Wick
Hernandez.D Lyrics


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Now I know you ain’t looking at me when you said that (Who you talking to?)
One shot to the knee, next shot look at you that’s a head splat (Who you talking to?)
Talk is cheap, why you talking at all? That's a death trap (Who you talking to?)
Bring any army you want it’s never gonna be a set be setback (Who you talking to?)

Shook cat! It could’ve been so easy
My wife passed, all I had was a dog and you went and took that so tingz got greasy
(Bop bop booop)
I just saw this prick tryna flex like he's hot shit,
beat him up quick, took his car yeah he’s not sick
And his dog made bare noise so I off'd it
What's he gonna do about it fam? He's a top prick

That’s baba yega!

One utter of the name will stun a hater quick
Come and take ya then piss on your grave cuz
cos I got too many guns but you couldn't handle your maker

Oi!

Just cos I prefer these guns doesn’t mean that your boy can’t get experimental
Why don’t you go ahead and ask your dad about the time that I killed 3 dons with a pencil?

(Blaow!)

Raw lead shots to the head, all head shots
When I say 'Draw' don't wanna see man’s stencil
Bare leg shots to the chest, keep missing
Cost man an arm, leg, neck & temple

Fuck that! Fire and I buss back
Everyone can die if they wanna try an test man’s credentials
You don’t wanna see me with a tucked strap
The ting will turn a hitman to a rug rat that’s mental

Now I know you ain’t looking at me when you said that (Who you talking to?)
One shot to the knee, next shot look at you that’s a head splat (Who you talking to?)
Talk is cheap, why you talking at all? That's a death trap (Who you talking to?)
Bring any army you want it’s never gonna be a set be setback (Who you talking to?)

(Raaaah)
Who you talking to??
Who you talking to??
(Raaaah)
Who you talking to??
(Raaaah)
Who you talking to??

Yo! These lot are the corniest
They shot man out of the window & shit,
When I came to there was a dude who asked if I’m pissed
The funny thing is, he looks like Morpheus
I replied with a thumbs up
Now I’m off to dead everybody
With or without an audience
Plus, I’m owed a few favours by a few sick chums
And they already know I’m the naughtiest

Dun know!

Who's really ready for the gun show?
I don’t give a fuck though
Bare head shots don’t wanna chat about slugs bro
Boogie man gonna catch you if you run slow
If you want war, better stay strapped
I been on the run for about 3 days
So, it’s about time that I chase back
Click click, brain splat I don’t need a gun bro

Bate flow

How much you wanna bet after 2 or 3 licks your gonna do what I say so?
Fuck a payroll, I don't play though
No blood spilled on continental ground
That prick went an blew up my house like an a-hole
Feds knock on the door and ask if I’m “working again?”
I reply "I’m afraid so"

(Its personal)

It’s all good, look away bro

Now I know you ain’t looking at me when you said that (Who you talking to?)
One shot to the knee, next shot look at you that’s a head splat (Who you talking to?)
Talk is cheap, why you talking at all? That's a death trap (Who you talking to?)
Bring any army you want it’s never gonna be a set be setback (Who you talking to?)

(Raaaah)
Who you talking to??
Who you talking to??
(Raaaah)
Who you talking to??




(Raaaah)
Who you talking to??

Overall Meaning

The song "Wick" by Hernandez.D is a hard-hitting rap track that showcases the artist's bravado and assertiveness. The lyrics depict a confrontational attitude towards those who underestimate the singer's power and capabilities. The opening lines express skepticism towards someone who is making disrespectful remarks, questioning who they are actually addressing. The subsequent lines describe the singer's readiness to take violent action, such as shooting someone in the knee and then targeting their head, resulting in a gruesome end. The lyrics highlight the singer's disregard for talk without actions, framing it as a death trap for those who indulge in empty words.


The song also touches upon personal loss, with the singer mentioning the passing of his wife and the theft of his dog, which leads to a heated altercation. The lyrics describe the singer swiftly beating up someone who falsely presents themselves as impressive, stealing their car to assert dominance. The line "And his dog made bare noise so I off'd it" indicates the singer's willingness to eliminate any threats, regardless of the emotional attachments involved. The reference to "Baba Yega" further emphasizes the singer's dangerous and formidable nature.


Throughout the song, Hernandez.D boasts about his prowess and experience, asserting his ability to handle various weapons and challenging others to test his skills. He highlights his preference for guns but also mentions an incident where he allegedly killed three individuals with a pencil, showcasing his versatility and resourcefulness. The lyrics are filled with violent imagery, describing shots to the head, chest, and other body parts, symbolizing the singer's ability to inflict severe harm on his enemies.


Overall, "Wick" portrays Hernandez.D as a fearless and formidable figure, unafraid to take on any opponent and resort to violence when necessary. The lyrics reflect a sense of power and aggression, capturing the essence of the street life and the consequences of crossing paths with someone like the singer.


Line by Line Meaning

Now I know you ain’t looking at me when you said that (Who you talking to?)
You're not directing those words towards me, so who are you actually addressing?


One shot to the knee, next shot look at you that’s a head splat (Who you talking to?)
After incapacitating you with a shot to the knee, the following shot will end with a fatal blow to your head. So, again, who are you really talking to?


Talk is cheap, why you talking at all? That's a death trap (Who you talking to?)
Your words hold no value or significance, so why even bother speaking? Engaging in pointless conversations only leads to destructive outcomes, so I ask you once more, who is your intended audience?


Bring any army you want it’s never gonna be a set be setback (Who you talking to?)
You can gather any number of individuals to oppose me, but it will never result in a setback for me. I remain unperturbed. So, let me reiterate, who are you addressing with your futile attempts?


Shook cat! It could’ve been so easy
You were fearful, hesitant. This situation could have been resolved peacefully and effortlessly.


My wife passed, all I had was a dog and you went and took that so tingz got greasy (Bop bop booop)
My wife died, leaving only my dog as my companion. And now you have taken that away from me as well, causing things to become hostile and chaotic.


I just saw this prick tryna flex like he's hot shit, beat him up quick, took his car yeah he’s not sick
I witnessed an individual attempting to display their superiority and arrogance, but I swiftly defeated him and even claimed his car, proving that he is not as remarkable as he believes himself to be.


And his dog made bare noise so I off'd it What's he gonna do about it fam? He's a top prick
His dog was making excessive noise, so I eliminated it. He cannot do anything in response because he is a despicable and detestable person.


That’s baba yega!
That's an expression of self-assurance and intimidation.


One utter of the name will stun a hater quick
Mentioning my name alone is enough to shock and silence any individual who harbors hatred or ill intentions towards me.


Come and take ya then piss on your grave cuz cos I got too many guns but you couldn't handle your maker
I will not only defeat you but also disrespect your memory by urinating on your grave. This is because I possess a multitude of firearms, while you are incapable of even challenging me.


Just cos I prefer these guns doesn’t mean that your boy can’t get experimental
Just because I have a preference for certain firearms, it doesn't imply that I'm unwilling to try new and different approaches.


Why don’t you go ahead and ask your dad about the time that I killed 3 dons with a pencil?
Why don't you inquire with your father about the occasion when I successfully eliminated three high-ranking individuals using nothing but a pencil as a weapon?


Raw lead shots to the head, all head shots
I deliver precise and lethal shots to the head using unprocessed lead bullets.


When I say 'Draw' don't wanna see man’s stencil
When I command to draw a firearm, I do not wish to witness any hesitation or incompetence in handling it.


Bare leg shots to the chest, keep missing
Numerous shots aiming for the chest area end up missing their target.


Cost man an arm, leg, neck & temple
The consequences of crossing me are severe, resulting in the loss of limbs, fatal neck wounds, and damage to the temple area.


Fuck that! Fire and I buss back
I refuse to accept that situation! I retaliate with intense gunfire.


Everyone can die if they wanna try an test man’s credentials
Anyone who dares to challenge my abilities and reputation will suffer fatal consequences.


You don’t wanna see me with a tucked strap
You do not want to witness me concealing a firearm on my person.


The ting will turn a hitman to a rug rat that’s mental
The weapon I possess has the power to transform a professional assassin into a helpless and feeble individual, which is truly astonishing.


Yo! These lot are the corniest
These individuals are incredibly unoriginal and lack creativity.


They shot man out of the window & shit, When I came to there was a dude who asked if I’m pissed
They attempted to shoot me from a window, and when I regained consciousness, an individual inquired if I was angry or upset.


The funny thing is, he looks like Morpheus
Ironically, this person bears a resemblance to the character Morpheus.


I replied with a thumbs up
I responded by giving a gesture of approval with my thumb raised.


Now I’m off to dead everybody
Now I am embarking on a mission to kill every individual involved.


With or without an audience
I will carry out my actions and achieve the desired outcome, regardless of the presence or absence of spectators.


Plus, I’m owed a few favours by a few sick chums
Furthermore, I have several friends who are indebted to me and owe me favors. These friends possess the skills and capabilities to assist me in my endeavors.


And they already know I’m the naughtiest
My friends are well aware of my mischievous and cunning nature.


Dun know!
It is a well-established fact and goes without saying.


Who's really ready for the gun show?
Who among you is truly prepared to witness a display of firearms and their deadly capabilities?


I don’t give a fuck though
I am completely indifferent and unbothered by the opinions or reactions of others.


Bare head shots don’t wanna chat about slugs bro
Multiple shots to the head render any further conversation about bullets unnecessary, my friend.


Boogie man gonna catch you if you run slow
If you attempt to flee at a slow pace, the boogie man, a symbol of terror, will capture and harm you.


If you want war, better stay strapped
If you desire conflict, it would be wise to keep a firearm on your person for protection.


I been on the run for about 3 days
I have been evading capture and remaining in hiding for a period of approximately three days.


So, it’s about time that I chase back
Therefore, it is now an opportune moment for me to pursue and retaliate against my pursuers.


Click click, brain splat I don’t need a gun bro
With a simple clicking sound followed by a fatal head injury, I can eliminate my enemies without relying on a firearm, my friend.


Bate flow
I possess an evident and obvious talent for rapping.


How much you wanna bet after 2 or 3 licks your gonna do what I say so?
I am confident that after enduring a few blows or strikes, you will unquestioningly comply with my demands. Care to place a wager on that?


Fuck a payroll, I don't play though
I have no interest in conforming to a structured system of payment, as I operate outside societal norms.


No blood spilled on continental ground
I have successfully avoided shedding blood on the soil of this particular area.


That prick went an blew up my house like an a-hole
An individual I disdain had the audacity to destroy my residence, behaving in a manner consistent with that of an unpleasant and contemptible person.


Feds knock on the door and ask if I’m “working again?”
Law enforcement officers approached my doorstep and inquired if I am engaging in illicit activities once more.


I reply 'I’m afraid so'
I respond with the unfortunate truth that, indeed, I am involved in such activities.


It’s all good, look away bro
Do not concern yourself, my friend. Simply avert your gaze and ignore the situation.


(Raaaah) Who you talking to??
Expressing confusion and demanding clarification regarding the intended recipient of the preceding words.


(Raaaah) Who you talking to??
Once again, raising the same question, seeking an answer.


(Raaaah) Who you talking to??
Repeating the query, emphasizing the need for a response.


(Raaaah) Who you talking to??
Continuing to insist on an answer, expressing frustration and impatience.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Turkish Dcypha, Tumay Salih, Aysan Kazim

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