Ninjas in Action
Jumpsteady Lyrics
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Choppin' off wigs like a flyin' guillotine attack
Jumpsteady, a shocker, rockin' the blue blockers
A Bruce Lee one inch punch heart stopper
You mess with my own,
I'll turn ya to stone,
Give ya busy tone from an undertaker's phone
That's full circle three fold justice, muthafucker
I see this ho is waitin' for me
Muthafucka, tell a friend
I gotta glock that bucks harder than a drill team sergeant
Never been a bitch, always gots to get respected
The target is ejected with the venom from my weapon
Then ya is deceased when I strike ya in jaw
Ain't no time tell yo mama that you love her anymore
Ain't no callin' on your homies, ain't no callin' on the Lord
Somebody shoulda told ya 'bout fuckin' with a corpse
Violent J y'all and I'm outta control
Steady slappin' off the California highway patrol
Rockin' a chemical imbalance and a stolen school bus
Full of screamin' lil kids, we doin' 90 plus
Runnin' cops off edges, ratta-tat-tat 'em
Bustin' shots, swervin' and throwin' kids at em
Jumpsteady in a chopper and away we get
Watchin' everybody else fallin' over the cliff
It's the tripe X balla
I'm in love wit yo mama
But yo daddy be playa hatin' so I don't call her
I'ma go see my ninja level flow
Callin' storm, shadow, letcha know, we slicin' atcha dome
Mr. Bones, Madrox, who you trippin on?
My appetite is planetary when I'm screamin' unicorn
(Uuniiiiiicornn!)
Show me who we bumpin' on, show me who we smokin' wit
Handled like some lunatics to get into some killer shit
S-H-A- double G-Y
Why? 'Cause I run wit a hatchet guy
Let me go ahead and check my watch
(Fo whut?)
So I can see how much time you got
(Ah!)
Before the hatchet that I run wit swings down
And splits yo face (Shit!)
I understand why everybody wants to be down with me
I'm runnin' with Jumpsteady
Psychopathic, we crazier than a muthafucka
ABK in this bitch undercover
No badge, no cuffs, no jail
'Bout to beat ya in the head with my 40 until ya tell
Detroit hatchet family on the scene
Juggalos, deputies, bitch ya know what I mean
Taking over the world with no means to quit
With some underground hatchet swingin' illusional shit
Wha!
Legz Diamond in this bitch
Making hair stand up on the back of your neck
I'm comin' for you haters, little bitches you are
You can run, you can hide, but you won't get far
Bullets for your credits, runnin' yo mouth
How you talkin' that shit? You get yo fuckin' brains blown out
Your game is weak, the stakes are high, and so am I
I don't live and let live, I take an eye for an eye
Psychopathic ninjas on a killing spree
Creeping in the shadows of eternity
Psychopathic ninjas you will never see
As the phantom blade becomes your reality
This ain't no two hand touch so get yo helmet on
All you might just get planted on yo neighbor's front lawn
We some grave diggers wit the shovels and boots
We on some wicked shit hidin' in hubbles and under suits
I'm on a whole different level
Leave you and the devil
In the dust
With a sign that says 'Heaven Or Bust'
I'm not yo priest or yo reverend
But I've been known to bless a mic
That'll make you swear to God I was heaven sent
For a locus, I'm a hundred ton death from above
To OJ Simpson, I'm a fingerless glove
For a pilot, I'm a 'Ghani with a beard and a trenchcoat
Chillin' first class, steady sippin' on a coke
To a paranoid cop, I'm a game of Morton's list
For a crab, I'm an elusive and deadly cuttlefish
At your birthday, I'm Jeff Dahmer bakin' a cake
As you ponder why your best friend is three hours late
I can still rock that heater in my back
(Where it's at?)
On the stable on the roof bustin' shots with my gat
The surface is scattered with bullets, we flyin through the air
'Cause I leap off da roof, 30 feet without a care
Just to break off my leg and shit
Get up and beat a mothafuckin pig with it
'Cause cops ain't shit, they get they muthafuckin' throat cut
And wrapped in bloody sheets and tossed up in my trunk
What!
A Bruce brother nerd sippin' gasoline slurpies
Rockin' a rare breed of Sudanese Herpes
Raised in the jungle, communicate with snakes
I'll squeeze your throat piece off 'til it breaks
Like a boa constrictor
A pressure inflictor
Lotus Pod pro tool wit a pit shifter
We'll always be underground, not just at first
I ain't tryin' to play myself the fuck out like Fred Durst
Fat kids stay big and fuckin' like marshmallows
And stomp holes in your fuckin' lyrics like the goodfellows
Not it for the cheddar, not in it for the hoes
But I love the juggalettes like peach faygo
Newports and a plan to fuck
And a half of cup of syrup when it's time to get drunk
Nightclubs in my trunk and my disco balls
And my hatchet in the air screamin' fuck y'all!
I'm the urban legend in your back seat
With a hook to your head while your rollin' down the street
Most people, they look at me and run
They get up in the club and I pulled out a gun
Ya know your bed? That's me under it
Pull the covers over your head, I'ma smother it
Then it's back off into the moonlit sky
Throw your hatchets high!
What you non juggalos gonna do?
We know you see us, a gang of painted faces comin' through
You gonna run, you gonna hide
You gonna try to say that you got ya one just to stay alive
It don't work bitch don't even try
I'm blowin' holes in yo chest from the gun that I fire
Comin' through your dome, come one and all
It'd be a shame to see a buncha muthafuckas fall
I'm givin' props to my homies on the South-West side
Psychopathic family 'til the day that we die
I'm off into the street slangin' them tapes
Shoutout to Double A and the money he makes
Esham, my dogs runnin' on the East side
My street gang's grown, muthafucka worldwide
My juggalos, we one big click
It's the Chaos Theory, c'mon get wit it
Psychopathic ninjas on a killing spree
Creeping in the shadows of eternity
Psychopathic ninjas you will never see
As the phantom blade becomes your reality
Yeah!!
Light's out!
The song "Ninjas in Action" by Jumpsteady is a fast-paced and aggressive rap about a group of psychopathic ninjas wreaking havoc everywhere they go. The lyrics revolve around the violent and deadly nature of these characters, who are described as chopping off wigs with guillotine-like precision, attacking the police with school buses full of screaming kids, and beating their enemies to death with tire irons. These ninjas are not to be messed with, as they are quick to turn their enemies to stone and make them wish they had never crossed their path.
Line by Line Meaning
We got many psychopathic ninjas on this track
There are a team of crazed ninjas operating and singing on this musical track.
Choppin' off wigs like a flyin' guillotine attack
The violence perpetrated by the ninjas on the track is intense and reminiscent of a medieval execution device.
You mess with my own,
If you harm someone belonging to the ninja group,
I'll turn ya to stone,
the ninjas will punish you so severely that you become like an inanimate object.
Give ya busy tone from an undertaker's phone
The person will be unable to communicate with anyone; communication will only be possible through a funeral home's line.
That's full circle three fold justice, muthafucker
This punishment is fully comprehensive and complete, enough to satisfy the victims and the group of ninjas as moral fortitude.
Beat ya silly like a tire, tappin' trucker
They will inflict terrible physical harm on you so that your body is mangled and broken like a truck tire that has exploded.
I see this ho is waitin' for me
The ninjas are aware that someone is trying to ambush or surprise them.
Muthafucka, tell a friend
They are trying to inform and caution their circle of friends or potential victims.
I gotta glock that bucks harder than a drill team sergeant
The group of ninjas is armed to the teeth with firearms that can shoot with devastating force.
Never been a bitch, always gots to get respected
They are craving respect and will assert themselves to achieve it.
The target is ejected with the venom from my weapon
The group of ninjas is equipped with even more deadly ways of attacking enemies.
Then ya is deceased when I strike ya in jaw
If they assault you, your life could end from a single blow to your face.
Ain't no time tell yo mama that you love her anymore
There won't be any time to make peace or say your goodbyes after the ninjas attack and kill you.
Ain't no callin' on your homies, ain't no callin' on the Lord
You will be cut off from any possible assistance or divine intervention once the ninjas come after you.
Somebody shoulda told ya 'bout fuckin' with a corpse
If you mess with the ninjas, you will ultimately become their victim and a lifeless corpse.
Violent J y'all and I'm outta control
The author is intractable and uncontrollable in his behavior and violent tendencies.
Steady slappin' off the California highway patrol
The ninjas are causing police officers a lot of trouble.
Rockin' a chemical imbalance and a stolen school bus
The person who stole the bus is psycho and unstable.
Jumpsteady in a chopper and away we get
Jumpsteady is evacuating from the area in a helicopter.
It's the tripe X balla
The author is a formidable and powerful individual.
I'm in love wit yo mama
The author is flirting with someone's mother.
But yo daddy be playa hatin' so I don't call her
The lover's father is obstructing and being hostile to their relationship.
Callin' storm, shadow, letcha know, we slicin' atcha dome
Their ninja friends are coming to attack you on their behalf.
I'ma go see my ninja level flow
The author is going to evaluate his ninja skills.
Mr. Bones, Madrox, who you trippin on?
The author is challenging two individuals( Mr. Bones, Madrox) and taunting them.
My appetite is planetary when I'm screamin' unicorn
The author is insatiable and will only be satisfied if they are constantly fed and entertained with activities they deem appropriate.
Show me who we bumpin' on, show me who we smokin' wit
The group is trying to ascertain who their associates are.
Handled like some lunatics to get into some killer shit
They have acted in a whimsical and foolish way to get involved in violent activities.
S-H-A-double G-YWhy? 'Cause I run wit a hatchet guy
The author's nickname is Shaggy, and they are affiliated with a hatchet-wielding individual.
Let me go ahead and check my watch
The author is taking a break from their violent activities to look at their watch.
Before the hatchet that I run wit swings downAnd splits yo face
Before they attack and kill you with a hatchet they are carrying.
I understand why everybody wants to be down with me
The author is cognizant of and comfortable with their reputation being as a fearsome individual.
Psychopathic, we crazier than a muthafucka
The author's group operates in an irrational and insane manner.
ABK in this bitch undercover
ABK the author's accomplice is present but maintaining a low profile.
No badge, no cuffs, no jail
They operate with impunity and outside the jurisdiction of the law.
'Bout to beat ya in the head with my 40 until ya tell
Unless they force you to talk, they will unleash extreme violence on you.
Detroit hatchet family on the scene
The group is a close-knit community affiliated with the city of Detroit.
Juggalos, deputies, bitch ya know what I mean
The group of people is an inclusive community of people with a homogenous interest in violent activities.
It don't work bitch don't even try
Trying to resist or run from them is useless, and there is no point in attempting to do so.
I'm blowin' holes in yo chest from the gun that I fire
They are shooting bullets into the person's chest, causing them great physical harm.
Shoutout to Double A and the money he makes
The group of ninjas is sending greetings and compliments to a fellow assassin.
Newports and a plan to fuckAnd a half of cup of syrup when it's time to get drunk
The community members will smoke cigarettes and drink cough syrup to feel good when they are on a mission of sabre rattling and violence.
Light's out!
The ninjas are about to launch an attack and turn off the lights to create confusion and terror among their enemies.
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