three man on a tune ainรญt fair
And all I wanna do is get mashed with my fam
If you're down for the jam, say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"
All I wanna do is get lean with my team
If you know what I mean say "Yeah"
I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
And I couldnรญt give a fuck like "Yeah"
All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
If you know how we do go "Yeah"




Don't care what they say, man I run away
I'm gonna grind all day like "Yeah!"

Overall Meaning

The title of the song "Yeah" sets the tone for its energetic and carefree vibe. The lyrics are full of bravado and confident assertions, with a dash of irreverence and nonchalance. The performers of the song, Dead Players, are rappers from the UK who are known for their underground and experimental approach to the genre. The opening lines of "Ghost town, Andale motherfuckers" could be interpreted as a statement about the grim and deserted state of the world, which is then followed by an exhortation to keep moving ("gotta dash in a flash"). The lines "Stunting like man of the match/With a brand new batch/And a brand new bag" could be interpreted as a reference to the hustle and grind of selling drugs or making music, with the swagger and confidence that come with success.


The chorus of the song ("All I wanna do is get lean with my team/If you know what I mean say 'Yeah"/I drink, I puff, I can't get enough/And I couldn't give a fuck like 'Yeah'") seems to be a celebration of the hedonistic and rebellious lifestyle of being a young rapper, where the main goal is to have fun and be with one's crew. The verses of the song are peppered with references to drugs, alcohol, and casual sex, as well as critiques of society and the music industry. The lines "Hip-Hop scene hate me/The grime scene hate me" could be interpreted as a commentary on the tribalism and competitiveness of the UK music scene, where artists are expected to adhere to certain stylistic and cultural norms.


Line by Line Meaning

Ghost town
The environment or situation feels deserted and lifeless.


Andale motherfuckers
Hurry up, let's go, you stupid people.


Dabbla
Refers to the artist or the rapper himself.


Arriba and all them tings there
Expressing excitement or energy, and all those things.


Jam Baxter
Refers to another artist or rapper in the song.


Listen
Pay attention and hear what I have to say.


Yeah
Affirmative response, agreement or acknowledgement.


Nah actually fucking listen
No, actually pay fucking attention to what I'm saying.


Motherfucker I'm ill
I'm extremely talented or skilled.


Yeah I'm gonna get it on smash
I'm going to excel or succeed.


Every single minute of the day, any how, any way
No matter how or in what way, I'm going to achieve success every minute of the day.


That you want it Iรญm on it I gotta dash in a flash
I'm always ready to take action and move quickly.


When i pull up in a car that's crashed
When I arrive in a car that has been wrecked.


Stunting like man of the match
Showing off or boasting like the star player of a game.


With a brand new batch
Having a fresh new group or collection.


And a brand new bag
Having a new bag or stash.


And a brand new chick
Being with a new attractive woman.


And a brand new pad
Living in a new place or location.


That brand new shit
All these new things or changes.


I put it down you slag
I establish or assert my dominance.


I've had enough of the talk
I'm tired of the empty words or conversations.


Everybody's running but they can't ever walk
Everyone is in a rush or moving quickly without truly experiencing or learning.


So I walk in the place with a smile on my face
I enter confidently and positively.


And a wyle out with a drink I ain't even bought
Enjoying and partying without even paying for a drink.


And you can take that to the piggy
You can tell that to the police.


Wagwan officer everyting jiggy?
What's up, officer? Is everything okay?


Fancy a ciggie?
Would you like a cigarette?


Course not, cause you on the job and you ain't clocked off
Of course not, because you're currently working and haven't finished your shift.


S'no biggie
It's not a big deal.


But don't get it back to the front
But don't move things to a confrontational or aggressive manner.


I will say 'bitch, motherfucker and cunt'
I will use offensive language without hesitation.


Not just on record but in front of my mum
Not only in my music, but also in front of my own mother.


And ill do that till I turn hundred and one
And I will continue to behave like that until I'm extremely old.


Or maybe hundred and two
Or maybe even older than one hundred and one.


Stepped in the game now it's under my shoe
I entered the music industry and now I have control or authority.


Can't say anythings changed I'm the same prick
I haven't changed, I'm still the same unpleasant person.


That I was two thousand and five
That I was in the year 2005.


Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Referring to different years, indicating a longer period of time.


Are we really heading into Armageddon?
Are we truly approaching a catastrophic event or situation?


Seems like thatรญs what they're shoving down our throats
It feels like that's the narrative or information being forced upon us.


Itรญs our future, lets make it our own, what you reckon?
It's our responsibility to shape our own future, what do you think?


I was always told life was hard
I was always taught or informed that life is difficult.


Buy a big house and drive a nice car
Achieve success and wealth by acquiring luxurious possessions.


In school if you asked me what I wanna be
Back when I was in school, if you asked me what I wanted to become.


Back then I would have said the first boy on mars
I would have said I wanted to be the first male to go to Mars.


All I wanna do is get lean with my team
All I want to do is relax and party with my close friends.


If you know what I mean say 'Yeah'
If you understand my intention or desire, respond with 'Yeah'.


I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
I consume alcohol and smoke excessively because I enjoy it.


And I couldn't give a fuck like 'Yeah'
I don't care at all, as indicated by my response of 'Yeah'.


All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
All I truly desire is to create buzz or be in the spotlight with my group.


If you know how we do go 'Yeah'
If you're familiar with our style or way of doing things, say 'Yeah'.


Don't care what they say, man I run away
I don't care about other people's opinions or judgments, I do my own thing.


I'm gonna grind all day like 'Yeah!'
I'm going to work hard and hustle all day, expressing enthusiasm with 'Yeah!'.


I'm done with the stupid questions
I'm tired or annoyed by the foolish or meaningless inquiries.


Never called this a new direction
I never claimed or labeled this as a completely new path or change.


Just ghost town runs with a huge collection
Just a deserted place associated with a large group or collection of people.


And I can't part these two, rude to mention
I can't separate or break the connection between these two things, it would be impolite to discuss it.


So nah, I ain't gonna jam to the usual
No, I'm not going to follow or conform to the normal or expected.


Bare man gassed from a bag full of bugles
Many people excited or influenced by a bag or supply of drugs.


Deep in my side and believe in the hype
Immersed or involved in my own circle and trusting the exaggerated promotion or reputation.


While I seen all my life I turn a staff to a poodle
While I've witnessed everything in my life, I transform a loyal follower into a weak or submissive person.


Nah, be truthful, all I seen
No, to be honest, all I've witnessed.


Is a whole bag of kids with assorted dreams
Is a group of young people with varied or diverse aspirations.


And bare bad manners and a fucked up bladder
And a lot of rude behavior and a damaged or problematic urinary bladder.


Cause they sniffed all the tranq', let's applaud 'em please
Because they sniffed all the tranquilizers, let's give them applause or praise.


I ain't tryin'a get rinsed as a preacher
I'm not trying to be criticized or ridiculed as if I'm preaching.


But why would your best friend tick you a litre
But why would your closest friend give you a liter of alcohol?


Thatรญs all Iรญll say
That's all I have to say.


Can you pour all these in a big blue box, in a singular freezer
Could you put all these items in a large blue container, inside a single freezer?


Bruv, who's that geezer?
Brother, who is that person?


Sat down grinnin'
Sitting and smiling.


Shining, surrounded by cracked out women
Radiating or standing out, while being surrounded by drug-addicted women.


He didn't buy a drink, get your shank out, kill him
He didn't purchase a drink, so bring out your knife and attack him.


Nah that's Baxter, jam down with him
No, that's Baxter, collaborating or performing with him.


Yep, chilling, club full of oddballs
Yes, relaxing or hanging out, in a club filled with strange or unusual people.


Bare man in skin tight jeans looking hostile
Many men wearing tight jeans and appearing aggressive or unfriendly.


Me I'm on a tracksuit ting with an HF tee and the bouncer ainรญt on my ensemble
As for me, I'm dressed in a tracksuit style with an HF t-shirt, and the bouncer doesn't approve of my outfit.


Bruv, you seen them brehs
Brother, have you noticed or observed those dudes?


Ah, fuck it, I don't even care
Ah, forget it, I don't even care.


There's bare loud rigs in a warehouse
There are many high-powered sound systems in a warehouse.


Rinsing a tear out come fam lets pop there
Playing music at maximum volume, let's go there, my friend.


Life as it is
Life as it currently exists or unfolds.


Bare hard work and it's finally crisp
A lot of effort or labor and finally achieving clarity or precision.


So I'mma do me and keep running on stage
So I'm going to be myself and continue performing on stage.


And spraying bars 'till I gotta slide for a piss
And delivering rap lyrics until I have to quickly leave to urinate.


Hip-Hop scene hate me
The Hip-Hop community dislikes or has animosity towards me.


The grime scene hate me
The grime music community dislikes or has animosity towards me.


There ain't no better tag team I've seen lately
There isn't a better duo or pair that I've observed recently.


Giving them a high speed chase on the daily
Constantly engaging in a thrilling or fast-paced pursuit.


Me, Jam Baxter and Ghost Town baby
Referring to the three artists or rappers.


Love it when the flow sound lazy
I enjoy it when the rhythm or flow sounds relaxed or effortless.


Make you wanna go down, throw down
Make you feel like dancing or getting involved.


Get into a show down, ho down, low down
Engage in a confrontation, a lively country-style gathering, or a secretive or shady situation.


May be crazy, praying that the game don't change me
Possibly being eccentric or insane, hoping that the industry doesn't alter my true self.


Same old me and a nut yeah
Still the same person and a bit crazy, enthusiastic or unpredictable.


All up in the cut yeah
Completely involved or engaged.


Trying to get my whole team up there
Attempting to bring my entire group to the top.


But they're fucking with the flow
But they're interfering or messing with the rhythm or style.


Cause they double-o by the blow like 'fuck yeah'
Because they interfere and disrupt the rhythm or flow, as if saying 'fuck yeah'.


And all your gonna hear is 'tut tut'
And all you will hear is disapproval or criticism.


Brothers wanna cock block
Others want to hinder or obstruct my progress.


Nothing you can touch
Something that is intangible or unreachable.


What we got not go on rude boy, take a potshot
What we have is not going away, my friend, so take a try or attempt.


And what you what blood, yeah, and whatnot
And whatever you want, my friend, yeah, and so on.


Knock-knock. Who's there? You can't touch us
Making a knock-knock joke and asserting that others can't harm or affect us.


Dance when we come drum bar When the bombs drop
Celebrate or party when we arrive and drop powerful music.


Nonstop, feels like God dropping hot rocks
Continuous or uninterrupted, it feels like something divine is raining down intensely.


Straight off the roof, get loose in the cosmos
Coming directly from a high point or position, enjoying oneself in the universe or space.


Jump off the compost heap all fragrant
Leap or exit a dirty or decaying pile of waste, appearing pleasant or aromatic.


Anytime, gettin' paid ever wakens
At any moment, receiving payment always stimulates or excites.


Bed schooled witches and bloodstained aprons
Educated or knowledgeable witches and aprons stained with blood.


Abseiling till your brains like a raisin
Descending or lowering yourself until your brain becomes shriveled or diminished.


Your fan base is an alienator
Your group of loyal supporters causes others to feel excluded or alienated.


Small champagne and await the invasion
Drinking a small glass of champagne and anticipating an attack or invasion.


Who's that trapped in a 2-D movie
Who is that person caught or stuck in a two-dimensional film?


Too lean, two feet chained to the pavement?
Too skinny or lacking substance, with both feet figuratively trapped on the ground?


You. You, you and you, stay there
You. You, you and you, remain in that position or location.


Cause us three man on a tune ainรญt fair
Because the three of us on a song or track is unfair or overwhelming.


And all I wanna do is get mashed with my fam
And all I want to do is get drunk or high with my close friends.


If you're down for the jam, say 'Yeah, Yeah, Yeah'
If you're ready for the party or gathering, respond with 'Yeah, Yeah, Yeah'.


I'm gonna grind all day like 'Yeah!'
I'm going to work hard and hustle all day, expressing enthusiasm with 'Yeah!'.




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@iFRNKSTN

Ghost town
Andale motherfuckers
Dabbla
Arriba and all them tings there
Jam Baxter
Listen
Yeah
Nah actually fucking listen
Motherfucker I'm ill
Yeah I'm gonna get it on smash
Every single minute of the day, any how, any way
That you want it Iรญm on it I gotta dash in a flash
When i pull up in a car that's crashed
Stunting like man of the match
With a brand new batch
And a brand new bag
And a brand new chick
And a brand new pad
That brand new shit
I put it down you slag
Yeah
Iรญve had enough of the talk
Everybody's running but they can't ever walk
So I walk in the place with a smile on my face
And a wyle out with a drink I ain't even bought
And you can take that to the piggy
Wagwan officer everyting jiggy?
Fancy a ciggie?
Course not, cause you on the job and you ain't clocked off
S'no biggie
But donรญt get it back to the front
I will say "bitch, motherfucker and cunt"
Not just on record but in front of my mum
And ill do that till I turn hundred and one
Or maybe hundred and two
Stepped in the game now it's under my shoe
Can't say anythings changed I'm the same prick
That I was two thousand and five
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Are we really heading into Armageddon?
Seems like thatรญs what they're shoving down our throats
Itรญs our future, lets make it our own, what you reckon?
I was always told life was hard
Buy a big house and drive a nice car
In school if you asked me what I wanna be
Back then I would have said the first boy on mars
All I wanna do is get lean with my team
If you know what I mean say "Yeah"
I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
And I couldnรญt give a fuck like "Yeah"
All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
If you know how we do go "Yeah"
Don't care what they say, man I run away
I'm gonna grind all day like "Yeah!"
I'm done with the stupid questions
Never called this a new direction
Just ghost town runs with a huge collection
And i cant part these two, rude to mention
So nah, I ain't gonna jam to the usual
Bare man gassed from a bag full of bugles
Deep in my side and believe in the the hype
While I seen all my life I turn a staff to a poodle
Nah, be truthful, all I seen
Is a whole bag of kids with assorted dreams
And bare bad manners and a fucked up bladder
Cause they sniffed all the tranq', lets applaud 'em please
I ainรญt tryin'a get rinsed as a preacher
But why would your best friend tick you a litre
Thatรญs all Iรญll say,
Can you pour all these in a big blue box, in a singular freezer
Bruv, who's that geezer?
Sat down grinnin'
Shining, surrounded by cracked out women
He didn't buy a drink, get your shank out, kill him
Nah that's Baxter, jam down with him
Yep, chilling, club full of oddballs
Bare man in skin tight jeans looking hostile
Me I'm on a tracksuit ting with an HF tee and the bouncer ainรญt on my ensemble
Bruv, you seen them brehs
Ah, fuck it, I don't even care
There's bare loud rigs in a warehouse
rinsing a tear out come fam lets pop there
Yeah
Life as it is
Bare hard work and it's finally crisp
So I'mma do me and keep running on stage
And spraying bars 'till I gotta slide for a piss
All I wanna do is get lean with my team
If you know what I mean say "Yeah"
I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
And I couldnรญt give a fuck like "Yeah"
All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
If you know how we do go "Yeah"
Don't care what they say, man I run away
I'm gonna grind all day like "Yeah!"
Hip-Hop scene hate me
The grime scene hate me
There ainรญt no better tag team Iรญve seen lately
Giving them a high speed chase on the daily
Me, Jam Baxter and Ghost Town baby
Love it when the flow sound lazy
Make you wanna go down, throw down
Get into a show down, ho down, low down
May be crazy, praying that the game don't change me
Same old me and a nut yeah
All up in the cut yeah
Trying to get my whole team up there
But they're fucking with the flow
Cause they double-o by the blow like "fuck yeah"
And all your gonna hear is "tut tut"
Brothers wanna cock block
Nothing you can touch
What we got not go on rude boy, take a potshot
And what you what blood, yeah, and whatnot Knock-knock. Who's there? You can't touch
us, Dance when we come drum bar When the bombs drop
Nonstop, feels like God dropping hot rocks
Straight off the roof, get loose in the cosmos
Jump off the compost heap all fragrant
Anytime, gettin' paid ever wakens
Bed schooled witches and bloodstained aprons
Abseiling till your brains like a raisin
Your fan base is an alienator
Small champagne and await the invasion
Who's that trapped in a 2-D movie
Too lean, two feet chained to the pavement?
You. You, you and you, stay there
Cause us three man on a tune ainรญt fair
And all I wanna do is get mashed with my fam
If you're down for the jam, say "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"
All I wanna do is get lean with my team
If you know what I mean say "Yeah"
I drink, I puff, I can't get enough
And I couldnรญt give a fuck like "Yeah"
All I really wanna do is make news with my crew
If you know how we do go "Yeah"
Don't care what they say, man I run away
I'm gonna grind all day like "Yeah!"



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