Points of Authority/99 Problems/One Step Closer
Linkin Park & Jay -Z Lyrics
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I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
You got it Mike?
He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed
Rap critics you say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in your zapitos
You'd celebrate the minute you was having doe
So fuck critics you can kiss our whole asshole
If you don't like the lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if we don't play they show
They don't play out hits well we don't give a shit SO
All these mags try and use our ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads, fuckers
I don't know what you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
We're from rags to riches we ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
The year's '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fucking law
I got two choices y'all pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case
So i, pull over to the side of the road
And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?"
'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four"
"License and registration and step out of the car"
"Are you carrying a weapon on you I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you goin' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or something?"
Nah I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
'Cause I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
'Cause I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
'Cause I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clapping
He and his boys goin' be yapping to the captain
And there I go trapped in the Kit Kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratching again
Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African
All because the fool was harassing them
Trying to play the boy like he's saccharin
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
'Cause I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to
Everything you say to me
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a little room to breathe
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Everything you say to me
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a little room to breathe
I got 99 problems
And I'm about to
The first set of verses in the song speaks about Jay-Z’s problems with critics and how he rose from poverty to wealth. He refers to “girl problems” as in problems with women, but he says he’s got “99 problems but a bitch ain’t one”. This means that he might have other problems in life, but he doesn’t have any problem with keeping women.
The second set of verses is about his encounter with the police. He is stopped and the officer wants to know why he stopped him. He says he stopped him for having a faulty tag. Jay-Z realizes it’s because he’s “young and black and his hat’s real low”. He’s asked to step out of the car and asked whether he’s carrying drugs or weapons. Jay-Z then explains that he won’t step out of the car, and his rights will need a warrant to be searched.
The chorus repeats the phrase “99 problems but a bitch ain’t one”. The phrase refers to the fact that he’s got plenty of problems, but trouble with women is not one of them. The final verses of the song speak about how he strong-armed a “ho”, meaning he had to use forceful means to make a woman comply. But he goes on to further state that he has higher standards than that and won't tolerate nonsense from anyone, man and woman alike.
Line by Line Meaning
If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I sympathize with you if you have issues with women
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I have a lot of problems, but none of them include a woman
He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
He has guards to watch over him and keep him safe
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed
Enemies who want to ensure he is dead
Rap critics you say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
Critics think he only raps about money, cash, and women
He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
He comes from a neighborhood with a rough upbringing and facts that support that
If you grew up with holes in your zapitos
If you grew up with little money and worn-out shoes
You'd celebrate the minute you was having doe
You would be thrilled to have any amount of money
So fuck critics you can kiss our whole asshole
He doesn't care about critics' opinions and tells them to go away
If you don't like the lyrics you can press fast forward
If you don't like his lyrics, you can skip them and move on
Got beef with radio if we don't play they show
He has a problem with the radio station if they don't play his music
They don't play out hits well we don't give a shit SO
If they don't play his music, it's no problem and he doesn't care
All these mags try and use our ass
Magazines try to use his popularity for their own gains
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads, fuckers
Advertisers want to pay more to put ads in these magazines
I don't know what you take us as
He doesn't know how people perceive him
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
People don't understand how intelligent Jay-Z is
We're from rags to riches we ain't dumb
Despite growing up poor, they are not unintelligent
The year's '94 and in my trunk is raw
It's the year 1994 and he has something illegal in his car trunk
In my rear view mirror is the mother fucking law
He sees the police following him in his rear view mirror
I got two choices y'all pull over the car or
He has two options: pull over or try to evade the police
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
He decides to try and escape the police
Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
He doesn't want to get into a high-speed chase with the police
Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case
He has money to defend himself in court
So i, pull over to the side of the road
He decides to pull over and cooperate with the police
And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?"
The police officer questions him about why he was pulled over
'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low
The police stopped him because of his race and how he was dressed
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
He doesn't know why he was pulled over
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
He questions if he is being arrested or if he needs to guess why he was pulled over
"Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four"
The police officer explains why he was pulled over
"License and registration and step out of the car"
The police officer asks for his identification and to step out of his car
"Are you carrying a weapon on you I know a lot of you are"
The police officer asks if he has a weapon on him
I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit
He refuses to step out of his car but tells the officer that his paperwork is fine
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
The police officer asks for permission to look through his car
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
He tells the officer that his glove compartment, trunk, and back of the car are locked
And I know my rights so you goin' need a warrant for that
He knows his legal rights and tells the officer they need a warrant to search his car
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
The officer is impressed with his knowledge of the law
"Or somebody important or something?"
The officer thinks he might be someone important or influential
Nah I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit
He admits to not having passed the bar exam, but he knows some about the law
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
He knows enough to prevent the officer from searching his car illegally
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
The officer threatens to bring in dogs to search the car
Now once upon a time not too long ago
He begins telling a story
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
He had to use force against a woman
This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy
This woman is not being called a hoe because she's promiscuous
But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me
The woman lacks common sense and tried to provoke him
I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
He tried to walk away and pray for patience
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
He prays for the person who is causing problems because they love to cause a scene
You know the type loud as a motor bike
The type of person who is very loud and draws attention
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
This person is all talk and wouldn't fight anyone
The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clapping
He will have to resort to using a weapon if this person doesn't back off
He and his boys goin' be yapping to the captain
If he uses a weapon, the person and their friends will tell the police
And there I go trapped in the Kit Kat again
He gets caught up in the same problems and cycle again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
He gets caught up in the criminal justice system again
Fiends on the floor scratching again
People are on drugs and scratching themselves again
Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them
Reporters are taking pictures of the scene
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
The district attorney tries to falsely accuse him again
Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African
He has to pay a large bail amount because of his race
All because the fool was harassing them
This all happened because someone was causing problems
Trying to play the boy like he's saccharin
Someone is trying to act sweet to him, but it's fake
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
He's not a sweet person when he has to use his weapon
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
He has various problems, but none of them involve a woman
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Be quiet when I'm speaking to you
I need a little room to breathe
He needs some space and time to think
And I'm about to
He's getting ready to do something
Everything you say to me
He is paying attention to everything being said to him
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ALPHONSO HENDERSON, BILLY SQUIER, BRAD DELSON, CHESTER BENNINGTON, CHESTER CHARLES BENNINGTON, FELIX PAPPALARDI, FELIX A. PAPPALARDI, JOHN VENTURA, JOHN ELIAS VENTURA, JOSEPH HAHN, LESLIE WEINSTEIN, MIKE SHINODA, NORMAN LANDSBERG, ROB BOURDON, ROBERT G. B
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@alishaw2454
Chester: screams like the devil incarnate
Chester 2 seconds later: says thank you in the sweetest most innocent voice ever.
@rosek7114
That's what was so awesome about him. The way he could sound so sweet and gentle in one moment and then just sound like an animal in the next.
@martinisfuni
Today I just kept rewinding that part!! lol The "thank you" part in the sweetest voice made me laugh after that hard core devilish sound lol
@fabianlichtin2898
That's exactly why I love Linkin Park
@krabuh
reminds me of this https://youtu.be/VooURQVZz8c mf screams like an actual demon then "thank you good night"
@Truthorfib
The dude is basically Michael Jackson 😂 Crazy wicked singing voice but has an incredibly innocent voice when speaking normally
@abeginnerspov5968
Everyone's talking bout how Jay is amazed to hear Chester's screams.
But no one's talking about Mike can spit bars like Jay and making it sound just like a studio record.
@aliciabokor9879
Mike can hang wit the best of em !
@scottatherton1976
Why do you think J did this ?
@MondySpartan
The seeds of Fort Minor was already coming along nicely.