Buck 50's & Bullet Wounds
Havoc Lyrics


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I got a bird's eye view
Like bird and swine flu
I'm sick with it, no cure for shit that I do
Heavy handed when I jotted down a lyric
You ain't half what Havoc is
Or anything near it i'm a ticking timebomb
That sit in your mind palm
The blicky, your mind palm, no planet
We improv you niggas pussy wearing feelings
On your sleeve though go kill yourself
Your shorty out here giving deep throat
The winner team is over here
Check the point spread our ball first
Give a fuck what the coin said
They try to zoo us, keep it from the shakers
Movers cause we animals, the valuables
There be a lotta to us
Quick, out with the old
My nigga I be on some newer shit
Whoever got the coolest wrist
Add 'em to the list
You be donating for the cause
Why you asking why nigga, do it just because
Never let a good jux go to waste
They see it's about face
The memories of the sound the four pound make
For years through the music
I took 'em a foul place
Life through my lens and how
It would be without cake

Nothing left to live for so we couldn't lose
Bubblin' with aga, had it poppin' off
Gunpowder residue on the cotton cloth
Lay laws on us yeah but we still wild
And never seasonal my nigga
This was year round
The blood runnin' through our veins
Got us locked up in this cell


The more herb I blew, the higher the IQ
Just trying to live
Please forgive the evil I do
From W, the double crossing my crew
Dos Equis, my X2, get it, that's times two
I be spittin' raw dawg, the sticky in my paws
Southpaw, kill ya spirit, I get it from my Pa
We outlaws, we live it, no liquor in my bars
Drive 'em crazy in the streets
No different in my car
It's nada, I brought you change, no Obama
Like four quarters
Some rappers change for a dollar
It's all aura, I do my thing you ain't gotta
Stop lying like Mufasa, I'm no Hakuna Matata
Boy, bullet holes in the lobby door
If you thinking that I'm a problem
I'm probably yours back with the brown
I got 'em leaning like Bobby jaw
Might catch a body and drop
It off in somebody's drawer

Yeah, Wu Tang! Mobb Deep!




20 years plus in the game!
Yeah Alchemist, I love you kid!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Havoc's song "Buck 50's & Bullet Wounds" showcase his confident and aggressive demeanor as he reflects on his life experiences and asserts his superiority in the rap game. The opening lines, "I got a bird's eye view, like bird and swine flu," suggest that Havoc has a keen perspective on the world, comparing it to the contagious and debilitating diseases. He acknowledges his talent and the impact of his lyrics, claiming to be a ticking time bomb that can explode in your mind.


Havoc further asserts his dominance, criticizing other rappers for being inferior and wearing their emotions on their sleeves. He talks about his success and winning mentality, emphasizing that his team is superior and always takes the lead. He challenges his rivals, disregards their concerns, and encourages them to do things without questioning why. Havoc also references the dangers of his lifestyle, mentioning the memories of the sound a four-pound gun makes, indicating the violence that he has experienced and potentially caused through his music.


The second verse delves deeper into Havoc's perspective on life. He mentions feeling numb, implying that he has lost hope and no longer fears losing because he has nothing left to live for. The references to gunpowder residue and living in a cell symbolize the trapping nature of his environment or mindset, where violence and confinement are prevalent. Havoc also acknowledges the influence of drugs on his consciousness, suggesting that the more he indulges, the higher his understanding becomes, although he seeks forgiveness for the evil deeds he may do as a result.


In the final section, Havoc continues to showcase his lyrical skill and assertiveness. He references his crew, known as The Alchemist, and playfully makes wordplay with the brand Dos Equis, emphasizing that he is one-of-a-kind ("X2, get it, that's times two"). He highlights his impact as an artist, stating that his music can drive people crazy both in the streets and in his car. Havoc also addresses critics and those who change their values for monetary gain, likening their transformation to the change given for a dollar. He ends the song with shout-outs to Wu Tang and Mobb Deep, acknowledging their longevity in the game and expressing his love for The Alchemist.


Line by Line Meaning

I got a bird's eye view
I have a clear and elevated perspective


Like bird and swine flu
Intense and contagious, causing widespread impact


I'm sick with it, no cure for shit that I do
My skills and actions are unmatched and unstoppable


Heavy handed when I jotted down a lyric
My words hold weight and power when I write


You ain't half what Havoc is
You don't possess even half of my talent or capability


Or anything near it i'm a ticking timebomb
I am unpredictable and explosive, ready to unleash at any moment


That sit in your mind palm
I linger in your thoughts, making an impact on your consciousness


The blicky, your mind palm, no planet
Your mind is my weapon, no escape from my influence


We improv you niggas pussy wearing feelings
We expose your vulnerability and emotional fragility


On your sleeve though go kill yourself
Stop displaying your weakness openly, you're only sabotaging yourself


Your shorty out here giving deep throat
Your girl is engaging in oral sex with others


The winner team is over here
We are the victorious and dominant group


Check the point spread our ball first
We dictate the game's progression and possess control


Give a fuck what the coin said
We disregard the predetermined outcome, we make our own destiny


They try to zoo us, keep it from the shakers
They attempt to control and contain us, but we refuse to be tamed


Movers cause we animals, the valuables
We are active and influential, holding significant worth


There be a lotta to us
There is depth and complexity to our being


Quick, out with the old
We reject outdated ways, embracing progress and innovation


My nigga I be on some newer shit
I am involved in cutting-edge and innovative endeavors


Whoever got the coolest wrist
Those who possess the most impressive status symbols


Add 'em to the list
Include them as part of our esteemed group


You be donating for the cause
You contribute out of a sense of duty and commitment


Why you asking why nigga, do it just because
Don't question why, just do it for the sake of it


Never let a good jux go to waste
Don't miss an opportunity to exploit and profit from a situation


They see it's about face
They witness a sudden change in circumstances


The memories of the sound the four pound make
The haunting recollections of the violent impact caused by a firearm


For years through the music
Through my music, over a long period of time


I took 'em a foul place
I exposed them to a dark and unsettling reality


Life through my lens and how
My perspective on life and the way it unfolds


It would be without cake
The harsh and harsher reality that would exist without wealth and success


Nothing left to live for so we couldn't lose
Having no remaining purpose or motivation, there was no fear of failure


Bubblin' with aga, had it poppin' off
We were thriving with energy and excitement, initiating action


Gunpowder residue on the cotton cloth
Evidence of our involvement in firearms and violence


Lay laws on us yeah but we still wild
Society may impose rules, but we remain untamed and rebellious


And never seasonal my nigga
We possess consistency and endurance throughout all seasons


This was year round
Our lifestyle and activities were constant throughout the entire year


The blood runnin' through our veins
Our shared heritage and identity courses strongly within us


Got us locked up in this cell
We are confined and bound by our circumstances and choices


The more herb I blew, the higher the IQ
The more marijuana I consumed, the more enlightened my mind became


Just trying to live
Simply attempting to navigate and survive in this world


Please forgive the evil I do
I ask for forgiveness for the harm and wrongdoing I may commit


From W, the double crossing my crew
Betrayal and deceit came from within my own group


Dos Equis, my X2, get it, that's times two
I am twice as unique, exceptional, and extraordinary


I be spittin' raw dawg, the sticky in my paws
I deliver raw and unfiltered lyrics, with marijuana as my source of inspiration


Southpaw, kill ya spirit, I get it from my Pa
My left-handed skills and ability to crush your soul come from my father


We outlaws, we live it, no liquor in my bars
We live a rebellious and unconventional lifestyle, with no need for alcohol in my rhymes


Drive 'em crazy in the streets
We provoke madness and frenzy among the people


No different in my car
The chaos and disturbance continue within my vehicle


It's nada, I brought you change, no Obama
I offer no substantial transformation or hope like Barack Obama did


Like four quarters
Similar to a set of four equal parts or quarters


Some rappers change for a dollar
Certain artists compromise their integrity and values for money


It's all aura, I do my thing you ain't gotta
My presence and energy speak for themselves, no explanation needed


Stop lying like Mufasa, I'm no Hakuna Matata
Don't deceive yourself, I am not a carefree and peaceful entity like in 'The Lion King'


Boy, bullet holes in the lobby door
Evidence of violence and danger, bullet marks on the entrance


If you thinking that I'm a problem
If you perceive me as a threat or issue


I'm probably yours back with the brown
I'm very likely the source of your problems, bringing turmoil and trouble


I got 'em leaning like Bobby jaw
I have them swaying and unable to stand straight, just like a loose jaw


Might catch a body and drop
I might commit a murder and dispose of the body


It off in somebody's drawer
Leaving behind the evidence of my crime in someone's possession or hiding place


Yeah, Wu Tang! Mobb Deep!
Acknowledging and paying tribute to the legendary hip-hop groups


20 years plus in the game!
Celebrating over two decades of being active and influential in the music industry


Yeah Alchemist, I love you kid!
Expressing admiration and respect for the producer, Alchemist




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Written by: ALAN MAMAN, CLIFFORD SMITH, KEIJUAN MUCHITA

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@jjali5004

Not really into writing lyrics and shit, but this beat and these flows inspired me:

The shit The Alchemist can do to my brain,
Tagged with the flow of Havoc, bruh, the crew is insane.
Young niggas can only rap about the coupes and the planes,
The youth and the chains need to be reintroduced to the game.

Nowadays they ain't rappin on a deep level,
Yeah, bruh, the car bumpin and the beat, treble.
But really nigga, what's gon' happen when the beat settles?
Underneath all that fake shit the streets struggle.

I ain't the messenger, but maybe hip hop could be.
So if it's left to us, why make rap expressionless?
As a community, we need to raise the legends up,
"The Silent Partner": hip hop needs it very much.



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@gemstonesmommy

Spice Adams samples all the great beats 🀩2020

@brianbacon6719

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@UptownWatta

@@brianbacon6719 same here lol

@slsmith9411

Same he sampled this??πŸ”₯

@perrimacc2484

hip-hop is still here thank God

@hieroglyphics4133

only idiots say its dead

@TharsanJeyachandran

rip P Havoc going to keep the legacy of P going until he physically cant.

@gzis6685

😍

@zoidberghumer

Wu-Tang, Mobb Deep 20years+ in the game.. Yo Alchemist I love you!
Hip-Hop History right here

@dsetgetatme

Method Man's verse was FIRE. He never disappoints!!

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