oG killuminati
Joey Bada$$ Lyrics


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Intro (Sample)]
Strawberries

[Verse 1: JOEY BADA$$]
I'm a beast with these flows
Two birds, one stoned, you get geese’d when trees rolled
They say I'm evil cause I trained my ego to see gold
Cause he know, seagulls couldn't see these goals, please
It's the return of the beast coast
No cash flashed, but the cheese still make teeth show
Incognito, is how you move on the strip
What you trynna be Vito? Well there's rules to this shit
Don't get clapped, ya'll ain't real spitters, ya'll lips chapped
Better watch it, Mr. Nicewatch, don't risk that
I got a 6 pack of bare skill that I spill like that
And everybody know (That shit crack!)
Ya'll niggas softspoken, down below choking
The type to drop the soap when you soakin' in front of most men
It makes sense why you want beef, well this frozen
It's nuts for u in the tool, look hold em
Better shoot yourself Plaxico, because I'm next to go
The Progressive flows from New York to New Mexico
My lyrical span is what the fans is demandin'
Step into my box and that's exactly what'chu stand in
Ain't no half steppin' 'round me
And you gotta drown a fish before you clown me
The young cop killer, I'm dat ill, so doc' will ya
Give me two shots for 2Pac killer....nigga

[Verse 2: Capital STEEZ]
Soul searchin' 'till my flows are perfect
I ain't trynna be a slave to grow old from workin'
Sorry BADA$$, you lucky that I peeped it second
Tell them niggas keep it steppin' with they beat selection
Check the melodies, it's so heavenly
That shit'll get your hips to move no 70's
Audi-opium, can I bust soliloquies
Got that shit mix and mastered both remedies
Grab a spoonful, we sturrin' up a pot
And you know we gotta serve it while it's hot
I'm flowin' like a volcano and drippin' verses off the top
Dirty cops still swervin' on the block
Lookin' for black kids, that spittin' up acid
It's in my jeans so don't worry where my parents is
Get with the script it's that ignorant shit
And they bound to get sick of us quick but I ain't sealin' my lips
It's a shift, I know you feel it man
We blowin' up like a ceiling fan
Droppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's man
When it comes to kickin' verses I'm Mr. Van Damme
Crushin' strawberries it's a jam
So throw up both hands if you can
Ironic how I'm killin' this shit, until they bury me




My volume is going in depth with longevity
Stupids

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Joey Bada$$'s "oG Killuminati" are a showcase of the rapper's lyrical ability, as well as the strength of his collaboration with fellow Beast Coast rapper, Capital STEEZ. The song opens with a sample of a voice saying "strawberries," setting the tone for the rest of the song's themes of aggression and disdain for the status quo.


The first verse of the song is particularly notable for Joey Bada$$'s use of wordplay and double meanings. He discusses his skill as a rapper, comparing himself to a beast, and boasting about his ability to get money without flashing it. He also references the Mafia and warns his competition against getting caught in the game.


Capital STEEZ's verse is similarly powerful, with a focus on his own creative process and motivation. He also takes aim at corrupt police officers and expresses his commitment to speaking truthfully, even when it is not popular.


Overall, "oG Killuminati" is a powerful representation of both Joey Bada$$'s and Capital STEEZ's lyrical prowess, as well as their commitment to speaking truth to power.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm a beast with these flows
I'm incredibly skilled with my rap lyrics and delivery


Two birds, one stoned, you get geese’d when trees rolled
I'm able to accomplish multiple things at once, like smoking marijuana and chasing two girls at the same time


They say I'm evil cause I trained my ego to see gold
People think I'm ruthless because I've taught myself to strive for success and wealth


Cause he know, seagulls couldn't see these goals, please
My goals are so big that even birds with great vision like seagulls wouldn't be able to see them


It's the return of the beast coast
I represent the hip-hop scene on the East Coast and I'm back on the scene


No cash flashed, but the cheese still make teeth show
I don't have to constantly flaunt my money to still be successful and make people smile


Incognito, is how you move on the strip
It's important to stay low-key when dealing with illegal activities


What you trynna be Vito? Well there's rules to this shit
If you're trying to be like Vito Corleone from The Godfather, you need to follow the rules and protocols of the criminal world


Don't get clapped, ya'll ain't real spitters, ya'll lips chapped
Don't get shot, because you're not a real rapper and your lips are dry and chapped


Better watch it, Mr. Nicewatch, don't risk that
Be careful, you don't want to lose your expensive watch


I got a 6 pack of bare skill that I spill like that
I have an enormous amount of skill in rapping that I'm effortlessly displaying


And everybody know (That shit crack!)
My music is so good that everyone recognizes it and calls it "crack"


Ya'll niggas softspoken, down below choking
You guys aren't confident speakers and you're struggling with your careers


The type to drop the soap when you soakin' in front of most men
You guys are so weak that you would drop the soap in the shower, exposing yourselves to others


It makes sense why you want beef, well this frozen
I understand why you're trying to start a feud with me, but it's not going to work


It's nuts for u in the tool, look hold em
It's dangerous to be in my presence, you better watch yourself


Better shoot yourself Plaxico, because I'm next to go
You should harm yourself like Plaxico Burress did, because I'm next up and unstoppable


The Progressive flows from New York to New Mexico
My music style and influence is spreading from New York all the way to New Mexico


My lyrical span is what the fans is demandin'
My fans want me to continue producing great lyrics and music


Step into my box and that's exactly what'chu stand in
Come into my presence and you're going to experience my greatness


Ain't no half steppin' 'round me
Don't half-ass anything when it comes to me, give it your all


And you gotta drown a fish before you clown me
You'll have to work extra hard before you can make fun of me


The young cop killer, I'm dat ill, so doc' will ya
I can murder any competition and I'm so good that even doctors will acknowledge it


Give me two shots for 2Pac killer....nigga
Give me recognition and respect, just like how Tupac Shakur is remembered and praised in the rap game


Soul searchin' 'till my flows are perfect
I'm constantly looking within myself and honing my rap skills until they are flawless


I ain't trynna be a slave to grow old from workin'
I don't want to be trapped in a dead-end job and grow old from working


Sorry BADA$$, you lucky that I peeped it second
Joey Bada$$, I'm sorry but I have to say you're not as good as me, but you're still lucky that I recognized your talent


Tell them niggas keep it steppin' with they beat selection
Other rappers need to step up their game when it comes to selecting instrumentals for their songs


Check the melodies, it's so heavenly
Listen to the beautiful and angelic sounds in my music


That shit'll get your hips to move no 70's
My music can make you dance like it's the 1970s again


Audi-opium, can I bust soliloquies
My music is as addictive as opium, and my rhymes are so good that they're like soliloquies


Got that shit mix and mastered both remedies
My music is expertly mixed and mastered, making it the best cure for any ailment


Grab a spoonful, we sturrin' up a pot
Get a taste of my music, we're making something great here


And you know we gotta serve it while it's hot
We have to release my music while it's still relevant and popular


I'm flowin' like a volcano and drippin' verses off the top
I'm rapping with incredible energy and passion, and my lyrics come effortlessly


Dirty cops still swervin' on the block
Corrupt police officers are still patrolling the streets


Lookin' for black kids, that spittin' up acid
Police are targeting young black people who are rapping with aggression and anger


It's in my jeans so don't worry where my parents is
My talent for rapping comes naturally to me, so don't worry about where I came from


Get with the script it's that ignorant shit
Embrace my music, which is aggressive and unapologetic


And they bound to get sick of us quick but I ain't sealin' my lips
People will eventually tire of our sound, but I won't stop speaking my truth


It's a shift, I know you feel it man
There's a change happening in the rap game and I know you can sense it too


We blowin' up like a ceiling fan
Our popularity is growing rapidly, like a ceiling fan on high speed


Droppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's man
I'm dispensing valuable knowledge and wisdom, like rapper Cam'ron did in his music


When it comes to kickin' verses I'm Mr. Van Damme
I'm as skilled at rapping as martial artist and actor Jean-Claude Van Damme is at kicking


Crushin' strawberries it's a jam
I'm doing my best at music, just like crushing strawberries to make jam


So throw up both hands if you can
If you're enjoying my music, put your hands in the air


Ironic how I'm killin' this shit, until they bury me
It's interesting that I'm excelling at this until I die


My volume is going in depth with longevity
My music will withstand the test of time because it has depth and longevity


Stupids
A dismissive way to end the song and insult those who don't understand his message or style.




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Written by: Jo-Vaughn Virginie

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Comments from YouTube:

walid amin

Damn.. i think he recorded that when he was 15

siippinfaygo

walid amin 16

Nick Paul

Can you even say "fuck steez"? Is that shit legal?

Johnny Appleseed

Nick Paul idk

Krypton Night

does anyone know the beat at the beginning of the song before it changes?

C 47

its in the background of a mf doom song, cant remember what one though. 8 years later lmao

Damian Marshall

The killuminati with steez is thebetter version

ImJustJumpy

Lol he sounds so young

dave lightSaber

Always thought that Mr. Nice Watch line was A jcole Diss.

Hideotic

Same

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