Cobracan 550
Marc Live Lyrics


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[Marc Live]
UHH! Yeah..
I just got this call from my nigga Jay Mine
He say - yo Marc, we way out in this motherfuckin Paris y'knahmsayin
I just whipped up some ill shit for you nigga
I said - yo I'm on the next plane out, Air France
You know, no Boeing jets, y'knahmsayin, real shit
Stratosphere shit, check it out yo, listen

Yo, I'm clearin the area, I'm scarier than most
I'm terrorizing whole coasts, call me Godzilla
See I can herb niggaz, you can't get this rough
I'm independent, the label bought disposable
Your camp, your team, now y'all get lost
The jungle is thick, Live seven rhyme better
Tonight's the night, my niggaz gonna roll out
We 20 deep, we all deep in them UV's
We hit the streets, the windows down
The smoke's in the air, chokin the air, get down
If it's dope you want, nigga we don't care
It's everywhere, see we out and about
We huntin, aiyyo we countin them bundles
We roll with the bottles, chickens that gobble
It's not a model but, she down today
And I bet you she'll be down tomorrow, hey
Drop off aiyyo we pick up, two more
We hit the liquor store, drink from the bottle we raw
Ohh! They lookin and hatin
They wanna know who the fuck we are, check it
Rap criminals, bad men
We mad men, chainsaw niggaz, bad men
Money we got, gangbang with us
Come slang with us, it's not a thang with us
Check it out now, one two
One two, Jay Mine yo
This shit is crazy, y'knahmsayin
I just wanna keep goin, I just wanna let these niggaz know yo
Yo, listen, check it out yo

Stop showin out, you not the band
You kids is whylin out, you not Da Band
It's no layover, I'm straight to the gate
I'm straight with the gat straight to your face
I'm ready I'm so focused, I'm steady, listen up
Yo, we gettin heavy when we trip 'em up
All my niggaz wanna control the state
All my niggaz wanna control your fate, uhh
I'm a New York nigga
A hood nigga, all good it's all good nigga
Freestyle what?
It's so hip-hop, niggaz get stuck and get bucked
I'm from New York, the Bronx kid
I take the mic and I stomp kids
Put your hands in the air if you down
Put your blunts in your air, get down
Smoke it up, choke it up
All you bitches just soak it up, c'mon

Check it out now, uhh
That's it, New York City
L.A., Texas, Chicago, Crash Man
Junakdelic, Marc Mega, Iceberg, S.M.G.




Yeah... "Attack of the Grunge"
Fabrice!

Overall Meaning

The song Cobracan 550 by Marc Live talks about his experiences in the city of Paris with his friend Jay Mine. The lyrics highlight Live's clever use of words to convey his message. He boasts of his abilities as a rapper, claiming to be scarier than most with his ability to terrorize whole coasts. He emphasizes that he is independent and not disposable like many other labels. Live's confidence is evident as he talks about his actions, which shows that he is not afraid to live on the edge. The song ends with a shout out to other artists that he sees as being at his level, and hence, they are part of his team.


The song's content demonstrates Live's lyrical abilities, and the energy displayed shows that he is passionate about his craft. The lyrics embody the spirit of hip-hop, and Live's confident delivery and use of wordplay keep the audience engaged throughout.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, I'm clearin the area, I'm scarier than most
I'm establishing my dominance, instilling fear in those around me


I'm terrorizing whole coasts, call me Godzilla
I'm causing chaos and destruction like the mythical monster


See I can herb niggaz, you can't get this rough
I can smoke marijuana like a pro, something you can't handle


I'm independent, the label bought disposable
I don't rely on the record label, they can easily replace me


Your camp, your team, now y'all get lost
I'm kicking out those who are not part of my inner circle


The jungle is thick, Live seven rhyme better
I excel in this competitive and challenging environment


Tonight's the night, my niggaz gonna roll out
I'm ready to take on the night with my crew


We 20 deep, we all deep in them UV's
There are twenty of us, all packed into our utility vehicles


We hit the streets, the windows down
We're cruising the streets with our car windows open


The smoke's in the air, chokin the air, get down
We're smoking and the smell is all around us


If it's dope you want, nigga we don't care
We're in search of drugs and we're not picky


We huntin, aiyyo we countin them bundles
We're on the prowl for drugs and keeping count of our stash


We roll with the bottles, chickens that gobble
We have bottles of alcohol and women who eagerly drink it


It's not a model but, she down today
She may not be a supermodel, but she's willing to take part in our activities


And I bet you she'll be down tomorrow, hey
She's likely to continue participating in our activities in the future


Drop off aiyyo we pick up, two more
We're dropping someone off and picking up two new members


We hit the liquor store, drink from the bottle we raw
We stopped at a liquor store and are drinking straight from the bottle


Ohh! They lookin and hatin
People are giving us dirty looks and showing animosity towards us


They wanna know who the fuck we are, check it
People are curious about our identity and actions


Rap criminals, bad men
We're like criminals in the rap game, bad and ruthless


We mad men, chainsaw niggaz, bad men
We're like madmen, brutal and unstoppable with our chainsaw-like skills


Money we got, gangbang with us
We have money and are attracting others to join us


Come slang with us, it's not a thang with us
Join us in drug dealing, it's no big deal for us


Stop showin out, you not the band
Stop trying to be important or relevant, you're not in the spotlight


You kids is whylin out, you not Da Band
You're acting out of control, you're not even in the running to be part of a successful crew


It's no layover, I'm straight to the gate
I'm taking a direct flight, not stopping anywhere along the way


I'm straight with the gat straight to your face
I have a gun and am prepared to use it if necessary


I'm ready I'm so focused, I'm steady, listen up
I'm completely prepared and focused on what I need to do


Yo, we gettin heavy when we trip 'em up
We're becoming more powerful and gaining an advantage by tricking our enemies


All my niggaz wanna control the state
My crew and I want to be in charge and have power over everything


All my niggaz wanna control your fate, uhh
We want to have control over your destiny and decisions


I'm a New York nigga
I'm from New York City


A hood nigga, all good it's all good nigga
I'm from the hood but everything is fine and under control


Freestyle what?
What do you want me to freestyle on?


It's so hip-hop, niggaz get stuck and get bucked
It's authentic hip-hop, people get mesmerized and dance hard


I'm from New York, the Bronx kid
I'm from the Bronx neighborhood of New York City


I take the mic and I stomp kids
I excel at performing and outshining others on the microphone


Put your hands in the air if you down
Raise your hands if you're ready and excited to party


Put your blunts in your air, get down
Hold up your marijuana joints and get ready to party hard


Smoke it up, choke it up
Smoke your joints and enjoy the high


All you bitches just soak it up, c'mon
All the women present should enjoy the party and good times


That's it, New York City
That's all there is to it in New York City


L.A., Texas, Chicago, Crash Man
Calling out different cities and people in the hip-hop scene


Junakdelic, Marc Mega, Iceberg, S.M.G.
Shoutouts to specific people and groups in the hip-hop community


Yeah... "Attack of the Grunge"
A reference to the grunge music scene and its influence on hip-hop


Fabrice!
Ending the song with a shoutout to someone named Fabrice




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