On January 28, 2014, his first project was released, titled Cilvia Demo. The EP debuted at number 40 on the US Billboard 200 chart and sold 8,500 copies in the United States during its first week of release. On May 5, 2014, XXL revealed Rashad was included in their annual freshman class.
On September 2, 2016, Rashad released his debut studio album, The Sun's Tirade. The Sun's Tirade received critical acclaim from music critics, debuted at number 17 on the US Billboard 200 and sold 19,000 copies its first week.
Shot You Down
Isaiah Rashad Lyrics
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I feel anxious, spit dangerous
As the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective
Beer goggle and fear
Roll model so hallow
Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches
Road to the riches still paved with the ditches
Get caught up in the hype, your career is for a night
They ain't popping shot, these niggas is Papa Doc
If I ain't meant to shine, beat me up in a rhyme spot
No crying til I'm in pine box
I got the bitches hittin' Mikey like where Zay at?
Probably fuckin' on her friend, probably LA at
Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at
Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that
Mama taught me better
Can't count on niggas, can't count on weather
Go figure nigga
They ain't worried about this cheddar
Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers
I don't feel them
Ain't trying to be no freshman, I'm chilling
'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em
Me and my niggas is hungry, we're willing
To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em
I feel like talking my shit
Come in the house, acting friendly, you can suck my dick
I'm praying for some good rappers and a fleetwood
Where I gotta bring my A game, you just D goods
We don't wanna hear that weak shit, nigga speak up
Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper
You niggas hoes, you niggas hoes
And I ain't even trippin'
'Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas
Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley
Put the hood in the fucking trunk and bring the party with me
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
I bang, I bang, I blocka
What you do now?
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No sensitive niggas, I shot you down
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
No hypebeast pussies, what you do now?
I came, I saw, I conquered
I shot you down
Now your brain no have no conscious
Don't make a sound
Now I came, I saw, I conquered
What you do now?
Now your brain no have no conscious
What you do
Don't make a sound
In "Shot You Down" by Isaiah Rashad, the rapper talks about his experience navigating the rap industry and expressing his frustration towards his peers in the industry. He starts the song by saying he feels anxious and spit dangerous, which represents his state of mind as he tries to make his mark in the music industry. As he raps on the verse, he talks about the superficial nature of some rappers who indulge in drugs and alcohol culture and the women who flock to them.
He's not interested in being like other rappers and is more focused on being true to his craft, hence he says "I ain't these other n**gas, cause these n**gas are fake." He also talks about not being worried about competition, as he and his crew are hungry and willing to bring the party.
He concludes by stating that he's shot down any rapper he considers a threat, and he's not interested in sensitive or hypebeast rappers. The overall message of the song is that Isaiah Rashad is a force to be reckoned with in the rap scene, and he's uninterested in fitting in with the status quo.
Line by Line Meaning
I take a drag at the square
I am smoking a cigarette
I feel anxious, spit dangerous
I feel nervous and am spitting aggressive rhymes
As the verbal appears, is reflecting my perspective
The lyrics that I am delivering reflect my personal viewpoint
Beer goggle and fear
Alcohol is affecting my perception and I am also feeling scared
Roll model so hallow
My role models are empty and lack substance
Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches
I am surrounded by young adults and group of women
Road to the riches still paved with the ditches
The path to success has obstacles and pitfalls
Get caught up in the hype, your career is for a night
If you become too obsessed with fame and attention, your career will be short-lived
I ain't these other niggas, cause these niggas is fake
I am different from other rappers, who are not authentic
They ain't popping shot, these niggas is Papa Doc
Other rappers are not truly attacking me, they are just pretending to be competitors like in the movie 8 Mile
If I ain't meant to shine, beat me up in a rhyme spot
If I am not meant to be successful, let me be defeated in a rap battle
No crying til I'm in pine box
I won't show weakness until I am dead and buried
I got the bitches hittin' Mikey like where Zay at?
Women are contacting my friend asking for my whereabouts
Probably fuckin' on her friend, probably LA at
I am likely having sex with another woman in Los Angeles
Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at
I am most likely planning to make a million dollars while staying in a specific location
Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that
Women should not talk too much around us because we don't tolerate it
Mama taught me better
My mother instilled good values in me
Can't count on niggas, can't count on weather
I can't rely on other people or the unpredictable nature of the world
Go figure nigga
That's just the way it is
They ain't worried about this cheddar
Other rappers are not concerned about making money
Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers
Other rappers are foolishly getting in my way and causing their own downfall
I don't feel them
I am not affected by other rappers' actions or words
Ain't trying to be no freshman, I'm chilling
I am not trying to be a new, inexperienced rapper, I am relaxed
'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight, and not kill em
Other rappers will try to harm me but won't succeed
Me and my niggas is hungry, we're willing
My friends and I are motivated and determined
To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em
We will have a party and have casual sex with women, like the rapper Meek Mill
I feel like talking my shit
I want to express myself and say what I need to say
Come in the house, acting friendly, you can suck my dick
If someone enters my home pretending to be nice, I will not tolerate it and they should leave
I'm praying for some good rappers and a fleetwood
I hope for talented musicians and a nice type of car known as a Fleetwood
Where I gotta bring my A game, you just D goods
I need to perform at my best, while others are mediocre
We don't wanna hear that weak shit, nigga speak up
We don't want to hear mediocre rhymes, we want to hear confident and powerful bars
Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper
I am using older styles of rapping and have traditional cornrow hairstyle and a beeper
You niggas hoes, you niggas hoes
Other rappers are weak and ineffective
And I ain't even trippin'
I am not bothered or concerned
'Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas
We will be making money, while others are left behind
Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley
My friend Mikey should bring his fur coat and fancy car to the party
Put the hood in the fucking trunk and bring the party with me
We will put on music and have fun together, even while driving
I came, I saw, I conquered
I faced a challenge, and came out victorious
I shot you down
I defeated my opponents
Now your brain no have no conscious
You are unable to think or react
What you do now?
What will you do next?
I bang, I bang, I blocka
I am firing shots and causing destruction
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
I have no patience for weak or cowardly rappers, I have defeated them
No sensitive niggas, I shot you down
I have defeated those who are overly emotional or easily hurt
No bitch ass rappers, I shot you down
I have defeated other weak rappers
No hypebeast pussies, what you do now?
I have defeated those who are only interested in trendy, superficial things, what will they do now?
Now your brain no have no conscious
You are unable to think or react
Don't make a sound
Remain silent
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Isaiah Rashad
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@vinceg9949
me and my uncle bumped this every day when we would hang out.He was about 3 years older than me. He died 3 months ago at 21. R.I.P Joshua
@CatholicNicklas
your uncle was 3 years older than you?
@BlackestDynamite
+RiZKAssassin I have a niece who is 3 months younger then me. My parents are old as fuck.
@CatholicNicklas
+Mousecop I guess I'm just so used to the difference in age in my family
@jerronmayes4670
May he rest in power bruh
@civicsr2cool
keep your head up
@aaronburton5833
It's 2020 and this is still a masterpiece. Timeless. Underappreciated and underrated artist for sure.
@terminallydrunk1900
took me so god dam long to find this song. then i rememberd tde
@rebekahdelacruz2696
I've been saying this since 2014 💯
@aaronburton5833
@@rebekahdelacruz2696 I've known this song from the day it came out but somehow it's much better after the 6 millionth time listening to it 🤷🏾♂️