No Explanation
Joey Bada$$ Lyrics


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Y'all ready, right, y'all ready?
This shit still got me a lil' confused, you know what I mean?
Y'all ready, right? Yeah
Okay, yeah (back up, back up)

Been in my mind lately (hah)
Been in my mind (yeah)
Yeah, harder to find lately (yeah, y'all better get ready)
Yeah

Wrote this accompanied by a lil' reefer
My Beats Pill speaker
And my 200 millilitre Hennessy
I hit ya lil' chica told that bitch to "Ven aqui"
Then proceed to bend her knees
I been a G, livin' life the way I please
Came from the middle of the East like I'm Lebanese
Bottom line, leave MCs lobotomized a thousand times
If we talkin' 'bout it, rhyme for rhyme
My stats combined got stocks and bonds
Multiplied my worth 10 times by 20
Naw nigga, I ain't lyin'
I'm already on my seventh figure
But I got other things on my mind that's much bigger
Like being a voice to this voiceless generation
To fill the void I can't avoid this temptation
When I exploit, I explode off detonation
Push my buttons and I go off with no explanation

Been in my mind lately
Yeah
Been in my mind
So, harder to find lately
Harder to find

You best keep runnin'
Dem try to hold me back but I just keep comin' (yeah)
Niggas on the Act' and they just be frontin' (Push)
Hear you on them tracks but it all means nothing (yugh)

Cold cases
Murder niggas on a daily basis
Luminol flow, no traces
I am the blacklight
My whole career off of crack, right?
Olympic divin' in this money, watch me jack knife
My rap life ain't like yours
I'm really goin' home to five stories and bright walls
Todd James paintings
He say he got my one-of-one's waiting
While y'all thinkin' James Evans Jr.
Four and a half carats of tumor
At Nick Bhindi like Slick Rick the Ruler
Say less about your jewelers
You overpaid for it, while bae ignore it
Ya shit is just made for TV, thank Draya for it
VIP sections can't be recorded
You might catch a housewife
With niggas payin' like they weighin', droppin' outright
Get your count right
We can talk numbers
Single file, add up my digits 'til next summer, niggas

I'm like the Wizard of Oz on the yellow brick road
Ride slow with the iron, man (what else?)
New flows for your dome, right out the fryin' pan
Got that free smoke you inhale through your diaphragm
I'm eatin' now had to change up my diet plan
Never lyin', I am lion fang
Comin' for the biggest cats in the food chain
Kill 'em all, the only thing left, the fool's chain
And who to blame?
Is it written raps or ancient artifacts?
And niggas' rippin' tracks and spittin' all the facts
Drippin' out my cardiac, arrest is not needed 'til my body flat
For now, killin' shows, stackin' bodybags
Catch me where the zombies at
Underground kings, niggas honor that
My forward thinkin' make 'em all rewind it back
Way ahead of my time, I surpass niggas
This a daily reminder that I am that nigga
Badmon ting (stupid)

Been in my mind lately
Yeah
Been in my mind
So, harder to find lately
Harder to find

You best keep runnin'
Dem try to hold me back but I just keep comin'




Niggas on the Act' and they just be frontin'
Hear you on them tracks but it all means nothing, nothing, nothing

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Joey Bada$$ and Pusha T's "No Explanation" set the stage for the introspective and confrontational lyrics that follow. The song begins with Joey expressing his confusion and turmoil, which he suggests has been weighing heavily on his mind lately. This sense of disorientation is echoed in the repetition of the line "been in my mind lately," which drives the song's main melody. Joey then goes on to describe the inspiration behind the song, saying he wrote it accompanied by some marijuana, a Beats Pill speaker, and a heavy dose of Hennessy. He brags about his sexual prowess, but also hints at deeper concerns, saying he has "other things on my mind that's much bigger."


Pusha T picks up the baton from here, beginning his verse with a reference to "cold cases" and the daily violence he witnesses. He implies that he is the one responsible for these murders, saying he leaves "no traces." Pusha T boasts about his wealth, his connections to the art world, and his ability to attract women. He echoes Joey's earlier concerns about the state of the world and his place in it, saying he is like "the Wizard of Oz on the yellow brick road." But he is also quick to remind his listeners that he is a dangerous foe, saying he is "comin' for the biggest cats in the food chain" and that he is "killin' shows, stackin' bodybags."


Overall, "No Explanation" is a hard-hitting track that asserts Joey Bada$$ and Pusha T's dominance in the rap world while also hinting at the insecurities and anxieties that lie beneath the surface.


Line by Line Meaning

Y'all ready, right, y'all ready?
Are you all prepared and attentive for what is to come?


This shit still got me a lil' confused, you know what I mean?
This situation is still baffling me and I am struggling to comprehend it, do you feel me?


Been in my mind lately (hah)
I have been pondering about things recently.


Harder to find lately (yeah, y'all better get ready)
It has become more difficult for me to be located, prepare yourselves for the challenge.


Wrote this accompanied by a lil' reefer My Beats Pill speaker And my 200 millilitre Hennessy I hit ya lil' chica told that bitch to "Ven aqui" Then proceed to bend her knees
I created this piece of work while under the influence of marijuana, using my Beats Pill speaker and drinking Hennessy. I then summoned a woman and instructed her to come closer and perform oral sex on me.


I been a G, livin' life the way I please Came from the middle of the East like I'm Lebanese Bottom line, leave MCs lobotomized a thousand times If we talkin' 'bout it, rhyme for rhyme My stats combined got stocks and bonds Multiplied my worth 10 times by 20 Naw nigga, I ain't lyin' I'm already on my seventh figure
I am a gangster who lives life according to my own terms and rules. I originated from the center of the East like a Lebanese person. To be clear, my raps have the ability to cause severe damage to fellow rappers. When it comes to statistics, I have a lot of investments, and my worth has been multiplied many times over. And I am not lying when I say that I am already worth millions.


But I got other things on my mind that's much bigger Like being a voice to this voiceless generation To fill the void I can't avoid this temptation When I exploit, I explode off detonation Push my buttons and I go off with no explanation
However, I have bigger issues to take care of, such as becoming a voice for a generation that has been silenced. Even though I have tried, I cannot ignore my urge to profit from these endeavors. Consequently, I become explosive when someone triggers me without giving them any explanation about my reaction.


You best keep runnin'
It would be wise to keep moving to avoid getting caught up in the situation.


Dem try to hold me back but I just keep comin' (yeah)
Enemies attempt to impede my progress, but I continue to advance nonetheless.


Niggas on the Act' and they just be frontin' (Push)
People pretend to be someone they are not, like they are on drugs or about to do something significant.


Hear you on them tracks but it all means nothing (yugh)
Even though I hear you rap on tracks, it is all meaningless to me.


Cold cases Murder niggas on a daily basis Luminol flow, no traces I am the blacklight
Police departments have unsolved murder cases. People get killed every day, and I can hide the evidence of crimes, like using Luminol, meaning I am like the blacklight.


My whole career off of crack, right? Olympic divin' in this money, watch me jack knife My rap life ain't like yours I'm really goin' home to five stories and bright walls Todd James paintings He say he got my one-of-one's waiting While y'all thinkin' James Evans Jr. Four and a half carats of tumor At Nick Bhindi like Slick Rick the Ruler
My career has thrived due to the sale of crack cocaine. I have a lot of money and can do almost anything I want with it. The way I live my life is not like yours. I own an incredible five-story mansion with brightly colored walls and one-of-a-kind artwork. My jeweler, Nick Bhindi, is as important as Slick Rick the Ruler and has given me twelve half-carat diamond pieces.


Say less about your jewelers You overpaid for it, while bae ignore it Ya shit is just made for TV, thank Draya for it VIP sections can't be recorded You might catch a housewife With niggas payin' like they weighin', droppin' outright
Instead of sharing details about your jewelers, which are likely overpriced and being ignored by your significant other, because they have no real value. Things like having a VIP section is not to be bragged about as people should enjoy the moment instead of recording it. You might find an ordinary person in a VIP area with money to spend.


We can talk numbers Single file, add up my digits 'til next summer, niggas
We can discuss finances if you wish. Let's do it one by one and see how many of my figures we can count until the end of next summer.


I'm like the Wizard of Oz on the yellow brick road Ride slow with the iron, man (what else?) New flows for your dome, right out the fryin' pan Got that free smoke you inhale through your diaphragm I'm eatin' now had to change up my diet plan
I am just like the Wizard of Oz, guiding people along the road to success. I drive slowly with my firearm and create fresh music. I provide free smoke that you can breathe in deeply since I am enjoying the perks that come with being famous. I have had to change my eating habits to accommodate my new lifestyle.


Never lyin', I am lion fang Comin' for the biggest cats in the food chain Kill 'em all, the only thing left, the fool's chain And who to blame? Is it written raps or ancient artifacts? And niggas' rippin' tracks and spittin' all the facts Drippin' out my cardiac, arrest is not needed 'til my body flat For now, killin' shows, stackin' bodybags Catch me where the zombies at Underground kings, niggas honor that My forward thinkin' make 'em all rewind it back Way ahead of my time, I surpass niggas This a daily reminder that I am that nigga Badmon ting (stupid)
I never lie, and my strength is like that of a lion's fang. I am aiming for the biggest predators in the food chain, eliminating them all, with only the foolish and weakest characters remaining. Whose fault is it, written raps or historical pieces? People have copied my songs, and everyone is telling the truth. As a result, emotions pour out of my heart, without needing medical attention. Killing the game and constantly being the best has enabled me to accumulate an innumerable amount of fans and respect. My way of thinking is innovative and ahead of my time, which is why I shine the way I do, as a badman, how stupid!


Dem try to hold me back but I just keep comin' (yeah)
Enemies attempt to impede my progress, but I continue to advance obstinately.


Niggas on the Act' and they just be frontin'
People pretend to be someone they are not.


Hear you on them tracks but it all means nothing
Even though I hear you rap on tracks, it all means nothing to me.




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Jo-Vaughn Virginie, Terrence Thornton, Deleno Matthews, Levar Coppin, Kasseem Dean, Reid Anderson

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Pasenadi

Y'all ready, y'all ready
This shit still got me a lil' confused, you know what I mean
Y'all ready, right, yeah
Okay, yeah
Back up, back up

Been in my mind lately
Been in my mind
Yeah, hard to define lately
Yeah

Wrote this accompanied by a little reefer
My Beats pill speaker
And my two hunnid milliliter Hennessey
I hit your lil' chica, told that bitch to ven aquí
Then proceed to bend the knees

I been a G, livin' life the way I please
Came from the middle of the East like I'm Lebanese
Bottom line, these MCs lobotomized a thousand times
If we talkin' 'bout their rhyme for rhyme (yeah)

My stats combined got stocks and bonds
Multiply my worth ten times by 29, nigga
I ain't lyin', I'm already on my seven figure
But I got other things on my mind that's much bigger

Like bein' the voice to this voiceless generation
And fill the void, I can't avoid this temptation
When I exploit, I explode off, detonation
Push my buttons and I go off with no explanation

Been in my mind lately
Yeah, been in my mind
So hard to define lately
Hard to define

You best keep runnin', the brother on me back
But I just keep comin', niggas on the Act'
And they just beef runnin', hit you in them tracks
But it all means nothin', nothin', nothin'

Cold cases, murder niggas on a daily basis
Luminol flow, no traces
I am the blacklight, my whole career off of crack, right
Olympic divin' in this money, watch me jackknife

My rap life ain't like yours
I'm really goin' home to five stories and bright walls
Tied James Paytons, he said he got my one-of-ones waitin'
Why y'all thinkin' James Evans Jr.
Four and a half karats of tumor

At Nick Bhindi like Slick Rick the Ruler
Say less about your jewelers
You overpaid for it while bae ignore it
Your shit is just made for TV, think grayer for it

VIP sections can't be recorded
You might catch a housewife
Where niggas pay 'em like they weigh and drop it outright
Get your count right, we can talk numbers
Single file, add up my digits till next summer, niggas

I'm like the Wizard of Oz, on the yellow brick road
Ride slow with the iron man
New flows for your dome right out the fryin' pan
Got that free smoke, you inhale through your diaphragm
I'm eatin' now, had to change up my diet plan

Never lyin', I am lion fang
Comin' for the biggest cats in the food chain
Kill 'em all, the only thing left the fool's chain
And who to blame

Is it written raps against your artifacts
And niggas rippin' tracks and spittin' all the facts
Drippin' out my cardiac, arrest is not needed till my body flat
Nah, killin' shows, stackin' bodybags
Catch you where the zombies at

Underground kings, niggas honor that
My forward thinkin' make 'em all rewind it back
Way ahead of my time, I surpass niggas
This a daily reminder that I am that nigga
Badman ting (stupid, stupid, stupid)

Been in my mind lately
Yeah, been in my mind
So hard to define lately
Hard to define

You best keep runnin', the brother on me back
But I just keep comin', niggas on the Act'
And they just beef runnin', hit you in them tracks
But it all means nothin', nothin', nothin'



All comments from YouTube:

T Holmes

This dude is no older than 25...but yet...He is miles ahead of his peers LYRICALLY. NY should be ashamed of themselves for putting all of those fake thugs above Joey!

Jouquin Fox

look up Armand Hammer, Quelle Chris, R.A.P Ferraria.. all around the same age as Joey, and no offense to Joey, but they are way more lyrical than Joey and the rest of Beast Coast. love Joey, Pro Era, and all of the Beasts though, they helped put me on my road to enlightenment. I'm just trying to give you some other lyrical suggestions!

RVA 4

Even Kendrick said he fuck wit Joey so u know he's stamped by the best

TheDON

Yeah absolutely right, NY stay taking L's cause of that shit

Ape-Face

@Jouquin Fox Armand Hammer is great, but I personally think "Hardknock" proves that Joey is a better lyricist than them.

🥃

Fr 2pac died when he was 25 and was a whole MLK a lot of rappers now can barely speak be dry asf in their interviews just like “yeh” “he yeh”

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Connor Kennedy

Dude is lyrically a class of his own, and it’s been like that since 99

Jorge Pontes

Connor Kennedy facts

Mey 3rd

🧢🚮

Itachi Uchiha

That Pusha verse is a masterpiece! Good god, Lemon! 👏👏👏👏

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