ABC
K'naan feat Chubb Rock Lyrics


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Bundle up my whole style is so cold
I glow like old guys who go bald
My flow got no front in the vocal
Your flow got no button its so old

I don't mean to sound like a showboat
But it's true my persona's no joke
I stepped into some kinda portal
I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble

I'm from the most risky zone, oh
No place is more shifty global
More pistols, Russian revolvers
We shootin' all that is normal

But it ain't just because we want to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the things that guns do

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

(Chubb Rock)
Rock, you know my era
B-boy seasoning, salt -n- pepa
Grown and sexy, come with the extra
Crushed up linen, fly like sess-a
This type brew I gave it birth
Now it's time again to give it a verse
Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
? Brooklyn to Somalia
And it goes in the background
Playa, that is my sound
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
Pioneer legend, and they call me Mr. Rock
No B word or N word, I don't need those words (no)
Respect for hers
The game dried up, so we come with the grease
Leadin' ya right and treatin' ya right, so peace

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came outta struggle
Destitute but I make it hopeful

You real, but my real is tenfold
My real'll make yours a rental
Gangsta if at ease, essential
Fight with guns or utensils

So bold nothin's confidential
Breakfast was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still become competent souls

These streets ain't paved with no gold
Matter fact someone stole the light bulb
Nobody fat enough for lypo
They don't teach us to read and write, so

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete




All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of K'naan feat Chubb Rock's song "ABCs" tell a story about their experiences growing up in tough neighborhoods, where getting an education and learning basic skills like reading and writing were not the priorities. The song speaks to the struggles and hardships faced by young people in disadvantaged communities where gun violence is rampant, and survival is the only option. The opening lines, "Bundle up my whole style is so cold, I glow like old guys who go bald" set the tone for the track, highlighting the resilience of youth growing up in tough urban environments, where they have to develop thick skins and a tough exterior to cope with the challenges they face.


The lyrics continue with lines like "I'm from the most risky zone," and "More pistols, Russian revolvers, we shooting all that is normal," which emphasize the dangerous environment these young people grow up in. The song also highlights the lack of access to basic education and opportunities, with lines like "They only teach us the things that guns do, they don't teach us the ABCs." It is a powerful critique of the systems that fail young people in disadvantaged communities.


Throughout the song, K'naan and Chubb Rock emphasize the importance of survival and resilience in the face of adversity. Lines like "Attitude that came outta struggle, destitute but I make it hopeful," and "We still become competent souls," highlight the power of determination and the human spirit to overcome obstacles.


Line by Line Meaning

Bundle up my whole style is so cold
I'm not trying to show off, but my style is so unique and cool


I glow like old guys who go bald
I shine and stand out like a balding old man


My flow got no front in the vocal
I don't hold back when I rap, I give it my all


Your flow got no button its so old
Your rapping style is outdated and doesn't have the same energy as mine


I don't mean to sound like a showboat
I don't want to come across as arrogant or cocky


But it's true my persona's no joke
But I can't deny that my personality and talent are no laughing matter


I stepped into some kinda portal
I experienced a drastic shift or change in my life


I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble
I've achieved legendary status but I still try to do good in the world


I'm from the most risky zone, oh
I come from a place that is extremely dangerous


No place is more shifty global
There's no place in the world that is more unpredictable and unstable


More pistols, Russian revolvers
There are a lot of guns, including Russian-made revolvers, in my area


We shootin' all that is normal
We've become so desensitized to violence that we shoot at anything that seems ordinary


But it ain't just because we want to
But it's not just because we're violent by nature


We ain't got nowhere we can run to
We have no safe place to escape to


Somebody please press the undo
I wish there was a way to reverse the dangerous and violent environment I grew up in


They only teach us the things that guns do
Unfortunately, the only skills we're taught are related to weapons and violence


They don't teach us the ABCs
We don't receive basic education like literacy, numeracy or language skills


We play on the hard concrete
We spend our time playing on the unforgiving streets without parks or other safe spaces


All we got is life on the streets
Our lives are centered around surviving on the streets, with little chance of escape


Rock, you know my era
I'm a rapper from an earlier generation


B-boy seasoning, salt -n- pepa
I grew up during the era of breakdancing and popular hip-hop groups like Salt-N-Pepa


Grown and sexy, come with the extra
I'm a mature and confident rapper, and I bring my own unique style to the game


Crushed up linen, fly like sess-a
I dress elegantly and have great style


This type brew I gave it birth
I created a new type of hip-hop music


Now it's time again to give it a verse
And now I'm ready to share it with the world again


Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
I was born in Jamaica but I don't use marijuana


? Brooklyn to Somalia
I've been all over the world, from Brooklyn to Somalia


And it goes in the background
My music is playing gently in the background


Playa, that is my sound
My music and style are unique to me


The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
Money doesn't necessarily mean success or achievement for me


Pioneer legend, and they call me Mr. Rock
People know me as a legendary pioneer of hip-hop and call me Mr. Rock


No B word or N word, I don't need those words (no)
I don't need to use derogatory or offensive language in my music


Respect for hers
I have respect for all women


The game dried up, so we come with the grease
The music industry has become stale and uninspired, so we're bringing something fresh and exciting


Leadin' ya right and treatin' ya right, so peace
We strive to be positive role models and make uplifting music that brings peace


Superman is known by the locals
People in my area acknowledge me as a heroic figure


As this dude who's so fly it's global
I'm so cool and confident that it transcends my local community


Attitude that came outta struggle
My tough upbringing and struggles have shaped my attitude and character


Destitute but I make it hopeful
Despite growing up with nothing, I still have hope for the future


You real, but my real is tenfold
You might be authentic, but my life experiences and reality are ten times more intense


My real'll make yours a rental
My reality is so extreme that it would make your life look like a temporary rental


Gangsta if at ease, essential
Being tough and streetwise is essential for survival where I come from


Fight with guns or utensils
People in my area have to fight with whatever weapons they have available, no matter how crude


So bold nothin's confidential
I'm so unafraid and bold that I keep nothing hidden or secret


Breakfast was not continental
Growing up, we didn't have access to fancy or varied breakfast foods


And lunch could not compliment all
The meals we had weren't always nutritious or able to fulfill our hunger


We still become competent souls
Despite these obstacles, we still grew up to be strong individuals


These streets ain't paved with no gold
The streets where I come from are not glamorous or filled with opportunities


Matter fact someone stole the light bulb
In fact, someone even stole the streetlights so the roads are poorly lit and dangerous at night


Nobody fat enough for lypo
People in my area don't have the luxury of worrying about cosmetic surgeries such as liposuction


They don't teach us to read and write, so
It's a sad reality that basic education is not prioritized in my community


All we got is life on the streets
And unfortunately, our entire lives are spent trying to survive on the unforgiving streets




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRIAN WEST, GERALD EATON, KEINAN WARSAME

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@mmhajji

legend K'naan

Bundle up my whole style is so cold
I glow like old guys who go bald
My flow got no front in the vocal
Your flow got no button its so old

I don't mean to sound like a showboat
But it's true my persona's no joke
I stepped into some kinda portal
I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble

I'm from the most risky zone, oh
No place is more shifty global
More pistols, Russian revolvers
We shootin' all that is normal

But it ain't just because we want to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the things that guns do

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

Rock, you know my era
B-boy seasoning, salt n pepa
Grown and sexy, come with the extra
Crushed up linen, fly like sess-a
This type brew I gave it birth
Now it's time again to give it a verse
Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
? Brooklyn to Somalia
And it goes in the background
Playa, that is my sound
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
Pioneer legend, and they call me Mr. Rock
No B word or N word, I don't need those words (no)
Respect for hers
The game dried up, so we come with the grease
Leadin' ya right and treatin' ya right, so peace

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets

Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came outta struggle
Destitute but I make it hopeful

You real, but my real is tenfold
My real'll make yours a rental
Gangsta if at ease, essential
Fight with guns or utensils

So bold nothin's confidential
Breakfast was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still become competent souls

These streets ain't paved with no gold
Matter fact someone stole the light bulb
Nobody fat enough for lypo
They don't teach us to read and write, so

They don't teach us the ABCs
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets



@raashbucul1498

" We shooting all that , like a Normal"
Xabadaha wan iska ridna sidi wax caadi ah

"But it ain't just because we want to"
" Lkn micnaheda ma ahan inan rabno sida"

" We ain't got no way we can run to"

" ee Meel kale oo aan u cararnaba ma heysano"

" Somebody please press the undo"

" Qofoow, Fadlan Bari samaadkii ino socili"😭😭

Erada micnohooda markad fahantid waad iska ilimeyneysa wlhi😭😭 Somalia🇸🇴



@Museali17

I'm from the most risky zone - oh
No place is more shifty global
More pistols, Russian revolvers
We shootin' all that is normal

But it ain't just because we want to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the things that guns do


So bold nothin's confidential
Breakfast was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still become competent souls

These streets ain't paved with no gold
Matter fact someone stole the light bulb
Nobody fat enough for lypo
They don't teach us to read and write, so...



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@fj7334

Concrete cowboy brought me here. How did I miss this!? 11 years ago!? Maybe it was the G unit era.

@rawraw8456

Me too

@yehonatal

hh me too

@abiystive564

Me too

@dajah6002

Me to lol

@mhammadsaleh3024

+1

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@Dr.Kira6437

"The B-word or N-word/I don't need those words!/Respect for hers!"

Love that! 🇨🇦🇸🇴🇺🇲

@Naked_Sports200

😂😅 He knows the ABC's.

@didierdu6766

I danced on this song in a break dance show. Still listening 💪

@amandamartinez2075

Yah!😎📼

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