JEALOUSY
Kurupt Lyrics

Man, "Ante Up" nigga
This song is a call to action and a challenge in the vein of another aggressive rap song "Ante Up."

Make these niggaz kick in, punk-ass niggaz BANG on 'em
Encouraging listeners to engage in criminal acts against people who are pretending to be tougher than they actually are.

gotta get on these Frontin, funny, funny-ass niggaz
The singer is going after people who are being pretentious, joking around or acting in ways they can't back up.

I can see it, youse a jealous, motherfucker It ain't really nuttin you can tell us, motherfucker Look me in my eyes you pathetic, motherfucker Cause shit only happens if you let it, motherfucker
The chorus is directed at someone who is jealous of the artist, with the main idea being that it is all in their head and they won't succeed unless they change that.

You out to get a grip but you're doin the wrong shit To get a grip you burn your bridge and sink ships motherfucker Fuckin 'round here might get you chipped, motherfucker The homies hittin lick after lick, motherfucker
Continuing with the theme of jealousy, the verse's emphasis is on those trying to make it but doing it for the wrong reasons, burning bridges and making bad decisions in the process.

The Crisis Center was just invaded Niggaz talkin 'bout Kurupt switched and traded People talkin 'bout they don't like me no mo', I lost my flow They liked me better on "Stranded on Death Row"
The song moves on to the subject matter of people turning on the artist, who are spreading rumors and behaving dishonestly

Gangbanging's a terrorist act, like whatever we do they gon' lock us up wherever the terrorists at They so-called RICO act, applaud and clap Cause they applaud when niggaz get clapped, but look
The lyrics discuss issues related to gang violence and crime, pointing to the view that such violent acts are treated as terrorist acts, while legislation like the RICO Act that attempts to combat such violence are applauded yet ineffective.

Peep out the streets, you can't move without heat To keep your empire imperial From Pakistan to imperial, imperial mindframe Must center your circle, the circle, of your center Wisdom must control it's outer, and it's inner I got a small message for you funny-ass niggaz look
In a continuation of the violence theme, the rapper discusses the role of guns on the street and the need to stay alert and protect yourself. The idea is also emphasized that in order to be successful and powerful, people need to control their own behavior and emotions.

Young whippersnapper, dippin in my Acura For the young pistol packers, clip-slapper, click-clacker Chip-stacker, whip-jacker, crib-crashed, kidnapper Wig-basher, rib-cracker, ditch-digger, ditch a nigga
Another artist takes on the mic, listing an impressive array of violent actions against potential enemies, emphasizing the pain and destruction that jealousy can cause.

Bitch nigga, y'all the ones that switched nigga So fuck y'all, now it's guns and clips nigga And y'all don't see it, you fuckin with the wrong two We movin units and you just been fuckin with the wrong crew And I can see it, youse a envious motherfucker
The lyrics continue in the same vein, with the artist (Roscoe) describing people who have betrayed him and lashing back with violence. There is also a sense of pride in the artist's innate power and popularity.

My enemy motherfucker not no friend to me, no kin to me So it's simple don't be tryin to pretend to be motherfucker Repercussions consequences and penalties motherfucker I ain't never a punk, my beretta's in the trunk
The chorus repeats with a slightly different emphasis, describing a complete divorce from love and friendship towards people who try to come between the artist and his success. The subsequent lines lay out a warning to such people, emphasizing the singer's ability to protect himself.

Yo, yo, it's the M dot O dot P, motherfucker The K-U, R-U-P-T, motherfucker
Another guest rapper introduces himself, followed by Kurupt again.

Chin check nigga, it's 'bout to get hectic To all race and creeds, foreign or domestic (M.O.P. nigga)
The new artist introduces more violent action against opponents or those who dare to stand in the way, with an added note of inclusion of all people regardless of race or nationality.

Now, tell me, if you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy, {?} brought you to a side Think it over for what it's worth Before you get yo' ass tossed into the big black earth
The artist picks up the same theme of violence against potential adversaries or those who are envious and questioning their relationship with the artist.

Oh! Live from the 'Ville, it's your boy Bill Digga Nigga will you get the fuck back 'fore we kill ya Y'all know what's up, we doin it with Kurupt The flow slow disco, nigga let's go We put it down like, sound like (NOW LET'S RIDE ON OUT) Still shake the ground like (NOW LET'S RIDE ON OUT) When there's a conversation about O.G.'s Make sure you motherfuckers remember the M.O.-P's
The last artist performs a brief verse, like the others, that emphasizes the sense of unity between the various rappers and also calls upon people to respect their collective power. The reference to slow disco has to do with the speed of the track.