Roc The Mic
Freeway Lyrics


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Ho, ho
Bounce
Holla
Bounce, bounce, bounce

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free (Free, Sigel)
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out

I miss the hood when I'm travelin' (uh)
Get neck when I'm travelin'
Chicks peck wood when I'm travelin'
Fuck a Lex 'cause the click fit good in the Caravan
Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Take a flick if you get a chance, get that close
Fuck an advance, 'cause I get that dough
Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me
For breakfast, guaranteed to eat this toast
I'm reckless, firestarter heat your folks
A starvin artist that'll eat y'all tracks, so don't bring 'em around
I be around Ricans, vida loca
They got all the toasters, don't need no gats
I got a six stashed, leave 'em around
So I don't get left around haters around when I leave
In the winter rock short sleeves, reason? The pound
With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat blastin'
Techno-Marine shinin', marine fashion backin' 'em down
Niggas gon' keep hatin' and my clique gon' keep grindin'
Keep movin', lockin' the town

It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

It's Mack daddy, young, scrappy (uh)
No, he ain't the OG gangsta (yes, I is)
Come on, don't test I kid
I firebomb cribs like Left Eye did
Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, big or small, you can get it
Dead wrong, like tryin' to brawl or strong-arm a midget, uh
I pull the 9 out my pocket, I'm lyin
I pull the MAC out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket, stop tryin'
Take that, get back, clap iron
You know, stay low, keep firin', uh
I put the lead in the gat, the metal go clap
I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' with this radical cat
You fuck around and need a medical cap
The lead'll go clap, your head'll go back, uh
It's B. Sig' in the place to be
With two heaters on the waist of me, man, who facin' me?

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

Big nickels down your way, don't trip
Get folded down your way, got soldiers down your way
Keep quiet down your way, no lip
All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself
Or I come through with the hammer make you lose your health
Fast, roll with Dash, us move like Cassius Clay
Move yay like caskets, where there's a will there's a way
Obey my thirst, move yay through traffic
Without Sprite, without Nike's
I just do it, ball break your basket
Yeah, you damn right, without ice
I pull up, pull your honey car, stuff her basket
International post player, circle the atlas
You don't want to be ho players, circle the hood
Bend over backwards when I search 'em for Backwoods

This is Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)

All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself
All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself

Ch'yeah, ch'yea, it's the, it's the Roc, nigga
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
And another one, and another one




All of y'all need to run yourselves
Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Freeway’s song Roc The Mic narrate the power and fame the artists have achieved in the music industry. The lyrics describe their confidence in their abilities and also warn others to be careful while speaking to them. The song begins with a proclamation by the artists to show off what they are capable of. They remind their audience that despite their success and influence, they still have the power to turn the club out with their music. The artists feel pride in their identity and their neighborhoods, which they still visit often despite their global fame.


The lyrics proceed to discuss the lifestyle of touring, where the artists receive attention from women who are interested in them. The lyrics also allude to the power the artists have gained; they no longer have to rely on travel luxuries like Lexuses but can instead travel in a Caravan. The lyrics continue to describe how their lives have changed because of their fame, discussing the social circles they keep and the places they go. The song has a fierce tone throughout as the artists rap about their guns and their willingness to use them if someone crosses them.


Line by Line Meaning

Ho, ho
Introductory sounds that express excitement


Bounce
Encouragement to move or dance


Holla
Calling someone's attention


Bounce, bounce, bounce
Encouragement to keep moving or dancing


It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free (Free, Sigel)
Announcement of the artists involved in the song


And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Confident statement about the artist's microphone skills


Still watch what you say out your mouth
Reminder to be careful with words


'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out
Warning against causing trouble that could lead to gunfire


I miss the hood when I'm travelin' (uh)
Expression of nostalgia for one's hometown


Get neck when I'm travelin'
Receiving oral sex while on the road


Chicks peck wood when I'm travelin'
Women show interest in the artist when he's on tour


Fuck a Lex 'cause the click fit good in the Caravan
Preference for a functional car over a luxury one


Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Reference to the artist's ability to swiftly move through different neighborhoods


Take a flick if you get a chance, get that close
Encouragement to take a photo with the artist if one gets the opportunity


Fuck an advance, 'cause I get that dough
Preference for earning money through other means rather than an advance payment


Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me
Threat to harm those who have issues with the artist


For breakfast, guaranteed to eat this toast
Confident statement about defeating any opponent like it's a regular meal


I'm reckless, firestarter heat your folks
Self-description as a bold and dangerous person who can cause chaos


A starvin artist that'll eat y'all tracks, so don't bring 'em around
Claim that the artist can outperform others in music production


I be around Ricans, vida loca
Spending time around Puerto Ricans living a wild life


They got all the toasters, don't need no gats
Puerto Ricans have guns, so the artist doesn't need to bring one


I got a six stashed, leave 'em around
Keeping a gun hidden somewhere close


So I don't get left around haters around when I leave
Keeping a gun for protection when leaving a certain location


In the winter rock short sleeves, reason? The pound
Wearing short-sleeved clothes in cold weather to show off a gun


With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat blastin'
Warning to those who provoke the artist that they will face aggression


Techno-Marine shinin', marine fashion backin' 'em down
Wearing a luxury watch while showing dominance over others


Niggas gon' keep hatin' and my clique gon' keep grindin'
Anticipating continued hate from others while striving to succeed


Keep movin', lockin' the town
Determination to keep making music that is popular


It's Freeway in the place to be, see
Identifying the artist who is performing


And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Reaffirming earlier confidence in microphone skills


Still watch what you say to me, prick
Reiterating that words must be chosen carefully


'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
Warning that the artist can use a powerful weapon if needed


It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free
Repetition of artist names for emphasis


'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out (ho)
Reminder that violence can ruin events


It's Mack daddy, young, scrappy (uh)
Self-identification as a cool and tough person


No, he ain't the OG gangsta (yes, I is)
Claim to have more experience in gangster life than others


Come on, don't test I kid
Warning not to challenge the artist


I firebomb cribs like Left Eye did
Reference to a famous female rapper setting fire to her boyfriend's house


Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, big or small, you can get it
Comparison to famous rapper Notorious B.I.G. and willingness to fight anyone regardless of size


Dead wrong, like tryin' to brawl or strong-arm a midget, uh
Simile comparing a failed physical fight attempt to picking on a small person


I pull the 9 out my pocket, I'm lyin
Joke that a gun is easily accessible


I pull the MAC out the closet, start firin'
Statement that the artist has a more powerful weapon hidden away


For you cats outta pocket, stop tryin'
Warning to those who act out of line


Take that, get back, clap iron
Threat to harm someone with a gun


You know, stay low, keep firin', uh
Advice to be stealthy and aggressive


I put the lead in the gat, the metal go clap
Reference to loading a gun


I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' with this radical cat
Claim that the artist can defeat anyone and should not be challenged


You fuck around and need a medical cap
Warning that a physical altercation with the artist can result in serious injury


The lead'll go clap, your head'll go back, uh
Threatening that a gunshot will seriously harm someone


With two heaters on the waist of me, man, who facin' me?
Statement that the artist is heavily armed and should not be challenged


Big nickels down your way, don't trip
Reference to carrying large amounts of money without worry


Get folded down your way, got soldiers down your way
Claim that the artist has support in different locations


Keep quiet down your way, no lip
Demand for respect in certain areas


All of y'all need to run yourselves
Order for others to leave the artist alone


Go get the burner, nigga, bang yourself
Derogatory statement implying that others should harm themselves


Or I come through with the hammer make you lose your health
Threat to use violence if others don't comply


Fast, roll with Dash, us move like Cassius Clay
Comparison to boxer Muhammad Ali and reference to quickness


Move yay like caskets, where there's a will there's a way
Reference to drug dealing and belief that anything can be accomplished with determination


Obey my thirst, move yay through traffic
Command to follow the artist's lead in drug dealing


Without Sprite, without Nike's
Implication that the artist doesn't need brand names


I just do it, ball break your basket
Confident statement that the artist can defeat others in basketball


Yeah, you damn right, without ice
Confirmation that the artist doesn't need luxury items


I pull up, pull your honey car, stuff her basket
Implication that the artist can attract women who will spend money on him


International post player, circle the atlas
Comparison to basketball player who can travel anywhere


You don't want to be ho players, circle the hood
Admonishment for others not to spend time only in one place


Bend over backwards when I search 'em for Backwoods
Claim that the artist can easily find drugs and paraphernalia on others


This is Freeway in the place to be, see
Repetition of introducing the artist


Ch'yeah, ch'yea, it's the, it's the Roc, nigga
Celebration of the artist's record label


Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Reiteration of introductory sounds


And another one, and another one
Expression of continued success and output




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwight Grant, Justin Gregory Smith, Leslie Pridgen

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@makluvin75

Its 2023 and this still goes hard. You had to be around this era to appreciate the music

@mklightemup3567

Trust!!!

@abiymelekyahudah4thtribe

Facts πŸ’―

@juniormichelesperant6372

I'm from the late 80s ..I'm grateful

@reallife0728

TRUTH TRUTH!!!!!πŸ’―πŸ’―πŸ’―

@quentinparker7404

Str8 fire in 2024!πŸ”₯

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@Dave-nj4go

After 14 years, this jam is rocking. Early 2000 rap was much better then today rap

@stephanoewilks1908

without a doubt

@Ki77a_WhSpRz

David Fuller I agree, but I enjoyed both eras of the 90's and early early 2000's

@joselitorivera1318

aa

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