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Ginger And The Alchemists Lyrics


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Out of touch niggas wanna shit my name
They lost touch with reality long before 2013
Look at me, i'm flyer than a bitch
And your hoe know
She respects my motherfucking dick
Young Alien told me: ''style on em P''
Then he passed me the chee
Alchemist threw on the beat
Let me tell you niggas something dope
Something you can bring it back
Like the cypher smoke
Gangsta hippie, i'm really on some cool shit
But you try to press me, I don't bullshit
It's gonna be bad, it's not gonna be fair
The fuck you take me for
Some type of square?
Look I'm well aware that we are not the same
Polar oposites, I'm active, you a lame
I'm bout it, you ain't, nah
You ain't ready to ride
And hunt human beings
You're not a gambling man
You wouldn't risk your freedom

Say my name three times in the dark
I'll pop up in your bedroom
Pop in on your broad
Say my name hoe, don't try to hold it in
RIP, he colder than the cold wind

Cut him like the Hulk
He bleeding like Jack Frost
My heart been a ice box since I could walk
All I know is pain, don't get me started bro
You know i'm dead serious
You niggas living jokes
I get ghost, long before I hit folks
So I'll be out in Sweden
While you be here wheezing
Blood bubbleing from your nose
Hard to breathe with
Bullets in your lungs and
Statements in your mouth
I be doing niggas favors, exposing rats
And goddamn
This the motherfucking thanks I get?
Sensitive thugs, y'all all need slugs
Lodged in your spinal columns
Roll you like drugs, and persian rugs
I won't even take your money or
That rollie on your cuff
I stick to the script, and incinerate rubbish




Militant, I don't tolerate a
Lot of dumb shit

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, Ginger And The Alchemists express a sense of superiority and resilience in the face of criticism and negativity from others. The artist is unbothered by those who attempt to tarnish their reputation, claiming that these individuals have long lost touch with reality. The singer boasts about their charisma and appeal, as evidenced by the admiration they receive from others, particularly from someone's partner. The lyrics also mention influential figures, such as Young Alien, who encourages the artist to showcase their style and talent.


The song takes a confrontational tone, with the artist asserting that they are not to be taken lightly. They warn their antagonists that any attempts to provoke them will result in dire consequences. There is a clear distinction made between the artist and their adversaries, emphasizing their active and fearless nature compared to the perceived weakness of others. The lyrics also touch on themes of betrayal and disloyalty, as the artist expresses frustration at being unappreciated. They imply that they have taken actions to expose dishonest individuals, which has earned them both animosity and ingratitude.


The overall message of the song is one of resilience, self-confidence, and the artist's refusal to tolerate negativity or compromise their principles. It reflects their unwavering attitude and their willingness to confront those who oppose them, asserting their superiority and dismissing those who are unable to match their level of determination.


Line by Line Meaning

Out of touch niggas wanna shit my name
There are people who are disconnected from reality and want to tarnish my reputation


Look at me, i'm flyer than a bitch
I am confident and stylish


And your hoe know
Even your lover recognizes my superiority


She respects my motherfucking dick
She acknowledges my sexual prowess


Young Alien told me: ''style on em P''
A fellow artist encouraged me to showcase my unique style


Then he passed me the chee
He shared his creative energy with me


Alchemist threw on the beat
The producer Alchemist provided the instrumental


Let me tell you niggas something dope
Allow me to share something impressive with you


Something you can bring it back
A concept or idea that can be revisited or appreciated


Like the cypher smoke
Similar to the lingering smoke of a rap cypher


Gangsta hippie, i'm really on some cool shit
I personify a blend of street and counter-culture, embodying a laid-back attitude


But you try to press me, I don't bullshit
However, if you provoke me, I will not hesitate to retaliate


It's gonna be bad, it's not gonna be fair
The consequences will be severe and unfavorable


The fuck you take me for
What do you perceive me as?


Some type of square?
An uncool or conventional person?


Look I'm well aware that we are not the same
I acknowledge that we are fundamentally different


Polar opposites, I'm active, you a lame
We are complete opposites - I am engaged, while you are dull


I'm bout it, you ain't, nah
I am assertive and capable, unlike you


You ain't ready to ride
You are not prepared for the challenges ahead


And hunt human beings
Nor are you willing to take risks or engage in dangerous activities


You're not a gambling man
You do not possess the courage to take risks


You wouldn't risk your freedom
You prioritize personal safety and would not jeopardize your liberty


Say my name three times in the dark
If you summon me by uttering my name three times in the darkness


I'll pop up in your bedroom
I will suddenly appear in your bedroom


Pop in on your broad
I will also surprise your female companion


Say my name hoe, don't try to hold it in
Address me directly, do not attempt to suppress or conceal it


RIP, he colder than the cold wind
I possess a chilling aura, signifying my dominance


Cut him like the Hulk
Inflict wounds upon him with unparalleled strength, like the Hulk


He bleeding like Jack Frost
He is bleeding excessively, similar to the mythical Jack Frost's icy nature


My heart been a ice box since I could walk
I have been emotionally detached and cold-hearted since childhood


All I know is pain, don't get me started bro
I have experienced significant suffering, and discussing it would be lengthy


You know i'm dead serious
Understand that my seriousness is absolute


You niggas living jokes
You individuals are mere sources of amusement


I get ghost, long before I hit folks
I vanish, disappearing long before any confrontation arises


So I'll be out in Sweden
I will be in Sweden, far away from you


While you be here wheezing
While you struggle to breathe or catch your breath


Blood bubbling from your nose
Blood effervesces from your nostrils


Hard to breathe with
Difficult to inhale


Bullets in your lungs
Projectiles lodged in your respiratory organs


And statements in your mouth
And false declarations emanating from your oral cavity


I be doing niggas favors, exposing rats
I undertake the role of exposing individuals who betray others


And goddamn
Goodness gracious


This the motherfucking thanks I get?
Is this the appreciation I receive for my efforts?


Sensitive thugs, y'all all need slugs
Emotionally fragile criminals, all of you deserve punishment


Lodged in your spinal columns
The punishment should be inflicted upon your spines


Roll you like drugs, and Persian rugs
I will manipulate you as if you were narcotics or lavish carpets


I won't even take your money or
I won't even accept your financial assets


That rollie on your cuff
Nor will I be interested in your expensive wristwatch


I stick to the script, and incinerate rubbish
I adhere to my principles and destroy worthless elements


Militant, I don't tolerate a
I am a strict and unwavering individual, unwilling to accept


Lot of dumb shit
Many foolish actions or ideas




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