Terrorist
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib Lyrics

Uh, tales of the terrorist
This song tells stories about the experiences of someone labeled as a terrorist.

Young, black, felonious, red-blooded American
The singer is a young black American, labeled as a felon by society.

Gave this bitch a taste of that lil' boy, she cherished it
The singer introduced a woman to his lifestyle, which she now appreciates.

Fucked her veins up, now she shoot her foot with the heroin
The woman became addicted to heroin, even injecting it into her foot.

Twinkle toes, know single hoes that like to treat they nose
The artist knows women who enjoy using drugs, specifically cocaine.

Sending muff pics, photos that got they treat exposed
These women send explicit photos, exposing their intimate areas.

I swear you oughta keep your daughter from this dirtbag
The singer warns others to protect their daughters from someone like him.

Dog nigga, scum of the Earth, for what it's worth
The artist considers himself a lowlife and worthless person.

I been handling probation well
Despite being on probation, the artist has managed it successfully so far.

Smoking blunts, 36 months and I ain't seen the jail
Despite smoking marijuana, the artist hasn't been imprisoned during his probation period.

Making music that makes a meal, fuck the recognition
The singer creates music that earns him a living, disregarding fame and acknowledgment.

But I guess my record just too reckless for the record business
The artist's music is deemed too controversial for mainstream music industry success.

Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas
The singer refuses to compromise his principles for money but keenly evaluates others' actions.

Ether them in interviews
During interviews, the singer powerfully criticizes and insults his peers.

Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
The music industry inserts untalented individuals into the hip-hop scene.

Think these niggas change they persona, then let you pick and choose
The artist believes artists alter their characters to manipulate and deceive the audience.

Eenie-miney-mo, so don't try me ho bitch, I been a fool
Using a child's game, the artist warns not to provoke him as he has a history of reacting foolishly.

Psychopathic whoop-ass like Michael daddy
The singer is capable of delivering extreme violence, similar to Michael Jordan's aggressive playing style.

Everything that touch my skin brand name, my brand new Caddy
The singer values only high-quality, designer items, such as his new Cadillac.

Got that pussy-wet paint as I sit on the softest leather
The artist has a luxurious car interior, so comfortable that it excites women.

I ain't tripping, joe, my ticket to heaven could cost whatever
The artist doesn't mind what it takes to secure his place in heaven, regardless of the cost.

I just pray the Lord don't toss me with Satan off in the cheap seats
The artist hopes God doesn't condemn him to suffer alongside Satan in a lesser position.

Thought of dying broke with no legacy make my knees weak
The idea of dying without wealth or leaving a meaningful legacy frightens and distresses the singer.

'Cause I proceed to make ends bleed, let it be grisly
The artist ruthlessly pursues financial success, even if it involves causing harm to others.

Getting green by any means out on these mean streets
The singer is determined to earn money through whatever methods are necessary in the dangerous streets he frequents.

Uh, tales of the terrorist
Reiteration of the song's focus on sharing stories about someone considered a terrorist.

Felonious, red-blooded American
Once again, highlighting the singer's identification as an American criminal.