Black Out
Ghostface Killah M.O.P. & Pharoahe Monch Lyrics


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Yo, Kane, let's get 'em
I'm talking blackout
Put lives to a name, fuck a tapout
All in together, we gon' wipe 'em
Wax in revenge mode, time for some action

Yeah, relentless, murderous intentions
The henchmen's garments is all black, [?] pimp this
Caught up in my spell, smell exotic, blunt from different trees
Black gloves, bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed
Ghost and [?] these, robbing the whole globe
Black polo, hooded, with Gucci wheels with a nice grip
So when the blood hit the floor, I won't slip
Dynamic with my dial-up, you faggots is hog meat
Crack your cranium like crab does if you cross me
Raging bulllet of the bull, Mr. Kane is so raunchy

Death Row shit, fuck the lethal injection
Execute him and chop up his body in sections
Clean cut butcher knives
X they're eyes out
Nail 'em to a billboard
Let 'em dry out

Let me a show you a crime about 'em blowing your minds out
If you ain't ready to throat a nigga then sign out
Nickel plated 40's are blowing your spine out
Old school Caddies with coke, come take a line out
Stingin' niggas for they're jewels in they're stash house
Snatch a nigga up by his butterfly, sing him a lullaby
Closed casket, make sure his mother cry
You fuckin' woth grimy guys, tunes are suicidal
And now we ain't homies, they call us the homicidal
Get ready for the mayhem, just call it my arrival

Bash him with a disco ball, it's the 70's
Drop a set of the Daily News so they remember these
Black bastards, ruthless killers

Watch me thrill ya
Party killers, we won't die
Hard body bitch made cats is gonna fry
Solidify we're champions, youngens we're bonafide
Wanna swim with the sharks, be my guest, go take a dive
The name of the game is Blood Sport
You won't make it out alive




I see what you trying for so give it up
We terrorize shit, Kane and Ghost, lit it up

Overall Meaning

The song "Black Out" by Ghostface Killah, M.O.P., and Pharoahe Monch is a rap track that describes the violent and deadly intentions of the artists. The song opens with a call for action, suggesting that they are planning to put their enemies' lives to a name and create chaos via a blackout. The lyrics describe the black-clad henchmen with murderous intentions, and the use of different weapons to achieve their goals. Additionally, the artists describe their confidence in their abilities, their ruthlessness, and the fear that they instill in others.


The lyrics of the song explore the themes of violence, revenge, and power. The artists portray themselves as powerful figures who can execute their enemies and control their fate. The song also portrays the sense of camaraderie and loyalty between the artists, suggesting that they work together to achieve their goals. The lyrics of the song are poetic and clever, using metaphors and wordplay to create vivid imagery.


Overall, "Black Out" is a dark and intense song that explores the themes of violence and power in the context of the rap genre. It portrays the artists as ruthless and fearless individuals who can execute revenge upon their enemies with ease.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, Kane, let's get 'em
The singer is calling on Kane to join them in an attack


I'm talking blackout
The attack will be severe and brutal


Put lives to a name, fuck a tapout
The group will not stop until they have caused harm to their targets


All in together, we gon' wipe 'em
The group will work as a team to carry out the attack


Wax in revenge mode, time for some action
The group is fueled by a desire for revenge and is ready to take action


Yeah, relentless, murderous intentions
The group has violent intentions and will not stop until they have achieved their goal


The henchmen's garments is all black, [?] pimp this
The group is dressed in black and ready to carry out their plan


Caught up in my spell, smell exotic, blunt from different trees
The artist is confident and in control, and is smoking a high-quality joint


Black gloves, bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed
The group is armed and ready to use their weapons


Ghost and [?] these, robbing the whole globe
The group is prepared to commit crimes around the world


Black polo, hooded, with Gucci wheels with a nice grip
The group is driving a luxury car with specialized tires to enhance their driving ability


So when the blood hit the floor, I won't slip
The group is confident that they will be successful and will not falter


Dynamic with my dial-up, you faggots is hog meat
The singer is skilled and dangerous, and considers their opponents to be weak


Crack your cranium like crab does if you cross me
The group is prepared to use extreme violence against anyone who opposes them


Raging bullet of the bull, Mr. Kane is so raunchy
Kane is an aggressive and powerful member of the group


Death Row shit, fuck the lethal injection
The group is prepared to kill without hesitation


Execute him and chop up his body in sections
The group is willing to mutilate their victims after killing them


Clean cut butcher knives
The group is well prepared with specialized weapons


X they're eyes out
The group will not hesitate to cause extreme harm to their victims


Nail 'em to a billboard
The group is willing to display their victims as a warning to others


Let 'em dry out
The group will not dispose of their victims immediately, allowing them to be publicly displayed


Let me a show you a crime about 'em blowing your minds out
The group is capable of committing crimes that will shock and surprise their targets


If you ain't ready to throat a nigga then sign out
The group is only looking for members who are willing to do whatever it takes to achieve their goals


Nickel plated 40's are blowing your spine out
The group is armed and ready to use deadly force


Old school Caddies with coke, come take a line out
The group is using classic cars and drugs to prepare for their attack


Stingin' niggas for they're jewels in they're stash house
The group is willing to go to great lengths to steal from their victims


Snatch a nigga up by his butterfly, sing him a lullaby
The group is willing to kidnap and harm their victims


Closed casket, make sure his mother cry
The group is willing to cause extreme emotional harm to their victims and their families


You fuckin' woth grimy guys, tunes are suicidal
The group members are dangerous and unpredictable, and their actions could be harmful to others


And now we ain't homies, they call us the homicidal
The group is willing to hurt anyone and is no longer interested in making friends


Get ready for the mayhem, just call it my arrival
The group is confident and ready to cause chaos when they arrive


Bash him with a disco ball, it's the 70's
The group is willing to use unconventional weapons to achieve their goals


Drop a set of the Daily News so they remember these
The group wants their actions to be remembered by others


Black bastards, ruthless killers
The group is not afraid of being called negative names and embraces their violent reputation


Watch me thrill ya
The singer is confident and ready to carry out their plan


Party killers, we won't die
The group is determined and will not stop their attacks


Hard body bitch made cats is gonna fry
Weak opponents will not be able to withstand the group's attacks


Solidify we're champions, youngens we're bonafide
The group members are champions and are skilled and experienced at what they do


Wanna swim with the sharks, be my guest, go take a dive
The group is challenging their opponents to try and fight back, knowing that they will fail


The name of the game is Blood Sport
The violent attacks carried out by the group are like a sport to them


You won't make it out alive
The group is confident that their opponents will not survive their attacks


I see what you trying for so give it up
The group sees through the weak attempts of their opponents


We terrorize shit, Kane and Ghost, lit it up
The group is a terrifying force and is confident in their abilities




Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: ERICK S. SERMON, DENNIS DAVID COLES, ROBERT F. DIGGS, GARY E. GRICE, LAMONT HAWKINS, JASON HUNTER, RUSSELL T. JONES, CLIFFORD SMITH, COREY WOODS, MELVIN DUNLOP, RAY JACKSON, BILL WITHERS, CHUCK HENDY, DANZIO REDFORD, JOHN RICHARD AUSTIN, LIDELL WHITTAKER,

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Comments from YouTube:

Sandra Severiano

Outstanding performance, beats and lyricz

truthspeaks01

oh man his war album was really good. may not be IA level but i don't know many artists that top their first albums. can't wait for his PTSD to drop either honestly.

Jole

2:00 is the illest part for me...i just get mad hype when i hear this

truthspeaks01

fell off?? he dropped dope albums(desire & war) recently and still does tours. pharoahe monch is thriving in the underground community bro.

Duh_D_Man

monch killed it

GrooTheWanderer80

this shit is heat

Stephen Linen

I love it !!! You do every year $#/!

CrackaJakRAP

they still good regardless

Na'im A. Mujahid

ALL-STAR LINE UP!

Víctor Hernández

I just cant listen MOP like i do with Monch and Ghost I love a lot of songs from Billy and Fame but i get tired of it for a long time and then i start to love their stuff again after a couple of months Monch and Ghost are more entertaining for me than MOP is

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