Brad Jordan
Michael Da Vinci Lyrics


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Now it's just me, my nigga Mikey D, getting throwed
We was bangin' out some Masta P, on the road
I prefer my word with platinum teeth, maybe gold
They don't like it when you come direct, well fuck, but Spottie bold
Tell them hoes they better come correct, cause I fuck
My momma told me we no 'ceptin' any memberships, no adding losses
I won't step up in your dealership until I'm flossin'
We no flexy with the funk, add a blessing to that punk
Damn, I got a son he on the way, but that's my baby
I've been spittin' like it's crack or some, like since the 80's
I was born I think in '91, that mean I'm chosen
When I slide back through your hood, bitch, just have a frozen, bitch

Yeah, Goddamn, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Goddamn, I'm in, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Scarface somethin', like I'm Brad Jordan
Feel like I'm the fuckin', feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Two dopeboys in a busted-ass rental
In Houston, OPM on them pussy ass niggas
Feel like I'm Brad Jordan

Now you would think I work from South Park, grindin', always makin' trouble
Grippin', on another level, mothafucka
I feel like droppin' classics, like a [?]
And rappers be too passive

It's just me, my brother Spottie, bitch, sit low
I've been drinkin' since my momma called, around 4
Niggas asking me too many questions, fuckin' throwed
Ride Da Vinci, Mike, December we was losing, now we winnin'
Can I sport a couple in this, play for bucks that Brandon Jennings
Wear your crown and your pocket, or that shit'll come up missin'
You that nigga but the misses, eat a dick and mind ya business
This for all my Eastside niggas who be eating, do no sleeping
For their seedlin', never go to parties even if it is the weekend
Shout-out to the women who be faithful to their pimpin'
And shout-out to them haters who be all up in their feelins
And shout-out to my daddy, I'mma buy your ass a Bentley

Yeah, Goddamn, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Goddamn, I'm in, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Scarface somethin', like I'm Brad Jordan
Feel like I'm the fuckin', feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Two dopeboys in a busted-ass rental
In Houston, OPM on them pussy ass niggas
Feel like I'm Brad Jordan

Now you would think I work from South Park, grindin', always makin' trouble
Grippin', on another level, mothafucka
I feel like droppin' classics, like a [?]
And rappers be too passive

A bunch of bustas
I'm on everybody's asses, and this the notice
And I ain't even tryin', ho, did you notice?




And this the standard, fuckin' bogus
You fuckin' rappers

Overall Meaning

In Michael Da Vinci's song Brad Jordan, the opening lines paint a picture of the rapper with his friend Mikey D, getting high and listening to Masta P while on the road. He mentions that he likes his "word" with platinum teeth or gold, a possible reference to the style of his music or his preference for success. Despite others not liking directness, he asserts that he will come correct and bold like Spottie, and won't accept losses or bad deals. He is also unapologetic about his intentions with women, but his mother taught him to not add any more losses in his life. He won't even visit a car dealership until he is "flossin'." The rapper promises his future son the best in life, and has been rapping since the 80s even though he was born in 1991. When he returns to his hood, he wants to see a frozen reaction. The chorus repeats the line "feel like I'm Brad Jordan," referencing the original stage name of Scarface, an iconic rapper from Houston.


The second verse has a more aggressive tone as Michael Da Vinci describes himself as always grinding and making trouble. He wants to drop classics like a veteran rapper, and criticizes other rappers for being passive. He mentions his brother Spottie and a phone call from his mother, and how many people are asking him questions while he is high. He wants to sport a couple (of what is unclear) and play for bucks like basketball player Brandon Jennings. He warns against letting one's crown and money go missing, and calls out those who are all up in people's business or just hating. He then sends shout-outs to faithful women and his dad. The chorus repeats again, and the outro repeats the line "feel like droppin' classics" while he berates other rappers for being bustas.


Line by Line Meaning

Now it's just me, my nigga Mikey D, getting throwed
It's just Michael Da Vinci and his friend Mikey D getting high


We was bangin' out some Masta P, on the road
They were listening to Masta P while traveling


I prefer my word with platinum teeth, maybe gold
Michael Da Vinci likes his rhymes to be flashy and impressive to listeners


They don't like it when you come direct, well fuck, but Spottie bold
People don't always appreciate honesty, but Michael Da Vinci's friend Spottie is bold and upfront


Tell them hoes they better come correct, cause I fuck
Michael Da Vinci expects his sexual partners to be up to his standards


My momma told me we no 'ceptin' any memberships, no adding losses
Michael Da Vinci's mother taught him to be selective about who he associates with


I won't step up in your dealership until I'm flossin'
Michael Da Vinci won't go to a car dealership until he has enough money to buy an expensive car


We no flexy with the funk, add a blessing to that punk
Michael Da Vinci and his crew don't mess around with fake or insincere people, and they try to bring positivity to situations


Damn, I got a son he on the way, but that's my baby
Michael Da Vinci is becoming a father soon and is excited


I've been spittin' like it's crack or some, like since the 80's
Michael Da Vinci has been rapping aggressively for a long time


I was born I think in '91, that mean I'm chosen
Michael Da Vinci feels that being born in 1991 was significant and makes him destined for greatness


When I slide back through your hood, bitch, just have a frozen, bitch
When Michael Da Vinci returns to his old neighborhood, he expects to be respected and admired


Yeah, Goddamn, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Michael Da Vinci feels powerful and successful, like rapper Brad Jordan


Two dopeboys in a busted-ass rental
Michael Da Vinci and his friend are two cool guys in an old and beat-up rental car


In Houston, OPM on them pussy ass niggas
Michael Da Vinci's crew is dominating in Houston, and they aren't afraid to take down weaker opponents


Now you would think I work from South Park, grindin', always makin' trouble
Michael Da Vinci is always causing a stir and creating drama, like a character from the South Park TV show


Grippin', on another level, mothafucka
Michael Da Vinci brags about his high level of skill and ability


Can I sport a couple in this, play for bucks that Brandon Jennings
Michael Da Vinci wants to gamble a little bit, like basketball player Brandon Jennings


Wear your crown and your pocket, or that shit'll come up missin'
Michael Da Vinci urges others to keep their valuables close, or they might get stolen


This for all my Eastside niggas who be eating, do no sleeping
Michael Da Vinci shouts out to all his successful friends on the East side of town who work hard and don't waste time sleeping


And shout-out to my daddy, I'mma buy your ass a Bentley
Michael Da Vinci respects and appreciates his father, and wants to buy him an expensive car


A bunch of bustas
Michael Da Vinci dismisses his competition as weak and unimpressive


I'm on everybody's asses, and this the notice
Michael Da Vinci is coming after everyone in his industry, and wants to make it known


And I ain't even tryin', ho, did you notice?
Michael Da Vinci is so talented that he can succeed without even trying


And this the standard, fuckin' bogus
Michael Da Vinci is unhappy with the unfair standards of success in the rap industry


You fuckin' rappers
Michael Da Vinci addresses other rappers who aren't up to his level of skill and ability




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