Event
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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[Intro: Trife Da God]
Uh, fuck outta here, yeah, aiyo, aiyo

[Trife Da God]
You wouldn't believe (what) what just happened to Steve
He got bagged up town with a brick in his sleeve
Plus an asshole full of dimes, so when he see the judge
You know he gon' get an asshole full of time
Linebacker numbers, no distracting this hunger
And they was watching 'em for damn near, half of the summer
It's a shame how that boy that bagged, right on the Ave
One four-fifth, d's was hopping out yellow cabs
Guns drawned, told 'em get on the floor, gave 'em a run for the money
And in the process he dished the raw
Had the whole precint on him, cops sleeping on him
Them faggot ass rednecks started beating on him
Usually roll with a pitch in his fifth, or heat is on him
Was a risk, but the nigga insist, he keep it on him
It's a fucked up world we live in, for all my niggaz been maxed in, in prison
Going back to the system

[Chorus x2: Trife Da God]
The moral of the story is there ain't one
This is just a tale, take a look at this picture, I'm try'nna paint one
Go into my mind, and see what you'll find
Events that all took place once upon a time

[Trife Da God]
They say I'm grimey, but I'm cool as shit
I show you how to use a bitch, to move a brick
Half a kilo stashed in the uteris
Don't gotta say a word, she observe when I move my lips
She don't sit when she piss, she 'stand up' like Ludacris
My bitch, she'll shoot a snitch, quick fast in a hurry
And then she'll hop her ass on the Ferry
Push the pedal to the metal, pumping gas in the Chevy
Hit my whole team off, serving ass in the telly
And she ride for a nigga, like Kobe's wife
This is Trife, no comparison to Obie Trice
And when she bark, man, that's only right
Cuz she be starting a flick, starving for dick, on her lonely nights
But Tone told me to play it close, before she leave a player broke
He seen her in Medina with Katrina stealing baby coats
Her pops got money, this shit is worth eighty notes
She nineteen and fiend for 'Ice Cream' like Rae and Ghost
Good girl, or bad girl, nigga, they all the same
See it's not how you fuck 'em, it's how you teach 'em the game
You can shape and mold 'em, but you sure can't control 'em
They have you dealing with six, going through the emotions

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Trife Da God]
Yeah, niggaz, know what I mean
Trife Diesel, Starks Enterprise, Emile on the track




Kryme Life, Tommy Whispers, Theodore Unit
T.M.F. in the house, word up

Overall Meaning

The song "Event" by Ghostface Killah featuring Trife Da God is a classic example of storytelling within the hip-hop genre. The song takes the listener on a journey through the gritty landscape of street life, as Trife Da God narrates a cautionary tale about a man named Steve who was caught with drugs and faced the consequences of his actions. Trife Da God's verses are full of vivid imagery, painting a picture of the harsh realities of life on the streets. The chorus emphasizes that there is no moral to the story, just events that happened once upon a time.


The first verse of the song describes the fate of Steve, who was caught with a brick of cocaine and faced severe consequences for his actions. Trife Da God's use of colorful language and metaphors, such as "an asshole full of dimes" and "linebacker numbers," paints a vivid picture of the intensity of the situation. The second verse features Trife Da God rapping about the use of women to move drugs, giving the listener a peek into the darker side of the drug trade.


Overall, "Event" is an excellent example of how hip-hop can tell powerful stories while also using the genre's unique style and language to emphasize the harsh realities of street life.


Line by Line Meaning

You wouldn't believe (what) what just happened to Steve
Trife is about to tell a story of something unbelievable that happened to Steve


He got bagged up town with a brick in his sleeve
Steve got caught by the police in possession of a brick of drugs


Plus an asshole full of dimes, so when he see the judge
Steve had several bags of drugs hidden in his anal cavity and will likely get a long prison sentence when he goes to court


You know he gon' get an asshole full of time
Steve will be spending a considerable amount of time in prison


Linebacker numbers, no distracting this hunger
The police were very persistent and focused on catching Steve


And they was watching 'em for damn near, half of the summer
The police had been surveilling Steve for almost the whole summer


It's a shame how that boy that bagged, right on the Ave
It's unfortunate for Steve that he got caught in possession of drugs in a public place


One four-fifth, d's was hopping out yellow cabs
Police officers arrived on the scene in unmarked taxis


Guns drawned, told 'em get on the floor, gave 'em a run for the money
The police drew their guns and ordered Steve to lie down and surrender. Steve tried to run away but they caught him


And in the process he dished the raw
Steve tried to get rid of the drugs he was carrying while he was being chased by the police


Had the whole precint on him, cops sleeping on him
The police were intently focused on catching Steve


Them faggot ass rednecks started beating on him
Steve was physically assaulted by the police officers


Usually roll with a pitch in his fifth, or heat is on him
Steve normally carried a gun for protection


Was a risk, but the nigga insist, he keep it on him
Steve knew it was dangerous but he still carried a gun anyway


It's a fucked up world we live in, for all my niggaz been maxed in, in prison
The world can be cruel and unjust, especially for people who have already served time in prison


The moral of the story is there ain't one
There is no clear lesson to be learned from this story


This is just a tale, take a look at this picture, I'm try'nna paint one
Trife is simply telling a story and wants the listener to imagine the scenario he is describing


They say I'm grimey, but I'm cool as shit
Trife has a rough reputation but is actually calm and collected


I show you how to use a bitch, to move a brick
Trife knows how to manipulate women to help him sell drugs


Half a kilo stashed in the uterus
Trife has hidden drugs inside a woman's body


Don't gotta say a word, she observe when I move my lips
Trife's female accomplice can read his body language and knows what he wants without him having to say anything


She don't sit when she piss, she 'stand up' like Ludacris
Trife's female accomplice is tough and doesn't take crap from anyone


My bitch, she'll shoot a snitch, quick fast in a hurry
Trife's female accomplice is willing to commit violence on his behalf


And then she'll hop her ass on the Ferry
After committing crimes, Trife and his accomplice make a quick getaway on a ferry


Push the pedal to the metal, pumping gas in the Chevy
Trife and his accomplice escape in a car, driving as fast as they can


Hit my whole team off, serving ass in the telly
Trife's entire crew is making money by selling drugs from a hotel room


And she ride for a nigga, like Kobe's wife
Trife's female accomplice is devoted to him like Kobe Bryant's wife is devoted to him


This is Trife, no comparison to Obie Trice
Trife sees himself as being in a league of his own, not comparable to the rapper Obie Trice


And when she bark, man, that's only right
When Trife's accomplice speaks up, he supports and agrees with her


Cuz she be starting a flick, starving for dick, on her lonely nights
Trife's female accomplice is very sexually active and will go out seeking partners when she's lonely


But Tone told me to play it close, before she leave a player broke
Trife's friend Tone warned him to be careful with his female accomplice, who can be unpredictable and dangerous


He seen her in Medina with Katrina stealing baby coats
Trife's female accomplice has been known to steal baby clothes from stores with another woman named Katrina


Her pops got money, this shit is worth eighty notes
Katrina's father is wealthy and the stolen baby clothes are valuable


She nineteen and fiend for 'Ice Cream' like Rae and Ghost
Katrina is very young and a fan of the Wu-Tang Clan's music


Good girl, or bad girl, nigga, they all the same
To Trife, all women are willing to do whatever it takes to make money


See it's not how you fuck 'em, it's how you teach 'em the game
Trife believes that he can teach women how to be successful at drug dealing, rather than just having sex with them


You can shape and mold 'em, but you sure can't control 'em
Trife knows that in the end, he can't force the women to do exactly what he wants


They have you dealing with six, going through the emotions
Dealing with women can be unpredictable and stressful, even for a seasoned drug dealer like Trife


Yeah, niggaz, know what I mean
Trife is speaking directly to his audience and assuming they understand his lifestyle and experiences


Trife Diesel, Starks Enterprise, Emile on the track
Trife is shouting out his crew and the producer of the song


Kryme Life, Tommy Whispers, Theodore Unit
Trife is naming his fellow rappers and their group, the Theodore Unit


T.M.F. in the house, word up
Trife is also representing his crew TMF and saying hello to his listeners




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