Heartthrob
Father Lyrics
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I′m 'bout to run up on yo′ block
Take shit that don't belong to me
They say that something wrong with me
Red rum, red rum (eh)
Hoodlum, I'm done (yeah)
Dust on hell spawn (woah)
We don′t get along
Rock with it, lean with it
Styrofoam with lean in it
Party not popping, less my whole fucking team in it
Glenn Wood, hitting jugg′s
Niggas wish that they was good
But niggas couldn't keep it real
But I don′t hold no ill will
I ain't got no ena, and you ain′t got no stamina
So nigga don't you come at me
We know you ain′t got no family
You ain't got no crew
Cause they don't keep it real with you
Niggas keep it real with me
Despite all of my savagery
No matter what I steal, or all the niggas that I rob
Living on the west side
Pretty black heartthrob
The way I used to make her feel
I miss when we were only friends
Juggin′ in the west end
Touching in her west end
Big house Duplex (yeah)
Suplex, who next (woah)
Russian roulette (yeah)
Bullet threw neck (eh)
Brett Hart, sharpshooter
Scamming bitches on computers
Future in my hands
Popped a vyvanse, blew five bands
Hang time, gang signs
Use you′re hands, fusion dance
Stay in school
So tinted
Oprah Winfrey, we ain't cool
Soda whips is bullet proof
Getting throat in a jeep
A nigga ran off the streets
Say they got evidence on me
But that shit ain′t concrete
No matter what I steal, or all the niggas that I rob
Living on the west side
Pretty black heartthrob
The way I used to make her feel
I miss when we were only friends
Juggin' in the west end
Touching in her west end
Better call the cops
I′m 'bout to run up on yo′ block
Take shit that don't belong to me
They say that something wrong with me
Red rum, red rum (eh)
Hoodlum, I'm done (yeah)
Dust on hell spawn (woah)
We don′t get along
The lyrics of Father's song, Heartthrob, are a representation of the rapper’s relentless criminal behaviour, reckless attitude and his lack of remorse. The opening line, “better call the cops, I'm 'bout to run up on yo' block, take shit that don't belong to me,” is an indication of his criminal intentions, while the emphasis on “red rum” alludes to the horror movie “The Shining”. The chorus repeats lines about his criminality and his tough persona.
Father also uses the lyrics to showcase his pride in his savagery - “despite all of my savagery”. His boastful attitude is made evident in lines such as “Hoodlum, I'm done” and “Use you’re hands, fusion dance”, as well as his descriptions of his escapades throughout the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Better call the cops
I am going to commit a crime and you will have to report it
I′m 'bout to run up on yo′ block
I will be invading your territory
Take shit that don't belong to me
Stealing the things that are not mine
They say that something wrong with me
People think something is wrong with me mentally or emotionally
Red rum, red rum (eh)
I am bloody and dangerous
Hoodlum, I'm done (yeah)
I have caused enough trouble in my community
Dust on hell spawn (woah)
I have nothing left to lose and am in a desperate situation
We don′t get along
I have a strained relationship with the people in my neighborhood
Rock with it, lean with it
I am partying and moving to the music
Styrofoam with lean in it
I am drinking lean from a cup made of styrofoam
Party not popping, less my whole fucking team in it
The party is only fun when my entire group is there
Glenn Wood, hitting jugg′s
I am committing crimes and making money while doing it
Niggas wish that they was good
Others want to be successful like me
But niggas couldn't keep it real
They lied and were not honest like I am
But I don′t hold no ill will
I am forgiving and do not have any bad feelings towards them
I ain't got no ena, and you ain′t got no stamina
I am strong and capable, while others are weak and can't keep up
So nigga don't you come at me
Do not challenge me or start problems with me
We know you ain′t got no family
You do not have any real support system or people who care about you
You ain't got no crew
You do not have a group of people that support and work with you
Cause they don't keep it real with you
Your crew is not honest and truthful with you
Niggas keep it real with me
My crew is honest and truthful with me
Despite all of my savagery
Even though I have committed violent acts and am dangerous, my crew still supports me
Big house Duplex (yeah)
I have a large home
Suplex, who next (woah)
I am strong and capable of fighting and conquering others
Russian roulette (yeah)
I am living dangerously and taking risks
Bullet threw neck (eh)
I am in danger and have been shot
Brett Hart, sharpshooter
I am skilled at fighting and marksmanship like wrestler Brett Hart
Scamming bitches on computers
I am committing cyber crimes and scamming women online
Future in my hands
I have control over my own destiny
Popped a vyvanse, blew five bands
I spent a lot of money on drugs
Hang time, gang signs
I am jumping and displaying gang symbols
Use you′re hands, fusion dance
We will physically fight, using martial arts techniques
Stay in school
Education is important and one should stay in school
So tinted
The windows are darkened
Oprah Winfrey, we ain't cool
I do not like or want to associate with Oprah Winfrey
Soda whips is bullet proof
My car is strong and can protect me from bullets
Getting throat in a jeep
I am receiving oral sex in a car
A nigga ran off the streets
Someone is running away from the police or danger
Say they got evidence on me
The police claim to have evidence against me
But that shit ain′t concrete
Their evidence is not strong enough to convict me of a crime
No matter what I steal, or all the niggas that I rob
I am a criminal who steals or robs from others
Living on the west side
I am living on the west side of town
Pretty black heartthrob
I am an attractive, desirable man to women
The way I used to make her feel
I miss the way I made a girl feel emotionally and/or physically
I miss when we were only friends
I regret not pursuing a romantic relationship with someone when we were friends
Juggin' in the west end
I am profiting from illegal activities on the west side of town
Touching in her west end
I am having sexual contact with someone on the west side of town
Writer(s): Father, Meltycanon
Contributed by Isabelle N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
No Jumper
song of the decade
Matthew Davids
ROPEGANG
No Jumper
what the fuck is meltycanon i have never read or seen that word before
Naught
produced this gem
Oingoboingo
meltycannon, the producer of this track posted on twitter that you called him a loser and took a screenshot of your comment. "song of the decade" @meltycannon
Theo
rope gang
Reuben Dartey
remember when this song came out... everything was simpler.
Blue Bankroll Army
ON GOD!!!!
anchovy
this song marks the end of an era for me deadass
Dani
seriously 😔