06 Burst
Jean Dawson Lyrics


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Yo, this is Juan, um, so check this shit out dude, uh
I know you're asleep or whatever the fuck but uh

Ghost in the face, hard in the paint, nauseous
Close to the bank, fall for the fake conscience
Suicide doors on the matte-black Porsches
All black angel with a halo, with a sword in
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that

Stessy SB dunks, I'm missing a school lunch
A body will turn cold in that ice cream zip-up
Ditch class to kiss on a twin sister
Pish-posh, I'm probably pushing a Civic
Fist balled, I promise I ain't with it
My partner got a Glizzy, please don't make him get it
Please don't make a move, my team will make the news
I'm keen on breaking rules, my jeans hold .22's
I dreamed at 16 of being on Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm ducking deals from the majors
Ice cream sneakers, I double-knot my laces
All gold Blackberry, hard to get in touch
Solid gold fronts, tooth fairy fall in love
Angel battle on the hood, hood, stand up
Never been no type of shook, Euro Step the bluff
Put your hands up if you really with the jump
Get your body dropped off at your momma crib, love

Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Know that
Money, money, know that
Know that
Know that

Watch your mouth when you speak to me
I'm the new black history
Watch your back when you close to me
I keep an all-glass rosary
Hopped out in an all-white NSX
With my eyes on low, hickey on my neck
With a "fuck you" face, porcelain skin
My jaw's on switchblade, 6'1", mixed
The love of your life, love for the night
I'm a ghost in the wind, I'm a part-time friend

I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I don't keep score, I keep scoring (I don't keep score, I keep scoring)
I don't keep score, I keep scoring

(Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Take money, money




They money, money
They money

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jean Dawson's song "06 Burst" paint a vivid picture of the artist's complex persona and experiences. The opening lines, spoken by a voice identified as Juan, set the tone for the song's introspective and rebellious themes. It seems as though Juan is addressing someone who is asleep, implying that he is about to reveal something profound or disruptive.


The lyrics touch on various subjects, such as materialism, identity, and rebellion. The references to ghosts, angels, and suicide doors on matte-black Porsches create an image of a dark and luxurious world. The line "fall for the fake conscience" hints at the struggle between authenticity and societal expectations.


Dawson incorporates personal experiences into the lyrics, mentioning Stessy SB dunks and missing school lunches, which portray a sense of defiance and non-conformity. The reference to kissing a twin sister and the line "pish-posh, I'm probably pushing a Civic" further emphasize Dawson's outsider status and disregard for conformity.


The lyrics also highlight Dawson's ambition and desire for success. He dreams of being on Star Trak and mentions ducking deals from major labels, indicating that he wants to maintain artistic integrity rather than chasing commercial success.


The repeated lines "Take money, money, they money, money, they money, play money, money, fake money, money, know that" may symbolize the constant presence and pressure of money in our society. It could be a commentary on the obsession with wealth and the lengths people go to attain it, even if it means playing a fake game.


Overall, the lyrics of "06 Burst" delve into themes of authenticity, rebellion, and the struggle to maintain individuality in a materialistic world. It is a reflection of Jean Dawson's complex worldview and his refusal to conform to societal norms.


Line by Line Meaning

Ghost in the face, hard in the paint, nauseous
I have a haunting presence, intense and relentless, causing discomfort


Close to the bank, fall for the fake conscience
In proximity to financial success, easily deceived by insincere moral beliefs


Suicide doors on the matte-black Porsches
Luxurious cars with doors that open in a dramatic, dangerous manner


All black angel with a halo, with a sword in
An angelic figure dressed in black, with a halo and a weapon


Stessy SB dunks, I'm missing a school lunch
Wearing trendy sneakers, sacrificing a school meal


A body will turn cold in that ice cream zip-up
Wearing a jacket that resembles ice cream can lead to a cold body


Ditch class to kiss on a twin sister
Skipping school to engage in romantic activities with a sibling's twin


Pish-posh, I'm probably pushing a Civic
Dismissing a situation as unimportant, likely driving a Honda Civic


Fist balled, I promise I ain't with it
Clenching my fist, assuring I don't agree with it


My partner got a Glizzy, please don't make him get it
My associate has a firearm, please avoid provoking him


Please don't make a move, my team will make the news
Do not attempt any actions, my group will cause a media frenzy


I'm keen on breaking rules, my jeans hold .22's
I am enthusiastic about defying norms, carrying a small caliber gun in my jeans


I dreamed at 16 of being on Star Trak
Since the age of 16, I aspired to be signed with Star Trak Records


Niggas is haters, I'm ducking deals from the majors
Many individuals are envious, avoiding lucrative offers from major record labels


Ice cream sneakers, I double-knot my laces
Colorful sneakers akin to ice cream, securing my shoelaces with two knots


All gold Blackberry, hard to get in touch
Having a gold-colored Blackberry phone, making it difficult for others to contact me


Solid gold fronts, tooth fairy fall in love
Wearing gold dental grills, captivating the tooth fairy's affection


Angel battle on the hood, hood, stand up
A celestial conflict taking place in the neighborhood, urging everyone to rise


Never been no type of shook, Euro Step the bluff
Never succumbing to fear, confidently sidestepping any deception


Put your hands up if you really with the jump
Raise your hands if you're truly ready for action


Get your body dropped off at your momma crib, love
Having someone deliver your lifeless body to your mother's home, expressing affection


Watch your mouth when you speak to me
Be cautious of your words when addressing me


I'm the new black history
I represent a modern era of black culture and achievements


Watch your back when you close to me
Be mindful of potential dangers when in close proximity to me


I keep an all-glass rosary
I possess a holy necklace made entirely of glass


Hopped out in an all-white NSX
Stepping out of a pristine white NSX car


With my eyes on low, hickey on my neck
Maintaining a relaxed appearance, sporting a love bite on my neck


With a 'fuck you' face, porcelain skin
Wearing a defiant expression, having flawless pale skin


My jaw's on switchblade, 6'1', mixed
Having a sharp jawline, standing at 6'1'' in height, and being of mixed heritage


The love of your life, love for the night
Being someone's greatest love, but only for a brief moment


I'm a ghost in the wind, I'm a part-time friend
I exist like an elusive spirit in the breeze, only a friend on an intermittent basis


I don't keep score, I keep scoring
I do not focus on tallying points or victories, constantly achieving more


Know that
Be aware of this fact


Money, money, know that
Understand the significance of money




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: David Sanders, Lecx Stacy

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