1. Miracle is an e… Read Full Bio ↴Multiple artists have released music as Miracle:
1. Miracle is an electronic/synth-pop collaboration between American musician Steve Moore (Zombi, Lovelock) and prolific English multi-instrumentalist Daniel O'Sullivan (Ulver, Mothlite, Guapo)
2. Miracle is an Australian hip-hop artist
3. Miracle is a rapper from the southern United States
4. Miracle is a Canadian hip-hop artist
5. Miracle is a Dutch rock band known for their Queen covers
6. Miracle is a Polish death metal/thrash band.
7. Miracle is a vegan emotional hardcore/metalcore band from Orlando, Florida.
Bounce
Miracle Lyrics
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Ah come on, what, what, what, ah come on
What, what, ah come on, what, what, ah come on, what
We finna do this
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Bounce, bounce, bounce if you're with me nigga (4x)
Okay, okay
Want to fight, nigga what?
Niggas like y'all talk too much, scared to buck, like to fuck
Here I am, here I go, defeat me, hell no
Try though, watch yo', you'll see, die slow
Give a fuck what you know, who you know, how you know
I do though want to know, do you got it, where it grow
I stay blowed, Optimo, Elbro, (?), dry bud, pepper weed
And I'm crunk, hydro
Shit, give me a leaf,fuck swisher sweet
Your Louisi-Anna, I'm Texas Pete
Fuck obsolete, nigga too discrete
Sit back and pastor when the 'Port chief
Nigga fuck peace, love beef, dinner time, let's eat
I'm the only one on the seat, ohh no that's me
Who dare test me, show yourself, be ready to bleed
I hope your strapped, I hope your deep, I taste sweet, I spell defeat
Freak chicks love this, more than stiff dick
This here my shit, my advice, fuck this
Motherfucker
hook
Been here, been real, know the facts, see the deal
My only goal, to rip a mill', my only fear is what I kill
Thou who test me, please Lord, keep blessin' me
Never forsake me, deliver thee from the thy enemies
Help me, misery, nightmares, agony
This the pain I see, make it stop, make it leave
Georgia Boys, Real McCoy, Miracle with Pastor Troy
Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, we'll destroy
Ain't no stopping me, the only way, kill me
And either way, best to believe, every nigga gonna feel me
Bump this shit when they bury, and leave the funeral smokin' weed
That's how we mourn in the A-you-G, oh no it's DSGB
A nigga like me love to ball, never fall, stand tall
I done came out the south, had my back againt the wall
Fuck the buck, a hundred fall, shot this nigga in the fall
Label me above the law, money is my only cause
Yeah, I'm a real nigga, fuck the Tommy Hilfiger
Glen Hill made nigga, red eyed dope dealer
Punk me out, bitch I stick this pistol in your mouth
Beat you 'till you pass out, kick your fucking grill out
Violence what I'm all about, fuck a quarter, fuck a ounce
750 all day, ain't got it, bitch bounce
hook
I'm a Cougar not Puma
Fucking mice and not nice
I blazed my motherfucking writing so they couldn't read my mind
I was bad as a kid, thank the Lord for filthy kids
And I never got the thanking for shit that I did
I was more than willing unfortunantly not that able
y'all niggas sporting that Polo, I sport that Knight Of The Round Table
Took my partner in school, ran that bitch up my sleeve
Told the teacher "Bitch, fuck you, I'll listen when I please!"
A nigga can't bother flexin', ain't nothin' but shit in my hood
I push a motherfucking Honda, but that bitch run good
My Ho' takes me where I need to go, rain, sleet, hail, snow
In the winter, see the bed, in the summer slow hoe
What you know about them gold triple D's hundred spoke
Window down, system pumping, puffin' on an Optimo
Hell, I'm blowed, head to toe, 'bout to let y'all niggas know
Sitting up in the studio, fuck that shit, lets start the show
Hell, I got to let it go, we ain't playing
WE AIN'T PLAYING
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The lyrics of the song "Bounce" by Miracle is a bravado-filled proclamation of dominance and confidence. The song starts with a call to action, asking the listener to bounce with the rapper if they are with him. The verses are filled with rhymes about the rapper's skills, his disregard for other people's opinions, and his love for violence. He boasts that he is unbeatable and that anyone who tries to test him will bleed. He also talks about his love for substances such as weed and alcohol.
The last verse of the song is a continuation of the rapper's life story, where he talks about growing up poor and his struggles to survive. He also talks about his love for his car and how it takes him wherever he needs to go. The lyrics end with a declaration that they are not playing around and that they are serious about their craft.
Line by Line Meaning
What, what, what, what, come on, what, what
Expressing excitement and energetic anticipation for what's about to come
Ah come on, what, what, what, ah come on
Encouraging others to get hyped up and join the action
What, what, ah come on, what, what, ah come on, what
Continuing to express eagerness and ready to start the task at hand
We finna do this
Getting ready to take action and do something big
Bounce, bounce, bounce if you're with me nigga (4x)
Encouraging everyone to join in and have fun by bouncing together on the beat
Want war, what's up?
Asking those who are interested in conflict and making a challenge
Want to fight, nigga what?
Challenging someone to fight and having a confrontational attitude
Niggas like y'all talk too much, scared to buck, like to fuck
Calling out those who talk too much but can't back it up, more interested in sex than fighting
Here I am, here I go, defeat me, hell no
Asserting oneself as confident and unbeatable
Try though, watch yo', you'll see, die slow
Warning others that they will fail if they try to defeat the artist and will suffer the consequences
Give a fuck what you know, who you know, how you know
Not caring about someone's connections or knowledge, only focused on their own abilities
I do though want to know, do you got it, where it grow
Asking if someone has any weapons or drugs, trying to obtain them
I stay blowed, Optimo, Elbro, (?), dry bud, pepper weed
Staying high and smoking various types of marijuana
And I'm crunk, hydro
Feeling energetic and confident due to smoking hydroponic marijuana
Shit, give me a leaf,fuck swisher sweet
Preferring to smoke raw leaves instead of flavored cigars
Your Louisi-Anna, I'm Texas Pete
Connecting oneself to a hot sauce brand, asserting dominance over someone from Louisiana
Fuck obsolete, nigga too discrete
Disregarding outdated ways of doing things and criticizing those who are too cautious or quiet
Sit back and pastor when the 'Port chief
Relaxing and smoking when the person in charge is making decisions
Nigga fuck peace, love beef, dinner time, let's eat
Preferring conflict over peace and being ready to take action
I'm the only one on the seat, ohh no that's me
Asserting oneself as the only one in charge and in control
Who dare test me, show yourself, be ready to bleed
Challenging others to see if they can defeat the artist and being willing to fight
I hope your strapped, I hope your deep, I taste sweet, I spell defeat
Warning others to be prepared for the fight and that they will be defeated by the artist
Freak chicks love this, more than stiff dick
Claiming that women prefer the singer's music more than sexual pleasure
This here my shit, my advice, fuck this
Taking ownership of the song and expressing disdain for anything else
Motherfucker
Exclaiming frustration or aggression
Been here, been real, know the facts, see the deal
Asserting oneself as experienced and knowledgeable about a situation
My only goal, to rip a mill', my only fear is what I kill
Having a singular goal of making a million dollars and being fearful of what they have to do to achieve it
Thou who test me, please Lord, keep blessin' me
Asking for divine protection from those who challenge the artist
Never forsake me, deliver thee from the thy enemies
Asking for God's help in defeating the artist's enemies
Help me, misery, nightmares, agony
Expressing the hardships and struggles the singer has faced
This the pain I see, make it stop, make it leave
Desperately wanting to be free from the pain and suffering the singer experiences
Georgia Boys, Real McCoy, Miracle with Pastor Troy
Acknowledging some of the artist's friends and collaborators
Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, we'll destroy
Asserting the toughness and destructive capability of the group
Ain't no stopping me, the only way, kill me
Being absolutely unstoppable and only able to be defeated by death
And either way, best to believe, every nigga gonna feel me
Promising that everyone will feel the singer's impact and influence
Bump this shit when they bury, and leave the funeral smokin' weed
Suggesting that their music should be played at their funeral and that it's okay to smoke weed there
That's how we mourn in the A-you-G, oh no it's DSGB
Describing a unique and specific way of mourning in the singer's community
A nigga like me love to ball, never fall, stand tall
Enjoying playing basketball and never giving up or backing down
I done came out the south, had my back againt the wall
Overcoming adversity and obstacles as a southern rapper
Fuck the buck, a hundred fall, shot this nigga in the fall
Disregarding money and flaunting power by killing someone
Label me above the law, money is my only cause
Believing that the artist is exempt from the law and that money is the only goal
Yeah, I'm a real nigga, fuck the Tommy Hilfiger
Claiming to be an authentic and genuine person who doesn't care about designer clothing
Glen Hill made nigga, red eyed dope dealer
Identifying with a specific neighborhood and profession
Punk me out, bitch I stick this pistol in your mouth
Threatening violence against those who try to intimidate or bully the artist
Beat you 'till you pass out, kick your fucking grill out
Being brutal and unrelenting in a fight
Violence what I'm all about, fuck a quarter, fuck a ounce
Emphasizing the importance of strength and aggression and not caring about small amounts of money or drugs
750 all day, ain't got it, bitch bounce
Bringing attention to the singer's expensive car and telling those who can't afford it to leave
I'm a Cougar not Puma
Clarifying the type of animal the artist identifies with
Fucking mice and not nice
Choosing to engage in sexual activity with women who are not considered to be nice or virtuous
I blazed my motherfucking writing so they couldn't read my mind
Writing lyrics while high so that they cannot be easily understood
I was bad as a kid, thank the Lord for filthy kids
Acknowledging one's misbehavior as a child
And I never got the thanking for shit that I did
Feeling underappreciated for past actions
I was more than willing unfortunantly not that able
Willing to do something but lacking the necessary skills or resources
y'all niggas sporting that Polo, I sport that Knight Of The Round Table
Making a comparison between the singer's clothing style and a legendary sword
Took my partner in school, ran that bitch up my sleeve
Cheating on a test by hiding the answers
Told the teacher "Bitch, fuck you, I'll listen when I please!"
Defiantly talking back to a teacher
A nigga can't bother flexin', ain't nothin' but shit in my hood
Not caring about someone trying to show off in their neighborhood
I push a motherfucking Honda, but that bitch run good
Driving a Honda car that may not look expensive but runs well
My Ho' takes me where I need to go, rain, sleet, hail, snow
Relying on someone to transport the singer in all weather conditions
In the winter, see the bed, in the summer slow hoe
Sleeping in bed during the winter and having sex with a slow partner during the summer
What you know about them gold triple D's hundred spoke
Bringing attention to the singer's large and expensive rims
Window down, system pumping, puffin' on an Optimo
Driving with loud music and smoking a type of cigar
Hell, I'm blowed, head to toe, 'bout to let y'all niggas know
Being high all over and ready to share something with others
Sitting up in the studio, fuck that shit, lets start the show
Getting excited in the studio and wanting to immediately start performing
Hell, I got to let it go, we ain't playing
Being ready to start performing and taking it seriously
WE AIN'T PLAYING
Emphasizing that the singer and their group are not messing around and are taking their craft seriously
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: P. Hope Evans
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