The Recipe
Jay Rock & Ab-Soul Lyrics
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I feel that who is on my side
He doesn’t know how to grow me
Why do I have to follow the cake recipe?
Your values don’t make sense to me
I don’t want to think inside the box
Why does it make you think like I am defeated?
My soul wants to be free
Truly free (2x)
I’ll don’t give up on my dreams
My dreams (2x)
The social rules don’t satisfy me
Why do I have to be framed?
The labels do not feed me
Why do I have to be one more?
Wealth is a consequence of success
Status doesn’t make you win
In Jay Rock and Ab-Soul's song "The Recipe," the lyrics express a sense of frustration and non-conformity towards societal norms and expectations. The first few lines convey a feeling of being misunderstood and not being able to align with the perspectives of those around them. The singer questions why they are expected to follow a predetermined path, symbolized by the metaphor of a cake recipe. The singer values thinking outside the box and refusing to be confined by conventional wisdom, wondering why this mindset is perceived as defeatist by others.
The chorus emphasizes the desire for freedom and the refusal to give up on one's dreams. The singer yearns to be truly liberated, rejecting the limitations imposed by social rules and conformity. The lyrics suggest that being labeled and framed in a certain way does not nourish their soul. They reject the notion of being just another individual in a crowd and question the correlation between wealth and success, highlighting that status alone does not guarantee victory.
Overall, the lyrics of "The Recipe" reflect a sense of defiance and a refusal to conform to societal expectations. It emphasizes the importance of staying true to oneself, pursuing individual dreams, and challenging the norms that may inhibit personal growth and fulfillment.
Line by Line Meaning
I feel that who is on my side
I sense that the person supporting me
He doesn’t know how to grow me
They lack the knowledge to help me develop
Why do I have to follow the cake recipe?
Why should I conform to societal expectations?
Your values don’t make sense to me
Your beliefs and principles are perplexing to me
I don’t want to think inside the box
I refuse to think conventionally
Why does it make you think like I am defeated?
Why does my refusal to conform imply I am defeated?
My soul wants to be free
My inner self desires liberation
Truly free (2x)
Completely unrestricted (repeated)
I’ll don’t give up on my dreams
I will not abandon my aspirations
My dreams (2x)
My aspirations (repeated)
The social rules don’t satisfy me
The norms and expectations of society fail to fulfill me
Why do I have to be framed?
Why am I forced into a specific mold?
The labels do not feed me
Categorizations do not nourish me
Why do I have to be one more?
Why do I have to conform and be like everyone else?
Wealth is a consequence of success
Prosperity results from achievement
Status doesn’t make you win
Having a high social standing doesn't guarantee victory
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Danilo Almeida Soares, Stephano Pierini Pacheco Novaes Rodrigues, Victor Guimarães de Andrade Silva, Victor Hugo Fraga Pereira, Zeca Leme
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ŔSmoking weed with you
'Cause you taught me to
Fuck Black hippy nigga, I invented the recipe
[Ab-Soul:]
It's a beautiful day I guess
For a bitch to roll with Ab-Soul I guess
Pretty Chick let me see them breast
E.T. OG from the weed clinic (Soulo)
Solo but I'm never alone (That's Right)
I stay high and I'm powerful (Soulo)
Westside (easy call) I got three eyes man I see y'all
All I do is kill shit ICU
Party with a few girls at USC
It's 82 degrees and my top off, and their top off
I'm getting topped off, Top Dawg
Women, weed, and weather what more can I say
To live and die in LA
Spend a week on Venice beach
I'm 2Pac and Biggie Smalls
[ScHoolboy Q:]
Every morning nigga I get blazed, aye
Women, weed, and weather nigga if you bored come and join the wave, aye
Girl what is your name 'cause I'm feeling your frame, can I see what you 'bout, uh
A little something in your rear, little something in your mouth, little something on your couch, uh
Know what I'm talking about, bring the coffin out
'Cause I killed it, I done drilled it
She said she like it from the back like a real bitch, uh
She swallowed my pride, I damn near cried
Yo I can't reply, she curled my toes and crossed my eyes
But when you got the recipe it's no surprise
Bad hoes panties get left behind, I want your behind
[Kendrick Lamar:]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
[Kendrick Lamar (Dr. Dre):]
Women, weed, and weather
(They come for) women, weed, and weather
For the women, weed, and weather
(From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather
Got that women, weed, and weather
Don't it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
[Kendrick Lamar:]
Uh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
Some, three Ws only for a three-day run, bitch
Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control
Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old
You want to be on, to peak on the charts
So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
She in the coupe, she in the Neon
'Cause she on the BS before we can start
Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga
Let 'em know I'm priority, order me
Hennessy and for my niggas
OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
Boy he's on his job
Boy he sure be having the marks on their mark
Pretty bitches and tire marks
Let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts
Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
No way hell no, uh uh
If I'm wrong I don't wanna be right
We want to be on, to peak on the chart
So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault
That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
[Kendrick Lamar (Dr. Dre):]
Women, weed, and weather
(They come for) women, weed, and weather
For the women, weed, and weather
(From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather
Got that women, weed, and weather
Don't it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
[Jay Rock:]
Jay Rock got the recipe
Fly hoes wanna roll I guess (I guess)
Everybody know I got that Yola
Ask Keisha she'll confess
I wake up then I bake up with a bad bitch she ain't got on no makeup, uh
Medicated, please my nigga no telling where the high gonna take us, uh
Three w's, I'm at the W, she got double Ds 'bout to bring trouble through
OG, Hennessy get their panties wet, I'm trying to dive in the swimming pool
Left stroke, right stroke, what's the best stroke
That stroke can smoke all down her throat
And we blows all kinds of dro
Cali got the best so act like you know, nigga
[Kendrick Lamar:]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
[Kendrick Lamar (Dr. Dre):]
Women, weed, and weather
(They come for) women, weed, and weather
For the women, weed, and weather
(From all around the world for the) women, weed, and weather
Got that women, weed, and weather
Don't it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
Thanks to Cedrin Wingo for adding these lyrics.
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Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar, Dev Gupta, Bryan Ujueta, Sylvester Jordan, Andrea Hernandez, Eric Cardona, Gabe D'Amico, Elijah Molina
@mathi4393
There are literally no flaws with this.. Four straight fire verses and a sick beat.
@ox4556
NOT ONE FLAW.
@El-vw7pt
Jay Rock always delivers on these Black Hippy remixes
@HideNZeke
that's maybe my favorite guest verse ever. AZ on Life's a Bitch is the other midnblowingly good one that come's to mind
@Khagas
Q bodies every single one of these remixes too. black hippy is life
@KajinGnX
.... out of all of em you mention. you mention j shit. fuck outta here.
@junitosama9267
Donald Trump you trippin
@AdamAce98
On "Tity and Dolla" by Isiah Rashad (another TDE member) his verse was so smooth.
@rq7284
Q's been eatin since this picture
@DavidBlained
Literally.