Don't Say
J.PERIOD Black Thought Lyrics


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[Chrous]
(Don't say a word) just let me get mines
(Don't say a word) just relax and recline
(Don't say a word) I'm the king of ill lines
(Don't say a word) and all my groupies and dimes
(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, yo, don't say a word, son
(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, yo, don't say a word, yo
(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, son, don't say a word, yo
(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, son

[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm rap's dirty little secret that they try to keep quiet
Till you dropped off your label and your A&R fired
But real niggas like "That's Chino, fuck around, he gonna burn ya"
For real, I'm like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go 'head and live careless
Five years from now you'll be explaining to your children's what welfare is
I'm anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famous
I keep women's mad 'cause I'm prettier than they is
An old man, when they ask what you did when you was young
You'll say you hated Chino XL and carried a real big gun
(No more starvin') I seen more evolution than Charles Darwin
Mental revolution with physical attributes of Tarzan
I fold more papers than origami, playing you like Stymie
I'm feeling like an autograph, so many dream of signing me
Vocab extensive and glossy
Expose a flow so expensive it could drain a small Latin country's economy
Commit a verbal sodomy with a dime on Sodom who shot at me(?)
Rappers claiming original, but sounding just like Nas to me
Odds are getting dropped my me, high like Pras in Haiti's
Rips fully laced like Madonna wardrobe in the '80s
Museum is where they place these on the mount
You can hate me now, but you'll write with your left hand like Steve Stoute
Shut your mouth

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Yo, hey Detroit! Show me some love
Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
My talent barely recognized like Kravitz without his dreads
Sprinkle my ashes all over Big Lez after I die
'Cause Chino been the illest since I was juvenile, ha
I make cash money, click, go to .380, put you in torment
Trigger finger got the realest frequent flyer mileage on it
I'm coming in the club, keep women pulling on my clothes, froze
I'm the lyrical debt, everyone I see-E-Os/see-he-owes
The illest of flows they fear, 'cause no rapper could stop me
I'm putting their careers on life support like Jody Watley's
I'm tired of S-curls, guest appearances and wack tours
You should've named your last album "What The Fuck For?"
I hope you ain't spitting them tough writtens out your mouth
Stay quiet like you Shan when KRS was in the house
Don't say a word

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I been rhyming since 1986, when R&B wasn't feeling us
No rap on Soul Train, motherfuck Don Cornelius
Now they all loving us after all that we been through
You still think I shouldn't have no beef like a Hindu?
I listen and laugh at your CD with my crew
Sound like being a fake me is better than being a real you
(Yo, is that it?) Hell naw, nigga, got more to tell
I ain't feel your albums like I swam in Orajel
XL an artist you can't control
Have MCs changing release dates like they're prisoners denied parole
Yeah, I used to rock for props and not the dollar amounts
Climbed the ladder of success leaned against the wrong house
Fake criminals, you so unfortunate
Only bid you ever did was on my old Lexus after I auctioned it
See me in the street and, straight bitch up
Keeping they mouth closed like they lips stitched up
Don't say a word

[Chorus 2x]





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Overall Meaning

The chorus of the song emphasizes the importance of silence and keeping things quiet. Black Thought asserts his dominance as a rapper, referring to himself as the "king of ill lines." He also mentions his groupies and admirers, indicating his popularity and ability to captivate audiences. The repetition of "don't say a word" throughout the chorus serves as a reminder to stay silent and let him do his thing.


In the first verse, Black Thought acknowledges that he is often overlooked or kept hidden by the rap industry. However, he is confident in his skills and warns other rappers that he will come after them with his talent. He boasts about his ability to create an album in one day's per diem, highlighting his efficiency and creativity. He also alludes to his success by mentioning the anger and jealousy he provokes in women, claiming to be prettier than they are.


Black Thought uses powerful imagery and wordplay in his lyrics. He compares himself to a dead body seeking revenge on its murderer, symbolizing his determination to rise above others who have tried to silence him. He also references Charles Darwin and Tarzan, portraying his evolution and physical prowess. Additionally, he plays with words, folding more papers than origami and feeling like an autograph that many dream of signing.


In the second verse, Black Thought shouts out to Detroit and Slum Village, showing appreciation for their support. He expresses frustration at being underrated and compares it to Lenny Kravitz without his signature dreadlocks. He boasts about his success and influence, claiming to have the realest frequent flyer mileage on his trigger finger. He criticizes other rappers, stating that they rely on s-curls, guest appearances, and weak tours. He also references Jody Watley, a singer who experienced a decline in her career, suggesting that he can put other rappers' careers on life support.


In the third verse, Black Thought reflects on his longevity as a rapper since 1986. He mentions the lack of recognition for hip-hop on platforms like Soul Train during that time. Despite the challenges, he asserts that people now appreciate and admire him. He mocks other rappers who try to imitate him, suggesting that being a fake version of himself is still better than being their authentic selves. He also criticizes those who try to control his artistry or change their release dates to avoid competition with him. He concludes by asserting his power and intimidating those who cross his path to silence.


Overall, "Don't Say" is a lyrical display of Black Thought's confidence, skill, and resilience as a rapper. He asserts his dominance and warns others not to underestimate him. The repeated plea for silence throughout the song serves as a reminder that Black Thought's voice and talent speak for themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

(Don't say a word) just let me get mines
(Don't say a word) just let me achieve my own success


(Don't say a word) just relax and recline
(Don't say a word) just sit back and enjoy


(Don't say a word) I'm the king of ill lines
(Don't say a word) I am highly skilled at creating impressive lyrics


(Don't say a word) and all my groupies and dimes
(Don't say a word) and all the attractive women who admire me


(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, yo, don't say a word, son
(Don't say a word) stay silent, don't speak, my friend


(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, yo, don't say a word, yo
(Don't say a word) stay quiet, my friend, don't utter a word


(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, son, don't say a word, yo
(Don't say a word) remain silent, my child, don't speak


(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, son
(Don't say a word) maintain silence, my child


Yo, I'm rap's dirty little secret that they try to keep quiet
I am the hidden truth of the rap industry that they attempt to conceal


Till you dropped off your label and your A&R fired
Until you were rejected by your record label and your A&R personnel let you go


But real niggas like 'That's Chino, fuck around, he gonna burn ya'
But genuine individuals, upon hearing my name, say 'That's Chino, be cautious, he will harm you'


For real, I'm like a dead body coming for its murderer
Honestly, I resemble a deceased person seeking revenge on their killer


Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
Damn, have you witnessed Chino's recent endeavors? You should witness them


What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
The amount you receive to create an album is equivalent to what I earn in one day's per diem


Go 'head and live careless
Go ahead and live without concern


Five years from now you'll be explaining to your children what welfare is
Five years from now, you will be explaining to your kids what government assistance is


I'm anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famous
I am eager to clarify to my children why their father is renowned


I keep women's mad 'cause I'm prettier than they is
I cause resentment in women because I am more attractive than they are


An old man, when they ask what you did when you was young
When you become old and are questioned about your youthful actions


You'll say you hated Chino XL and carried a real big gun
You will admit that you despised Chino XL and carried a substantial firearm


(No more starvin') I seen more evolution than Charles Darwin
(No more starving) I have witnessed a greater transformation than Charles Darwin's evolutionary theory


Mental revolution with physical attributes of Tarzan
A revolutionary change in mindset accompanied by the physical abilities of Tarzan


I fold more papers than origami, playing you like Stymie
I defeat you easily, manipulating you like Stymie from the Little Rascals, and generate more wealth than origami


I'm feeling like an autograph, so many dream of signing me
I feel valuable and desired, like an autograph that countless individuals dream of obtaining


Vocab extensive and glossy
My vocabulary is vast and impressive


Expose a flow so expensive it could drain a small Latin country's economy
Revealing a lyrical style so valuable that it could deplete the economy of a small Latin American nation


Commit a verbal sodomy with a dime on Sodom who shot at me(?)
I engage in a metaphorical assault on individuals who attempt to harm me


Rappers claiming original, but sounding just like Nas to me
Rappers who assert their originality, but sound identical to Nas in my opinion


Odds are getting dropped my me, high like Pras in Haiti's
The likelihood of being abandoned by me is high, similar to Pras in Haiti


Rips fully laced like Madonna wardrobe in the '80s
My verses are skillfully crafted, resembling Madonna's wardrobe in the 1980s, which was extravagant and fashionable


Museum is where they place these on the mount
These lyrics are so significant that they deserve to be showcased in a museum


You can hate me now, but you'll write with your left hand like Steve Stoute
You may dislike me currently, but eventually you will succumb to my influence, just like Steve Stoute, who is left-handed


Shut your mouth
Be silent


Yo, hey Detroit! Show me some love
Yo, hey Detroit! Display your admiration for me


Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
Coming directly from New Jersey to the Slum Village neighborhood


I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
I aggressively conquer through my powerful and effective lyrics


And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
Even the critics keep their mouths shut, as if they were being interrogated by federal agents


My talent barely recognized like Kravitz without his dreads
My talent is scarcely acknowledged, similar to Lenny Kravitz without his iconic dreadlocks


Sprinkle my ashes all over Big Lez after I die
After my death, scatter my cremated remains on Big Lez as a tribute


'Cause Chino been the illest since I was juvenile, ha
Because Chino has been the most skilled since I was young, haha


I make cash money, click, go to .380, put you in torment
I earn significant amounts of money, my crew is armed, we bring a .380 firearm, and we inflict extreme suffering upon you


Trigger finger got the realest frequent flyer mileage on it
My finger on the trigger has accumulated the most frequent flyer mileage, indicating the extent of my involvement in dangerous situations


I'm coming in the club, keep women pulling on my clothes, froze
When I enter the club, women are attracted to me and aggressively grab my clothes, leaving me motionless


I'm the lyrical debt, everyone I see-E-Os/see-he-owes
I am the outstanding lyrical talent that everyone in the music industry owes a debt to


The illest of flows they fear, 'cause no rapper could stop me
Other rappers fear my superior flow, as no one can surpass me


I'm putting their careers on life support like Jody Watley's
I am placing their careers on the verge of destruction, similar to Jody Watley's declining popularity


I'm tired of S-curls, guest appearances and wack tours
I am exhausted by predictable hairstyles, appearing as a guest artist, and participating in subpar tours


You should've named your last album 'What The Fuck For?'
You should have titled your most recent album 'Why Did I Bother?'


I hope you ain't spitting them tough writtens out your mouth
I hope you are not boasting about your tough lyrics


Stay quiet like you Shan when KRS was in the house
Remain silent, just like MC Shan when KRS-One was present


I been rhyming since 1986, when R&B wasn't feeling us
I have been rapping since 1986, a time when the R&B genre did not appreciate our craft


No rap on Soul Train, motherfuck Don Cornelius
Soul Train did not feature rap music, damn Don Cornelius


Now they all loving us after all that we been through
Now, after enduring numerous challenges, they all appreciate and admire us


You still think I shouldn't have no beef like a Hindu?
Do you still believe I should avoid conflicts, like a Hindu who eschews beef consumption?


I listen and laugh at your CD with my crew
I listen to and laugh at your album with my group of friends


Sound like being a fake me is better than being a real you
It appears that imitating and being a counterfeit version of me is more desirable than being your authentic self


(Yo, is that it?) Hell naw, nigga, got more to tell
(Yo, is that it?) Absolutely not, my friend, I have more to share


I ain't feel your albums like I swam in Orajel
I did not enjoy your albums, compared to the sensation of swimming in Orajel (a topical oral pain reliever)


XL an artist you can't control
XL is an artist whom you cannot manipulate


Have MCs changing release dates like they're prisoners denied parole
I possess the power to change other rappers' album release dates, as if they were prisoners being denied parole


Yeah, I used to rock for props and not the dollar amounts
Yes, in the past, I performed for respect and acknowledgment, not for financial gain


Climbed the ladder of success leaned against the wrong house
I climbed the ladder of success, but it was against the wrong foundation


Fake criminals, you so unfortunate
You fraudulent individuals, you are truly pitiable


Only bid you ever did was on my old Lexus after I auctioned it
The only purchase you have ever made was on my previously owned Lexus that I sold at an auction


See me in the street and, straight bitch up
When you encounter me in the street, you become intimidated


Keeping they mouth closed like they lips stitched up
They remain silent, as if their lips have been sewn shut


Don't say a word
Remain silent




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Written by: Emmanuel Carella, Pamela Reswick

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