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MellowHype Lyrics
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I know pain from cuts and bruises when you lose, I can relate tears
I haven't seen my father
For seven goin' on eight years
Thirteen in the spot, you left me at like I'ma wait here
Yellow's for my mom's favorite color
White 'cause that's the race
I kept gettin' in trouble by
My father couldn't be a man? He's a lullaby
And this song just cut at two minutes
And twenty four seconds
Shit, my temper is like two minutes
From liftin' this weapon
Scrapin' the residue off the dresser
Along with my necklace
Time to start my day strong
I'm fuckin' with breakfast
Prejudice, they hate to see a nigga with Lexus
Self-made, self-paid, self-son, self-shade, oh
I guess they wanna be like me now
But before they couldn't see how
Drunk in class off of Corona, alcohol in my Arizona
It's because my life was in a coma
I'm all alone in this world, shit
I'm all alone in this world
Am I alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world
I almost sliced my cop nigga
I probably would've
If I didn't knew, I was gonna
Be one of them top niggas
Too bad I'm genius for my own genius
Stitched and seamless
From the hoop-d to the Beamers
Grocery store to the creamers
Nigga non-believers for the dreamers
I is for the team-less, nigga do you know who we is?
The feces of Jesus, Mo'Nique big, as she's there
Before the present business
Niggas wasn't fuckin' with this shit
Left Brain is my witness
Who the fuck are all you bitches
Who me, what's your name, what's my name
What's your name, what's your name
Baby girl, what's your name
What are you sayin', keep it playin'
'Cause I can not comprehend
You're tryin' to fly with my crew to Spain
We built this shit without a crane
And truly all I want is your fuckin' brain
Afterwards I never see your ass again
She's like, "Man, fuck you"
I don't give a fuck bitch, I can't trust you
I'm all alone in this world, am I alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world
Now, if you've ever been alone in your life
Put your hands up
If somebody's let you down
Put your hands up
If you need a lendin' hand sometimes
Then put your hands up
Now reach out, I can relate
Put your hands
The lyrics of MellowHype's 67 tell a story of pain, loneliness, and struggle. The singer begins by acknowledging his use of marijuana to deal with his fears while referencing Shakespeare's famous line "I shake spears" and revealing his relatability to pain and sorrow. He then discusses his absent father for the last seven years, expressing sadness and abandonment due to his departure. The singer mentions his mother's favorite color being yellow and his own race being white, indicating a sense of pride for his mixed identity. Furthermore, the singer reflects on his father's absence and their relationship and verbally hurts for this loss by wondering why his father couldn't be a man for him. He then contemplates violence and his weapon of choice, indicating that his anger is close to boiling over, and then switches to reflecting on his success, his perceived minority and race, and his doubters. The singer's abrupt switch from topic to topic mirrors his rapid-fire emotions, ranging from anger to positivity and then ending with a unifying call to all who have felt alone to raise their hands up.
The song highlights the sense of isolation, struggle, and longing for connection that can sometimes arise in the lives of people who have faced difficulties. Through the singer's words and emotions, we see a story of growing up and facing challenging circumstances that have left him feeling alone and struggling to connect with others. The lyrics are raw, unflinching, and relatable in their depiction of hardship and emotion.
Line by Line Meaning
Smoke weed, I hate fears, I shake spears
I smoke weed to escape fear and anxiety, just like how William Shakespeare wrote to escape his own struggles
I know pain from cuts and bruises when you lose, I can relate tears
I've experienced physical and emotional pain and can empathize with those who feel the same
I haven't seen my father
For seven goin' on eight years
Thirteen in the spot, you left me at like I'ma wait here
My father has been absent in my life for several years and left me when I was only thirteen, expecting me to wait for him to return
Yellow's for my mom's favorite color
White 'cause that's the race
I kept gettin' in trouble by
And he ask me why
My father couldn't be a man? He's a lullaby
My mother's favorite color is yellow, but I've faced discrimination for being white, and my absent father is criticized for not being a real man, making him nothing but a lullaby to me
And this song just cut at two minutes
And twenty four seconds
Shit, my temper is like two minutes
From liftin' this weapon
This song is only two minutes and twenty-four seconds, and my temper is the same length away from making me use a weapon
Scrapin' the residue off the dresser
Along with my necklace
Time to start my day strong
I'm fuckin' with breakfast
I'm scraping residue off my dresser and putting on my necklace to start my day and make myself a strong breakfast
Prejudice, they hate to see a nigga with Lexus
Self-made, self-paid, self-son, self-shade, oh
I guess they wanna be like me now
But before they couldn't see how
People have a prejudice against black people driving a Lexus, but I'm self-made, self-paid, and confident in myself, so now they're trying to be like me, despite not understanding me before
I'm all alone in this world, shit
I'm all alone in this world
Am I alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world
I feel completely isolated and alone in this world and question whether anyone else feels the same way
I almost sliced my cop nigga
I probably would've
If I didn't knew, I was gonna
Be one of them top niggas
I almost attacked a cop, but stopped myself since I knew I was going to be successful and become a top artist
Too bad I'm genius for my own genius
Stitched and seamless
From the hoop-d to the Beamers
Grocery store to the creamers
It sucks that I'm a genius in my own right and have worked my way up from humble beginnings, but it's also what makes me who I am
Nigga non-believers for the dreamers
I is for the team-less, nigga do you know who we is?
The feces of Jesus, Mo'Nique big, as she's there
Before the present business
Niggas wasn't fuckin' with this shit
Left Brain is my witness
People doubted and didn't believe in us as dreamers, and we felt like outsiders, but now we are successful and represent something greater, like the feces of Jesus, Mo'Nique's confidence, and our past struggles before getting into the music industry
Who the fuck are all you bitches
Who me, what's your name, what's my name
What's your name, what's your name
Baby girl, what's your name
What are you sayin', keep it playin'
'Cause I can not comprehend
You're tryin' to fly with my crew to Spain
We built this shit without a crane
And truly all I want is your fuckin' brain
Afterwards I never see your ass again
She's like, "Man, fuck you"
I don't give a fuck bitch, I can't trust you
I don't know who all these random women are, and I'm not interested in getting to know them beyond using them for sex. I can't understand why they think they can come with my crew to Spain, and I just want their bodies. After that, I never want to see them again, and I don't care if they don't trust me.
Now, if you've ever been alone in your life
Put your hands up
If somebody's let you down
Put your hands up
If you need a lendin' hand sometimes
Then put your hands up
Now reach out, I can relate
Put your hands
If you've ever felt completely alone and have been let down by someone, put your hands up. If you need help sometimes, reach out, and I'll be there to relate to you.
Contributed by Daniel P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@VloneCello
I was 12 listening to this feeling all alone.. I’m 21 now and I still feel the same way. Geuss some things don’t change
@traceprior2193
Accurate
@KingLulzington
felt this... there's a reason we all still here after all these years. those feelings return.
@skindeeplove
Dope
@slater004
Felt
@Luhhxy
Same
@wpmonster
I lost my mother too last year, if this song gets you through that's good. But if you and your mom was close she's still alive in you and still guides you and got your back. Keep your head up.
@avioncenelson1128
Hogdy is poetically gifted
@HydroTonix
"If you need a lending hand sometimes then put your hands up. Now reach out, I can relate" Hodgey was always my favourite. He has so much flow, and his lyrics arent always so self centered as tylers. The whole album Goblin was all about himself. Hodgey on the other hand seems like he is actually rapping to his audience, not just complaining about his father for 10 songs on end.
@OINKSKATE
Probably my favorite Mellowhype song. So relatable. So much meaning. Amazing