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Maxo Kream Lyrics
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Emekwanem means "don't fuck with me"
And the word don't fuck with me means don't mess with me
And Emekwanem would mean do not ever think of making me mad
Because if I get mad...
Do not ever carry on with my boy
Cuh-rip
Mama kept complaining 'bout the marijuana odor
Had a brick of molly when the lawman pulled me over
I was putting keys in the motor like Toyota
Used the Karo pints, I fucked a lot of niggas over
So I bought a pipe and kept the toaster with the holster
Used to ask my brother why he cook with baking soda
Told me I won't understand this life until I'm older
Work that work, had to work my work
Work the work, workin' with the work
Work that work, workin' with my work
Work the work, workin' with the work
Work that work, had to work my work
Work the work, workin' with the work
Work that work, workin' with my work
Work the work, workin' with the work
Granny always bitchin' 'bout me saggin' at my britches
So I got to whippin' with extension cord and switches
Mama used to tell me stay my ass up out the trenches
But I never listened, hit the trenches, started Crippin'
Posted on the block, Glock tucked with the Hoovers
I was selling rocks to a cluck like a rooster
Math teacher ask me, Maxo, why I'm always skippin'
I was trappin' fractions after school like detention
Broke as hell we had to manage, chicken noodle, syrup sandwich
Jew, Medulla, Josh, and Alex, had no beds, we slept on pallets
Daddy was a swiper and my mama was a booster
Cousin Pooh, he was a killer, all my uncles, they some losers
My brother Hew was janky, niggas robbin' andale
'Till I went inside his room and stole his AK
Stupid ass decision, I regret it everyday
A nigga caught him slippin', shot him right inside the face
Went from whippings with a belt, to whippin' like a chef
Cookin' with my left, cocaine and meth
Pops locked in jail, Glock on my shelf
Murder block, bang my set, slangin' pot, Percocet
When I was twelve I went from Chuck-E-Cheese to selling work to fiends
Now I'm grown as hell, the trap the only thing that work for me
DeeJay, Money, Lindo, Ceelo, DeAndre, CBD
In a 4 door, Buick stolo that we took from H.E.B
Stupid shit I used to do, trap for tennis shoes
My bars like inner tube, I'm crash like Bandicoot
See the streets is all I knew, pimps and prostitutes
I never owned a suit, I was known to shoot
Now I want that Bentley Coupe, shootin' stars inside my roof
Where I'm from, if you a star, you handle rocks or shootin' hoops
My dad was locked up, doing time for crackin' cars for revenue
Twice a week he call my line, to preach and tell me what to do
Told me follow mama rules, read my book, go to school
But instead I bought a tool, hit the trap with Janky Ju
Shake, residue, fast money, goop
But I needed something new, hit the stu' and worked the booth
So I
Put in work, had to put in work
Work my work, workin' with the work
Put in work, had to put in. yuh
Put in work (work, work), work with the work
Had to jugg my work, work with the work
Had to work my work, put in work (work, work)
Put in work (work)
In "Work" by Maxo Kream, he talks about his past experiences with drug dealing, violence, and crime. In the first verse, he starts by explaining the meaning of his name, warning people not to mess with him, as he is capable of becoming violent when provoked. He then talks about how he used to hide drugs in his sofa and mattress, and his mother used to complain about the smell of marijuana in the house. The next line talks about a time when the police stopped him and found a brick of molly in his car. He tells us that he used to buy Karo pints, mix them with codeine, and sell them to people. He eventually bought a pipe and kept a toaster with a holster for self-defense. Then, in the second verse, he talks about his upbringing, where he used to receive physical punishment from his grandmother and often skipped classes from school, choosing instead to sell drugs. He mentions he used to sleep on pallets with his friends and stole his brother's AK-47 which resulted in his brother's death.
The chorus, "Work that work, had to work my work. Work the work, workin' with the work," talks about how Maxo had to hustle, deal drugs, and commit crimes to survive. He worked hard to make a living and was always on the lookout for opportunities to make quick money.
Line by Line Meaning
Your name is Emekwanem Ibemakanam Ogugua Biosah
The name Emekwanem means 'don't mess with me' as it would be a warning to others not to make me angry.
Used to stash the package in the mattress or the sofa
I used to hide the illegal drugs I was selling in either the mattress or the sofa, in order to avoid getting caught.
Mama kept complaining 'bout the marijuana odor
My mother would always complain about the smell of the marijuana I was smoking or selling, because it was something she didn't approve of.
Had a brick of molly when the lawman pulled me over
I was caught with a large amount of MDMA when the police stopped me, which would have resulted in serious legal trouble.
I was putting keys in the motor like Toyota
I was putting illegal drugs in the car engine, like drugs smugglers do with car keys disguised as toys in order to avoid getting caught by the police.
Used the Karo pints, I fucked a lot of niggas over
I used to take advantage of people by selling them fake drugs and ripping them off, which was unfair and harmful to them.
So I bought a pipe and kept the toaster with the holster
I bought a pipe as a weapon and kept a toaster with a holster for protection, in case of violent confrontations.
Used to ask my brother why he cook with baking soda
I used to ask my brother why he would use baking soda when cooking drugs, since I was curious about the process.
Told me I won't understand this life until I'm older
My brother explained that I wouldn't fully understand the life of selling drugs until I was older and had more experience.
Granny always bitchin' 'bout me saggin' at my britches
My grandmother always complained that my pants were too low, which was a sign of disrespect in her eyes.
So I got to whippin' with extension cord and switches
To punish me for not listening, my grandmother used to hit me with an extension cord or switches as a form of discipline.
But I never listened, hit the trenches, started Crippin'
Despite my mother's advice to stay out of harm's way, I chose to get involved with gang activity and became a member of the Crips gang.
Posted on the block, Glock tucked with the Hoovers
I would hang out on the street corner, carrying a Glock handgun for protection, with other members of the Hoover Crips gang.
Math teacher ask me, Maxo, why I'm always skippin'
My math teacher would often ask me why I was always skipping class, as I was more interested in making money through drug dealing.
Broke as hell we had to manage, chicken noodle, syrup sandwich
We were so poor that we had to make do with eating a basic sandwich made with chicken noodle soup and syrup.
My dad was locked up, doing time for crackin' cars for revenue
My father was imprisoned for stealing cars to make money, which contributed to our family's financial struggles.
But I needed something new, hit the stu' and worked the booth
I knew that I needed to find a new way to make money, so I went to the recording studio and worked on creating music instead of selling drugs.
Put in work, had to put in work
I had to work hard, either to sell drugs or to create music, in order to make money and provide for myself and my family.
Contributed by Isabella P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.