Threat
Kazet/Wezyr ft. Jay-Z Lyrics


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Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the, the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sincere
And I, nigga I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga

Yeah, I done told you niggas
9 or 10 times stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
9 albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got 9 lives
9th wonder

Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
The technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical I conducting
You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they bout to free me up, what you think I'm goin' be, what?
Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
I'm young black and rich so they want to strip me naked, but
You never had me like Christina Aguiler-why
But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screaming out the sunroof death to y'all
You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
The whole hood'll want ya, you starting to look like bread
I send them boys at ya, I ain't talking bout Feds
Nigga them body-snatchers, nigga you heard what I said

I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.

That's right there nigga, nigga I'm wild
Nigga I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a nigga out
This sincere, this some sincere shit right here!

Grown man I put hands on you
I dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on you
Lay out blueprint plans on you
We Rat Pack niggas, let Sam tap dance on you
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thing
Y'all wish I was fronting, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
In your upper level, valet a couple strays
From the 38 special, nigga, God bless you

I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.

Yeah I'm threatening ya, YEAH I'm threatening ya!
Who you thank you dealing with?
They call me Chris, nigga I been making threats
Since I been in kindergarten nigga!
Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard

When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
It's a match made in heaven when I 'splay the 7
Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11
Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm
That I'm so sincere?
I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin
I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
That's right

I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment




Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.

Overall Meaning

The song "Threat" by Kazet/Wezyr ft. Jay-Z is an aggressive and confrontational track that deals with threats, violence, and the consequences that come with messing with Jay-Z. The lyrics are primarily focused on Jay-Z bragging about his wealth and status, his ability to harm those who cross him, and his confidence in his ability to outsmart and overpower anyone who tries to stand in his way.


In the first verse, Jay-Z sets the tone by declaring that he takes threats seriously and will not hesitate to harm those who pose a risk to him. He threatens to chop up his enemies and put them inside a mattress like drug money. Later in the song, he boasts about his musical prowess and declares that he is the "black Warren Buffett" who is immune to criticism and unaffected by the opinions of others.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo once a pimp gets threats
When a person who exerts control and power over others receives warnings or intimidation


That's right, that's the, the that's, that's threats them
Indeed, that is the reality of being threatened


And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sincere
I am genuinely committed and dedicated to my pursuits


And I, nigga I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
I am not afraid to resort to violence and harm you severely


Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga
I will hide your body inside a mattress, likening it to the concealment of illegal money


Yeah, I done told you niggas
Yes, I have repeatedly warned you individuals


9 or 10 times stop fucking with me
A figurative expression emphasizing the numerous times I have urged you to cease bothering me


I done told you niggas
I have previously conveyed this message to you individuals


9 albums, stop fucking with me
After releasing nine albums, it should be evident that you should discontinue your interference


I done told you niggas
I have made it clear to you individuals


The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
Carrying a firearm, I urge you to halt your disturbances


You niggas must got 9 lives
You people seem to possess an abundance of opportunities to escape dangerous situations


9th wonder
A reference to the producer 9th Wonder, highlighting his talent and significance


Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
I will stab you, removing a portion of your existence


Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
Are you feeling intimidated? Should I persist in my actions?


I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I hold a firearm against you, allowing it to produce a melodious tune as a form of threat


I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
One gun hums while the other firearm accompanies with a harmonious sound


Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
This becomes a musical performance between the guns, and you become terrified as you face your demise


The technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
The skillful execution of using two firearms, as I do not require two mouths to articulate this


To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
To discharge these weapons forcefully, analogous to playing a trumpet, you foolish individual


This is an unusual musical I conducting
I am orchestrating an unconventional and alarming musical performance


You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
You are observing an African American counterpart to Warren Buffett, causing all skeptics to prioritize their safety


I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
It does not concern me if you are C. Delores Tucker, a prominent critic of hip-hop


Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
Even if you are Bill O'Reilly, a controversial television personality, you are simply provoking me


For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
I was subjected to drug testing for a period of three years


Now they bout to free me up, what you think I'm goin' be, what?
Now they are about to release me from custody, what do you speculate my future actions will entail?


Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
Despite undergoing rehabilitation, I still harbor deep animosity


I'm young black and rich so they want to strip me naked, but
Because I am a young, wealthy black man, people desire to expose and exploit me, however,


You never had me like Christina Aguiler-why
You never had a hold on me, similar to how Christina Aguilera sings 'Genie in a Bottle,' asking 'why'


But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
But you may find me cruising on the Westside, driving with the same poise and allure as Halle Berry


Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Alternatively, I may be cruising on the FDR Highway, confidently seated within my vehicle


Screaming out the sunroof death to y'all
Protruding from the sunroof, I loudly declare the demise of all my adversaries


You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
You cannot extinguish me, as I will forever exist through my lyrical prowess


I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
I unleash dangerous individuals upon you, offering a monetary reward for your capture


The whole hood'll want ya, you starting to look like bread
The entire neighborhood will pursue you, considering you a valuable target


I send them boys at ya, I ain't talking bout Feds
I dispatch my associates to deal with you, and I am not referring to federal law enforcement


Nigga them body-snatchers, nigga you heard what I said
They are individuals who abduct and dispose of bodies, and you should pay attention to my previous statement


I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
I instill a sense of anticipation by making them wait for you until five in the morning


Put your smarts on the side of your garment
I challenge you to display your intelligence on the exterior of your clothing


Yeah I done told you niggas
Yes, I have previously warned you individuals


9 or 10 times stop fucking with me
A repetition of the plea for you to cease bothering me, reiterated nine or ten times


I done told you niggas
I have informed you individuals before


9 albums, stop fucking with me
After releasing nine albums, it should be evident that you should discontinue your interference


I done told you niggas
I have previously conveyed this message to you individuals


The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
Carrying a firearm, I urge you to halt your disturbances


You niggas must got 9 lives
You people seem to possess an abundance of opportunities to escape dangerous situations


9th wonder
A reference to the producer 9th Wonder, highlighting his talent and significance


Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
I will stab you, removing a portion of your existence


Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
Are you feeling intimidated? Should I persist in my actions?


I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I hold a firearm against you, allowing it to produce a melodious tune as a form of threat


I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
One gun hums while the other firearm accompanies with a harmonious sound


Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
This becomes a musical performance between the guns, and you become terrified as you face your demise


The technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
The skillful execution of using two firearms, as I do not require two mouths to articulate this


To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
To discharge these weapons forcefully, analogous to playing a trumpet, you foolish individual


This is an unusual musical I conducting
I am orchestrating an unconventional and alarming musical performance


You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
You are observing an African American counterpart to Warren Buffett, causing all skeptics to prioritize their safety


I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
It does not concern me if you are C. Delores Tucker, a prominent critic of hip-hop


Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
Even if you are Bill O'Reilly, a controversial television personality, you are simply provoking me


For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
I was subjected to drug testing for a period of three years


Now they bout to free me up, what you think I'm goin' be, what?
Now they are about to release me from custody, what do you speculate my future actions will entail?


Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
Despite undergoing rehabilitation, I still harbor deep animosity


I'm young black and rich so they want to strip me naked, but
Because I am a young, wealthy black man, people desire to expose and exploit me, however,


You never had me like Christina Aguiler-why
You never had a hold on me, similar to how Christina Aguilera sings 'Genie in a Bottle,' asking 'why'


But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
But you may find me cruising on the Westside, driving with the same poise and allure as Halle Berry


Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Alternatively, I may be cruising on the FDR Highway, confidently seated within my vehicle


Screaming out the sunroof death to y'all
Protruding from the sunroof, I loudly declare the demise of all my adversaries


You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
You cannot extinguish me, as I will forever exist through my lyrical prowess


I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
I unleash dangerous individuals upon you, offering a monetary reward for your capture


The whole hood'll want ya, you starting to look like bread
The entire neighborhood will pursue you, considering you a valuable target


I send them boys at ya, I ain't talking bout Feds
I dispatch my associates to deal with you, and I am not referring to federal law enforcement


Nigga them body-snatchers, nigga you heard what I said
They are individuals who abduct and dispose of bodies, and you should pay attention to my previous statement


I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
I instill a sense of anticipation by making them wait for you until five in the morning


Put your smarts on the side of your garment
I challenge you to display your intelligence on the exterior of your clothing


Nigga stop fuckin with me
Cease your interference, you fool


R.I.P.
Rest in peace


Yeah I'm threatening ya, YEAH I'm threatening ya!
Yes, I am indeed issuing threats to you


Who you thank you dealing with?
Whom do you believe you are engaging with?


They call me Chris, nigga I been making threats
People refer to me as Chris, and I have been issuing threats for a long time


Since I been in kindergarten nigga!
Since my early childhood, I have been accustomed to making threats


Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard
Inquire about my reputation and see if you have not heard of me


When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Regardless of whether the gun is concealed or revealed, it will result in your demise


Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
Similar to nunchucks wielded by the martial artist Jet Li


I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
I am the chosen one, signifying that no one should attempt to challenge me


No two, no three, no four, know why?
Not two, not three, not four; do you understand the reasoning for this?


Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
Because a .45 caliber firearm could impair your state of being


You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
You do not need to attend a religious institution to become familiar with your higher power


It's a match made in heaven when I 'splay the 7
When I reveal the seven, it is as if a perfect union has been formed


Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11
I will feature you on the news for African American viewers, UPN, airing at 11 PM


Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm
Where have you been? Are you uninformed? Have you not received the information that I am


That I'm so sincere?
That I am truly genuine?


I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin
I am particularly similar to Joe Pesci's characters, displaying a mischievous smile


I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
I will end your life, then end my own through suicide, only to resurrect and end your life once more


That's right
Indeed, that is correct


I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
I instill a sense of anticipation by making them wait for you until five in the morning


Put your smarts on the side of your garment
I challenge you to display your intelligence on the exterior of your clothing


Nigga stop fuckin with me
Cease your interference, you fool


R.I.P.
Rest in peace




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: SHAWN CARTER, SHAWN C CARTER, ROBERT S KELLY

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