5150
Luniz Lyrics

Behold, your highness, the Luniz are here
The Luniz have arrived and demand respect

Bring them in
Please come inside

Man where the fuck we at who the fuck are you??
Where are we and who are you?

It is I, Jesus, Shock Jesus
The artist identifies themselves as Jesus, aka Shock Jesus

And what brings you brothers to such an early fate?
What caused your untimely demise?

Man, no what the fuck man
Unwilling to accept their death or current situation

Niggas just shot me man, what the fuck man
Expressing confusion and frustration over being shot

How dare you use such language in the face of the almighty
The artist is offended by the use of vulgar language in their presence

Fuck you
An aggressive and disrespectful retort

You shall perish (beitch!)
A warning of punishment and retribution

It is my judgement that you shall burn in hell
A declaration of eternal damnation for the singer's sins

Man, noo
A plea to avoid such a fate

No (the Luniz are here)
Ending the conversation and asserting the Luniz's presence

5150, feel me
The singer wants their audience to understand them

Psycho disco just go Luni
Encouraging the listener to enjoy the music

I wish I had cot (what?) I wish I had some cot (why?) So I could sky and have a place to lay my head and plot
The artist wishes they had a comfortable place to rest and plan their future

A broke nigga boney Quick to lick but I could never steal shit from my homies
The artist is poor and struggles to survive, but maintains their loyalty to their friends

I play acts and make scratch from table scraps And always end up fucked watchin other niggas backs
The singer does what they can to make money and support their community, but feels taken advantage of

I broke hamps wit my folks and get pounds But in the mist of funk Would they really bust rounds?
The singer has shared drugs and money with their friends, but questions whether they would protect each other in danger

I get woozie when I inhale all the badness I swear to the Lord when I was young I never had this problem
The artist is affected by the drug use around them and never experienced this when young

I stressed the fuck out gotta doubt my own niggas I try to solve my problems wit hamps and liquor
The artist is stressed and loses trust in their friends, turning to drugs and alcohol for comfort

I used to swig a 22, graduated to a 64 And now I don't smoke weed no mo'
The artist has increased their drug use over time, but stopped smoking weed

And I ain't knowin where I'm headin Most likely it's the scene of creamery I'm petrified of the whole scenery
The singer has lost direction in life and fears their surroundings

The game is some shit ya either roll wit Or give up because the game is quick to make a nigga stroke it
Life is tough and you either adapt or fail

For less is what I was wishin for it never came true So it came to plannin missions damn near shittin in my drawers
The singer hoped for more but was disappointed, resorting to desperate measures to succeed

I gotta play my part though and take what I can From the niggas I don't got Scarface nigga I feel ya
The singer must do what they can to survive, empathizing with others in a similar situation

By any means nescescary That's why they find scary niggas buried Carried to a whole 'nother place
The singer will do whatever it takes to survive, often resulting in violent outcomes

If youse a hard nigga die with a smirk on your face
Facing death with pride and defiance

So much drama, I put my best in it Peace, I'd rather live than rather rest in it
The artist has dealt with much hardship but values their life over continued struggle

Where I'm from or where I'm headed, it ain't no love I give thanx that I'm alive to the man up above
The singer's environment has little love or respect for human life, but they are thankful for their survival

I'm still takin shit day by day Survin off a nifty, that's why I'm goin 5150
The singer continues to struggle through each day, relying on their wits and resilience to make it through

Ripley's won't believe I'm shot, limpin down the block Tryin to scoot out, carry the bloody Glock
The artist has been shot and flees the scene with their weapon

Cause niggas they plot, it was a shoot out Tryin to take the loot out my pocket But I'm quick to let the Glock spit at his 350 rocket
The artist was targeted in a shoot out for their money, but fought back with their gun

Then I split runnin down the block No sense of dick made them bitch made niggas whip out a guage Then blaze my ribcage
The artist ran away but was still shot in the back by their attackers

I'm dazed On the ground hella bleeedin ass out I remeber seein somebody put me in a glass house, I passed out
The singer is in shock and losing blood, slipping in and out of consciousness

Then my spirit arose up out my flesh, I'm old No more bullet holes in my chest A gold vest when I awaken for Mista Go-Tec-9 is awaitin
The artist experiences an out-of-body experience before waking up unharmed

The Lord has no love for playa hatin I'm facin Shock Jesus cause I'm the G-ist nigga to do the job right Because I'm trained up in that mob life
The singer believes they are skilled enough for the job despite their wrongdoings, but will face judgement from God

Come back tonite strapped tonite He said if I suceed he'll bring my family and dead homies back to life
The singer plans to return to complete the task, promising to revive loved ones if successful

A big ass eagle scooped me up then we bails out Flyin through the cuts goin the secret hill route
The singer receives unexpected help from an eagle, escaping through a secret route

The whole scene was a disaster Friday the 13th the final chapter Lookin niggas wit casper the ghost But I float until I smoked the big man
The artist witnesses a chaotic and frightening scene, but remains unscathed until defeating their biggest foe

Slipped in quick sand He's gonna kill me but my spirit slipped in my body I yelled watch out he's gonna get me They didn't get me, huh, they labelled my ass 5150
The artist almost died but was saved by their spirit, warning those around them before being labeled crazy

5150, feel me Psycho disco just go Luni
The singer invites the listener to understand their struggles and enjoy the music