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Few artists have the level of success M.O.D.E. have experienced so early in their careers, but it seemed obvious from very early on that these guys were different. A little over 8 months since their inception, and both the industry and clubbers around the world are already hooked on the infectious sound that is unique to M.O.D.E.
Being hassled by the likes of Sasha, Digweed, Prydz, Cattaneo, Lawler, Cox, Garnier, Dubfire, Gerber, Boratto, Fanciulli, etc, etc, on a daily basis for their upfront releases is something the guys are learning to take in their stride, and with various original work for their brand new M.O.D.E. imprint on the way, things are looking good.
Witnessing first hand just how their productions fill a dance floor, it instantly hits home why they are already so heavily in demand. Their tracks combine a cutting edge style that fuses elements of house and techno whilst always containing a sexy low end funk that is devastating sound systems all over the world.
It’s little wonder that John Digweed (who discovered them) chose them to remix the seminal ‘Heaven Scent’ as their debut remix, and they delivered with such precision that the remix is now signed to Bedrock and is one of the main features on John’s ’Bedrock 10’ compilation.
Further remixes for Bedrock, Global Underground, Yoshitoshi, Audio Therapy and Forensic are due for release in the coming weeks, whilst a series of original EPs are being released on their own M.O.D.E. label every 6 weeks through 2009.
As well as the studio time spent producing a new blend of techno and tech house, the pair can also be found dj’ing at numerous venues around the world. Using Ableton, cdjs and EFX their forward thinking sets incorporate their own productions along with the latest and best music from the scene’s finest producers.
So welcome to M.O.D.E. – please take some time out to have a look around, listen to mixes, and become a friend. Most of all please enjoy the music…
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Zero
M.O.D.E. Lyrics
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Sipping mud pouring 4z in a fish tank
Niggaz hoes heavy capping bout a big rank
Bodies dropping with a pole or a big shank
How yo homie in the ground but he still stank
Low key moving with a army so he can’t flank
Good gas come in bundles yea that shit dank
And they steady asking questions need a new bank
Sipping mud pouring 4z in a fish tank
Niggaz hoes heavy capping bout a big rank
Bodies dropping with a pole or a big shank
How yo homie in the ground but he still stank
Low key moving with a army so he can’t flank
Good gas come in bundles yea that shit dank
And they steady asking questions need a new bank
No cough but I still need mud
Heavy sipping guess it’s in my blood
Niggaz bitches I don’t need no bud
Only gas yeah I pick good buds
Big hollows so he go thud
Know killers don’t need no thugs
Lay em out muz I need new rugs
Lotta roaches no I don’t got bugs
Pouring whole lotta mud but I like liquor
When they go in my organs bet it’s no liver
And I don’t like swishers cuz they burn quicker
Rather roll me a wood that’s a Big Dipper
When I used to go to school I was a big skipper
Lil hoe could Be last still won’t pick her
Rather fuck on his bitch or his lil sister
Niggaz know what I’m on yeah I’m that nigga
Save all that beef shit
Won’t have no disrespect
Hollows thumping through his noggin
Now he got no intellect
Grimy moves when it come down to funds
I’m so into that
Used to whip around a cavalier now I want a jet
Hear his track I press eject
Remove that chain up off ya neck
You ain’t never did shit for yo gang
Ain’t did shit for yo set
Talking heavy like he doing sum
Well that’s a big Bet
Time to pull up at his residence
Fuck the internet
Word around you killed yo dog and shit
But you ain’t a vet
Niggaz hoes for the clout and shit
So that’s what he get
He don’t remember I won’t forget
Niggas snaked me for my shit
Big D1n3ro was all down and out
Who phone could I hit
The song "Zero" by M.O.D.E. portrays a violent and disrespectful lifestyle, where the singer seems to value drugs, alcohol, and murder. The lyrics use a lot of slang, and the overall meaning is difficult to follow, but it is clear that the singer is not interested in what others think of him or his actions. He brags about pouring codeine into a fish tank, and how he and his crew are able to kill people with a pole or a shank. He also talks about his preferences for smoking weed with good quality, stealing another man's woman or sister, and his desire to acquire material possessions like a jet.
The song is a commentary on a certain kind of hip-hop culture, where violence, misogyny, and drug use are glorified. The lyrics suggest that the singer is willing to do whatever it takes to gain power and respect, even if it means hurting others. The repetitive chorus reinforces this message, emphasizing the idea that the singer does not care about others' opinions, and that he is only interested in his own gains.
Line by Line Meaning
No go'z give no fucks what a bitch think
I don't care about women's opinions
Sipping mud pouring 4z in a fish tank
Drinking strong cough syrup and pouring it in a fish tank
Niggaz hoes heavy capping bout a big rank
Men are exaggerating their importance
Bodies dropping with a pole or a big shank
People are being killed with a gun or a knife
How yo homie in the ground but he still stank
Even though someone is dead, their influence remains
Low key moving with a army so he can’t flank
I am moving secretly with a large group to avoid being attacked from the side
Good gas come in bundles yea that shit dank
High quality marijuana comes in bulk and is very good
And they steady asking questions need a new bank
People are curious about my success and assume I must be laundering money
No cough but I still need mud
I don't have a cold, but I still want to drink cough syrup
Heavy sipping guess it’s in my blood
I have a strong desire to drink cough syrup
Niggaz bitches I don’t need no bud
Men are weak and unimportant, and I don't need any friends
Only gas yeah I pick good buds
I only smoke high quality weed
Big hollows so he go thud
Bullets are large and make a loud noise when they hit someone
Know killers don’t need no thugs
I don't need anyone else to commit murder
Lay em out muz I need new rugs
I kill people so frequently that I need to buy new rugs to cover the stains
Lotta roaches no I don’t got bugs
I have a lot of leftover weed crumbs, but I don't have any real insect pests
Pouring whole lotta mud but I like liquor
I drink a lot of cough syrup, but I also like alcohol
When they go in my organs bet it’s no liver
Drinking cough syrup and alcohol will damage my liver
And I don’t like swishers cuz they burn quicker
I don't like cigars because they burn too quickly
Rather roll me a wood that’s a Big Dipper
I prefer to roll a large blunt
When I used to go to school I was a big skipper
I used to skip school a lot
Lil hoe could Be last still won’t pick her
I won't choose a girl just because she's the last option
Rather fuck on his bitch or his lil sister
I would rather have sex with someone's girlfriend or younger sister
Niggaz know what I’m on yeah I’m that nigga
People know that I am a dangerous person
Save all that beef shit
Stop arguing
Won’t have no disrespect
I won't tolerate any disrespect
Hollows thumping through his noggin
Bullets are hitting someone's head
Now he got no intellect
He was shot in the head and now he's brain-damaged
Grimy moves when it come down to funds
I am willing to do dirty things to make money
I’m so into that
I am very interested in making money
Used to whip around a cavalier now I want a jet
I used to drive an ordinary car, but now I want a private jet
Hear his track I press eject
I dislike someone's music and stop playing it
Remove that chain up off ya neck
Take off your expensive necklace before someone steals it
You ain’t never did shit for yo gang
You never did anything to benefit your group of friends
Ain’t did shit for yo set
You never did anything to benefit your community
Talking heavy like he doing sum
You talk a lot but you aren't actually doing anything important
Well that’s a big Bet
You are making a big promise
Time to pull up at his residence
It's time to go to someone's house to confront them
Fuck the internet
Let's take care of our problems in person, not online
Word around you killed yo dog and shit
People are saying you killed your own friend
But you ain’t a vet
You don't have enough experience to have committed murder before
Niggaz hoes for the clout and shit
Men are willing to do anything for attention and popularity
So that’s what he get
He deserves the negative consequences that come with his bad behavior
He don’t remember I won’t forget
I remember everything and will seek revenge
Niggas snaked me for my shit
My friends betrayed me and took my possessions
Big D1n3ro was all down and out
Someone named Big D1n3ro was poor and struggling
Who phone could I hit
Who can I call to ask for money?
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Demetrick Watkins
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
CEANTY
So good!
Rocksph
hi?