Verbal Experiments
Lootpack Lyrics


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Hah Hahahah...
From the dungeons of darkness
Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop
Representin' with the LP

We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line
Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise
Operation sunray UV radiation
First breach their outer barriers then continue penetration
To their central point crushin' their nucleus
Rushing their central brain command
Planting a virus that expands
Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications
To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses
Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's
By ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em
Style blitz

Jack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost
The rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss
I bust with motivation to uplift MC's with
High above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift
Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded
Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded
To the abstract we kick, we rock all places
I found out MC's aren't human 'cause they got two faces
They be chillin', willin', always time killin'
Wack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge
Asking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic
I'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic
My main occupation is to step up and rock the nation
Focus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation
So if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health
Worry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self

Ay yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate
My style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate
But pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime
Madlib done told ya time and time again
Find the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental
With lyrical disaster till you scream out "Who's the master?"
I flip it up rip it up to raw addict,
Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop
Impulse down to prestige and Black Jazz
21st Century enja got mad
Record labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out
I keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit
My beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit
Your girl starin so now you want to flip
I rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace
While I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces
But at least you escaped this beast
Smokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief

Now something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana
Switching currents and building velocity, it got's to be
God's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists
Conductiong verbal experiments
With open and imaginitive creativity
Fathering styles from infancy to be lyrically
Complete, grown and fully developed adults
Trained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults
Also we launch all out war when we tour your area
First destroying your local underground spots
Rocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres
Advancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders
Hostile take-overs is our main focus
As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces
Basically, MC's lack division is appalling
Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists
Out of focus, often it's the people they run with
Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!





"And keep feedin' you, and feedin' you..."

Overall Meaning

The Lootpack's song "Verbal Experiments" is a politically incorrect and cynical satire about the state of hip hop in the late 90s. It is filled with imagery of war, metaphorical weaponry, and language of aggression that is often used to describe hip hop's lyrical battles. The song's overarching message is that hip hop is under attack from within and without, and only the strongest and most resilient MCs will survive. The song begins by describing God's Gift to Hip Hop, who is none other than the Lootpack themselves, and then launches into a fiery tirade against the "wack MCs" who are ruining the genre. The lyrics describe a military-style operation against these weak rappers, using tactics like "UV radiation" and "central point crushing." The song takes on a more personal tone towards the end, as the MCs vow to take over the industry and weed out the "futureless" rappers who are holding the genre back.


Line by Line Meaning

Hah Hahahah...
The song begins with laughter.


From the dungeons of darkness
Lootpack sees themselves as coming from a dark place.


Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop
Lootpack believes they are a gift to the rap world.


Representin' with the LP
Lootpack is representing themselves and their album.


We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line
Lootpack's attacks will be quick and precise.


Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise
Lootpack will use all their power to attack when the enemy least expects it.


Operation sunray UV radiation
Lootpack's attack is like a sunray with strong, harmful UV radiation.


First breach their outer barriers then continue penetration
Lootpack will start by breaking through the enemy's outer defenses and then continue forward.


To their central point crushin' their nucleus
Lootpack will attack the enemy's central point and destroy their core.


Rushing their central brain command
Lootpack will attack the enemy's central command system in their brain.


Planting a virus that expands
Lootpack will infect the enemy with a virus that will spread and cause harm.


Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications
The virus will spread throughout the enemy's nervous system, shutting down all communication.


To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses
The virus will also attack the enemy's bodily functions, making them defenseless.


Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's
Lootpack will quickly attack the enemy's unit and neutralize their MC's.


By ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em
Lootpack will attack so quickly that the enemy MC's won't know what's happening before they are defeated.


Style blitz
Lootpack's attack is a blitzkrieg-like assault on the enemy's style.


Jack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost
Lootpack's Jack is angry with wack MC's who dare challenge them.


The rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss
Jack is a skilled rapper who can spit rhymes with ease.


I bust with motivation to uplift MC's with
Lootpack wants to inspire other MC's with their music.


High above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift
Lootpack sees themselves as above the rest and their music is a gift from God.


Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded
Lootpack wants God to help them defeat wack MC's.


Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded
Lootpack thinks that everyone should listen to their music, especially those who are close-minded.


To the abstract we kick, we rock all places
Lootpack is proud to make abstract music that rocks all places.


I found out MC's aren't human 'cause they got two faces
Lootpack believes that MC's are not genuine because they are two-faced.


They be chillin', willin', always time killin'
Lootpack thinks MC's are lazy and always wasting time.


Wack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge
Lootpack thinks that wack MC's spread rumors while Jack is still in control.


Asking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic
Lootpack thinks it's ironic when people ask if they smoke chronic.


I'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic
Lootpack's Wild Child sees himself as part-human, part-machine.


My main occupation is to step up and rock the nation
Wild Child's main goal is to rock the nation with his music.


Focus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation
Wild Child wants people to focus on his music and hopes it becomes popular like inflation.


So if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health
Lootpack thinks that people who don't like their music should worry about themselves instead of pretending to be down with them.


Worry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self
People who have wack crews should worry about themselves instead of trying to be down with Lootpack.


Ay yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate
The Master Don is entering and he's ready to renovate the rap game.


My style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate
The Master Don's style is heavy like marble weights and he wants people to pass him the dinner plate, meaning to admire his skill.


But pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime
The Master Don thinks people should not eat swine and should instead focus on perfecting their rap skills.


Madlib done told ya time and time again
Madlib has said this before and he's saying it again.


Find the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental
Madlib encourages rappers to find the mental maze, meaning to challenge themselves, in order to improve their skills faster.


With lyrical disaster till you scream out "Who's the master?"
Madlib wants rappers to keep practicing until they become a lyrical disaster and then people will identify them as the master.


I flip it up rip it up to raw addict,
Madlib is expert at changing up his style and tearing things apart.


Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop
Madlib goes crate digging for samples and sounds to incorporate into his music and when he finds a good beat, he's like a mad shopper.


Impulse down to prestige and Black Jazz
Madlib's inspiration comes from many sources, including the Impulse, Prestige, and Black Jazz record labels.


21st Century enja got mad
Madlib is angry and upset about the state of hip hop in the 21st century.


Record labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out
Madlib is critical of old record labels that are ill and wants to take them out.


I keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit
Madlib keeps things secret when people try to find out what he's doing or what he's working on.


My beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit
Madlib's beats hit hard, just like a Roy Jones Jr. boxing match.


Your girl starin so now you want to flip
Madlib is causing problems in people's relationships because their girlfriends are staring at him.


I rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace
Madlib is destroying the competition, while people cheer him on with peace signs.


While I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces
Madlib pulls out his weapon and people say 'peace', but he's actually destroying them.


But at least you escaped this beast
If someone survives Madlib's attack, they should consider themselves lucky.


Smokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief
Madlib is smoking while people try to compete with him and cause problems.


Now something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana
Something big is happening and the excitement can be felt like the Santa Ana winds.


Switching currents and building velocity, it got's to be
Things are changing and building up quickly.


God's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists
Lootpack sees themselves and God's gift as mentally superior and the best rappers.


Conductiong verbal experiments
Lootpack is conducting experiments with their rap lyrics and music.


With open and imaginitive creativity
Lootpack is open to new ideas and uses creativity in their music.


Fathering styles from infancy to be lyrically
Lootpack is creating new styles from the beginning and developing them until they are strong lyrically.


Complete, grown and fully developed adults
Lootpack's styles become complete, grown, and fully developed over time.


Trained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults
Lootpack strives to become experts in fast attacks in all contexts.


Also we launch all out war when we tour your area
Lootpack is ready to launch a war when they tour a new area with their music.


First destroying your local underground spots
Lootpack will start by destroying local underground rap scenes.


Rocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres
Lootpack will then take over major clubs and theaters and make them their own.


Advancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders
Lootpack wants to be the leaders in hip hop's vocabulary and language.


Hostile take-overs is our main focus
Lootpack's goal is to take over and dominate wherever they go.


As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces
Lootpack sees themselves as the deadliest group of rappers, like special forces in the military.


Basically, MC's lack division is appalling
Lootpack thinks the division among MC's is appalling.


Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists
Lootpack thinks many MC's have poor skills yet still call themselves vocalists.


Out of focus, often it's the people they run with
Lootpack thinks many MC's lack focus and it's often the people they surround themselves with that causes this.


Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!
Because of their own lack of skill and the people around them, many MC's have no future according to Lootpack.


"And keep feedin' you, and feedin' you..."
The song ends with a repeating line emphasizing the idea of constantly feeding people with new music.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Jack Brown, Otis Jackson, Romeo Jimenez

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