Javorius Tykes Scott (born July 15, 1998 – died July 27, 2022), better know… Read Full Bio ↴Javorius Tykes Scott (born July 15, 1998 – died July 27, 2022), better known by his stage name JayDaYoungan, was an American rapper from Bogalusa, Louisiana.

Jay began releasing music in 2016 with his mixtape YOUNGANimal. He later gained more traction in the industry with his songs “Elimination” and “23 Island,” which have gone gold and 2x platinum, respectively.

Youngan was tragically shot and killed in his hometown of Bogalusa, LA on July 27, 2022.

Murder
JayDaYoungan Lyrics

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Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Jah, eat it up
What's on the dish?
Jahmoni, who that is?

They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smokin' on that purple, Barney what I'm chiefin'

Go check on your mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'

We took some to leg, should of been the head, that shit was petty, petty
Coulda ended up dead, we still ain't scared, bitch, we steady steppin'
Look me in my eyes, it's homicide, bitch, I'm ready, ready
Catch him by his dreads and leave a mess like spaghetti-ghetti
Don't ask why I throw fours up, bitch, I'm from that southside
They act like they know us, bitch, I'm really 'bout mine
Tagged a nigga toes up, and left a nigga mouth wide
Quarantine over with, so tell that bitch come outside

Pole my magic stick, so when I blow, this bitch go, "Volià"
He say he want smoke, we make him choke, he gon' get high, high
Close range blood stain, we left him looking tie dye
He want beef? I slide with five guys and I don't believe in drive-bys

They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smokin' on that purple, Barney what I'm chiefin'
Go check on your mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'

We love to up the score like these bitches love Sosa
In love with my pole like these junkies with the coca
Jig, he is sick wit the stick, no Ebola
He caught a couple body shots, we tried to hit his throat up
This shit ain't a game, bring major pain, I run with soldiers
He was speaking on my name, I brung that flame, that nigga froze up
Steady reaching for some fame, his head the only thing gettin' blowed up
Steady reaching for a chain, I take a brain, them bitches know us

They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smokin' on that purple, Barney what I'm chiefin'
Go check on yo mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'

They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy

Smokin' on that purple, Barney what I'm chiefin'
Go check on your mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'

Overall Meaning

The song "Murder" by JayDaYoungan talks about his reputation on the streets as a killer. He starts off by asking who Jahmoni is before stating that people recognize him as a murderer when they see him. He boasts about having no rats in his circle and how he only hangs with real people. He then talks about smoking on that purple, which seems to be a reference to weed, and how he is not afraid to take someone's life if he has to. JayDaYoungan talks about a recent incident where they only took someone's leg out, but they could have shot him in the head, and he claims that they are not scared of anyone. He also talks about how he is ready for homicide and how he can catch someone by their dreads and leave a mess like spaghetti-ghetti.

JayDaYoungan then goes on to talk about why he throws up fours, which seems to be a reference to gang affiliation. He claims that he is from the southside and that people act like they know him. He talks about how he tagged someone's toes up and left their mouth wide open, which could be a reference to killing someone. He tells a woman that quarantine is over, and she should come outside. JayDaYoungan talks about sliding with five guys if someone wants beef.

In the chorus, JayDaYoungan repeats that people recognize him as a murderer, and there are no rats in his circle. He talks about smoking on that purple, which seems to be another reference to weed. He tells his listeners to make sure their friends are breathing.

Overall, the song "Murder" by JayDaYoungan is a boastful track that talks about his reputation as a killer. He talks about being prepared to take someone's life, and there is no fear in him. It's a dark track that glorifies violence, and it's not for the faint-hearted.

Line by Line Meaning

They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
My presence instills fear in others, knowing what I'm capable of.

No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
I don't associate with snitches, all those who do are frauds.

Smokin' on that purple, Barney what I'm chiefin'
I'm smoking good weed and feeling great.

Go check on your mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'
It's important to take care of your own people, make sure they're okay.

We took some to leg, should of been the head, that shit was petty, petty
We shot someone in the leg instead of in the head, it was a small punishment.

Coulda ended up dead, we still ain't scared, bitch, we steady steppin'
Even though the situation could have escalated to a fatal outcome, we're still standing strong and unafraid.

Look me in my eyes, it's homicide, bitch, I'm ready, ready
I'm not afraid to kill someone if necessary, it's just another day for me.

Catch him by his dreads and leave a mess like spaghetti-ghetti
I'll grab someone's hair and shoot them in the head, causing a bloody mess.

Don't ask why I throw fours up, bitch, I'm from that southside
I represent the southside and throwing up the four fingers is a sign of it.

They act like they know us, bitch, I'm really 'bout mine
People think they know me, but they have no idea how serious I am.

Tagged a nigga toes up, and left a nigga mouth wide
I shot someone in the toes and left their mouth open, perhaps in shock or disbelief.

Quarantine over with, so tell that bitch come outside
I'm ready to take action now that quarantine is over and I'm calling someone out to face me outside.

Pole my magic stick, so when I blow, this bitch go, "Volià"
I'm referring to my gun as a magic stick, and when I shoot it, the intended target will be taken care of, just like that.

He say he want smoke, we make him choke, he gon' get high, high
If someone wants trouble, we'll give it to them so that they'll suffer the consequences.

Close range blood stain, we left him looking tie dye
We shot someone at close range and the resulting blood caused a tie-dye effect on their clothes.

He want beef? I slide with five guys and I don't believe in drive-bys
If someone wants to start a problem, I'll come prepared with five other people and face it head-on, rather than using cowardly drive-by shootings.

We love to up the score like these bitches love Sosa
We enjoy getting revenge and making sure our opponents suffer, just like how some women are obsessed with rapper Chief Keef (Sosa).

In love with my pole like these junkies with the coca
I'm obsessed with my gun and how it gives me power, just like how drug addicts obsess over cocaine.

Jig, he is sick wit the stick, no Ebola
One of my associates, Jig, is skilled at shooting and causing harm, but not in a contagious way like the disease Ebola.

He caught a couple body shots, we tried to hit his throat up
We shot someone a few times, attempting to hit them in the throat to cause further damage.

This shit ain't a game, bring major pain, I run with soldiers
What I do is serious, not a joke, and the people I associate with are just as deadly.

He was speaking on my name, I brung that flame, that nigga froze up
Someone was talking about me behind my back, so I confronted them and they were too scared to say anything.

Steady reaching for some fame, his head the only thing gettin' blowed up
Someone is trying to get attention and make a name for themselves, but I'll take them out and they won't be able to achieve anything.

Steady reaching for a chain, I take a brain, them bitches know us
If someone is trying to steal jewelry, I won't hesitate to shoot them in the head, and anyone who knows me will understand this.

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