Verbal Experiments
Lootpack Feat. God's Gift Lyrics
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Hah Hahahah...
From the dungeons of darkness
Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop
Representin' with the LP
(God's Gift)
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
(Wild Child)
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 cuz 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
(Madlib)
Hey 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 wanna 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
(God's Gift)
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..." - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan
*scratches and various talk to end*
The song “Verbal Experiments” by Lootpack featuring God’s Gift is a hip hop track that talks about the mastery of verbal skills of rappers. It begins with an intro by Madlib, and continues with God’s Gift rapping about an operation called “Sunray” which is about breaching the outer barriers of communication and shutting down all communications to the body’s defenses. He also plants a virus that expands through the whole nervous system by crushin' the nucleus of the human body. Wild Child then comes in to rap about how he is in charge of uplifting and motivating MC’s to be better. He also mentions how fake MC’s exist, and therefore people should listen to Lootpack instead. Madlib then starts his verse by telling the listeners to find the mental maze, and once they do, they'll achieve musical perfection. He then emphasizes the importance of lyrical disaster and questions who the true master of rap is. God’s Gift has another verse about him and Lootpack conducting verbal experiments with open and imaginative creativity, fathering styles from infancy to maturity. Lastly, God’s Gift emphasizes the lack of MC’s’ verbal skills and their third-rate styles.
The lyrics of Verbal Experiments are full of metaphors and figurative language that talk about an MC in control and different aspects of destruction. The song's chorus talks about keeping people fed, meaning that Lootpack will continue producing rhymes and songs for the listeners. The song’s title implies that the rap that’s being delivered is experimental or different from the norm. It celebrates the essence of rap and highlights the importance of unique lyrical content. Through this song, Lootpack and God’s Gift manage to create a compelling piece of music that critiques other MC’s while building their own lyrical abilities.
Line by Line Meaning
We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line
Our attack will be swift and unrelenting
Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise
We will attack from their weakest point at dawn
Operation sunray, UV radiation
Our mission is to blindside with powerful, radiant force
First breach their outer barriers then continue penetration
Our first move is a powerful attack followed by sustained pressure
To their central point, crushin' their nucleus
We will destroy their center of power
Rushing their central brain command
We will take out their leaders with a swift attack
Planting a virus that expands
Our influence will grow and spread throughout their system
Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications
We will disrupt their communication networks
To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses
We will weaken their physical and mental defenses
Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's
We will quickly take out their music group and silence their MC's
By ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em
They won't even know what hit them when we destroy them
Style blitz
We will overwhelm them with our superior style and technique
Jack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost
We have no patience for mediocre MC's trying to step up to the plate
The rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss
I am the master of rhythm who effortlessly spits rhymes
I bust with motivation to uplift MC's with
My motivation is to elevate other MC's with my skills
So if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health
If you're not with us, don't bother, it's not good for you
Hey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate
I am the Master Don and I aim to revolutionize the game
My style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate
My style is powerful and impactful, it will leave you hungry for more
I flip it up rip it up to raw addict
I am skilled at remixing and transforming music into something new and powerful
Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop
I am always searching for new sounds to incorporate into my beats
Record labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out
Old, outdated record labels are no match for me and my skills
I keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit
I am secretive when it comes to my techniques and process
Now something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana
We are a powerful force that is causing a commotion
Conductiong verbal experiments
We are constantly experimenting with our lyrics and technique
With open and imaginitive creativity
We are always exploring new and creative styles
Advancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders
We are at the forefront of expanding hip hop's vocabulary
Hostile take-overs is our main focus
We aim to take over and dominate the industry
As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces
We are the most skilled and dangerous group
Basically, MC's lack division is appalling
The lack of unity among MC's is disappointing
Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists
Many MC's lack talent but still think they are skilled
Out of focus, often it's the people they run with
Often, the people they associate with are a bad influence
Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!
Their lack of talent, combined with their bad influences, leaves them with no future
Contributed by Charlie I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Gerrit Nagelhout
This is my fav song from the album.
SamuraiShampoo
Should have let gods gift have this whole track, man was wildin.
Pure Order
I appreciate 🙏 you fam, but my people came with it too. Blessings ~God's Gift
Ian Roach
I appreciate the black sheep sample
1997DizzyBoy
Madlib took it to the shinobi
ohianaw
Beat gives me heavy La planete sauvage vibes
337TST
fire🔥🔥🔥