Dirt
Mobb Deep Lyrics


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Call it how it is - according to the facts
If rap was prison our shit would be the Supermax
No sunshine, just dark skies
Nothing but dark thoughts going through my mind
I got bad blood, mad love only for the team though
Everyone one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go
I ain't seen none of these niggas and we out here
Wanna be celebrity thugs a lot of mouth, yeah
Oh my god we could not be fucked with
Real shit look at our life all in the public
We under the microscope they all watching us
We have no choice but to keep it trill they sizing us
And if they wasn't god, always pay attention don't he
I couldn't live with myself being phony
Look, if life was a game then I guess we winning
'Cause this life we made for ourselves is bitching

Didn't want to do it but the voices tug and pullin'
On my eardrums something that I knew I shouldn't
Got me wildin with the ratchet out like shit is legal
Looking for a victim put 'em in the fetal
Fuck is going on? when it's on I know it's on
But shit not really popping and I'm looking for a war
Looking out my window pointing shit at police
To make matters worse I'm sipping on some OE
Shit got me buzzing, I'm already bugging though
With mad [???] bottles that I drank about a month ago
Fuck is on my mind? I'm feeling bipolar
Plus paranoid looking over both shoulders
I woke up with blood on my hands
Fuck I do this time? now a nigga scared




Fuck, I'll probably get the fucking chair
Grab my fucking gun, a few clothes son I'm outta here

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Mobb Deep's song "Dirt" set the tone for the rest of the track. The lyrics "Call it how it is - according to the facts, If rap was prison our shit would be the Supermax, No sunshine, just dark skies, Nothing but dark thoughts going through my mind" express the gritty reality of life in the streets. Rather than glorifying the gangster lifestyle, Mobb Deep presents a harsh portrayal of a life filled with violence, paranoia, and struggle.


The next lines, "I got bad blood, mad love only for the team though, Everyone one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go, I ain't seen none of these niggas and we out here, Wanna be celebrity thugs a lot of mouth, yeah" emphasize loyalty to one's crew over anything else. These lines also touch on the perceived falseness of those who claim to be tough but have never actually faced the dangers of the streets.


The chorus, "Oh my god we could not be fucked with, Real shit look at our life all in the public, We under the microscope they all watching us, We have no choice but to keep it trill they sizing us" highlights how the lyrics are a reflection of the artists' own lives, lived under the scrutiny of the public. The song then enters the second verse, which follows the internal struggles of a person who is struggling to resist the violent impulses that surround him.


Line by Line Meaning

Call it how it is - according to the facts
Let's be honest about the reality of the situation


If rap was prison our shit would be the Supermax
Our music is so intense and raw that it compares to prison's Supermax


No sunshine, just dark skies
Life can be rough and there doesn't seem to be any light at the end of the tunnel


Nothing but dark thoughts going through my mind
My thoughts are consumed by negative and violent ideas


I got bad blood, mad love only for the team though
My loyalty lies solely with my team, even though I hold grudges against others


Everyone one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go
All of us are capable of firing a gun, so why start a conflict?


I ain't seen none of these niggas and we out here
Despite being in the same area, I haven't come across any of my enemies


Wanna be celebrity thugs a lot of mouth, yeah
People want to act tough and gain notoriety, but it's all talk


Oh my god we could not be fucked with
We are unbeatable and unparalleled


Real shit look at our life all in the public
Our lives are exposed to the public eye and everything is real


We under the microscope they all watching us
We are being highly scrutinized and monitored by others


We have no choice but to keep it trill they sizing us
We have to keep it real and be ourselves because others are judging us


And if they wasn't god, always pay attention don't he
Even if someone doesn't believe in God, they should still pay attention to their surroundings


I couldn't live with myself being phony
I could never be fake because it goes against my personality and morals


Look, if life was a game then I guess we winning
If life is a competition, then we are currently succeeding


'Cause this life we made for ourselves is bitching
The life we have built for ourselves is amazing


Didn't want to do it but the voices tug and pullin'
I was hesitant to do something, but my inner thoughts convinced me otherwise


On my eardrums something that I knew I shouldn't
Something is influencing me, but I know it's not right


Got me wildin with the ratchet out like shit is legal
I'm acting reckless with my gun like there are no consequences


Looking for a victim put 'em in the fetal
I'm searching for someone to target and harm


Fuck is going on? when it's on I know it's on
I'm not sure what's happening, but if there's trouble, I'll be involved


But shit not really popping and I'm looking for a war
There's no action happening, so I'm trying to start a conflict


Looking out my window pointing shit at police
I'm paranoid and aiming my weapon at law enforcement


To make matters worse I'm sipping on some OE
I'm adding to my bad decisions by drinking a poor quality beer


Shit got me buzzing, I'm already bugging though
The alcohol is affecting me and I'm already acting erratic


With mad [???] bottles that I drank about a month ago
I consumed numerous bottles of alcohol a month ago and it's still affecting me


Fuck is on my mind? I'm feeling bipolar
My thoughts are all over the place and I'm feeling emotionally unstable


Plus paranoid looking over both shoulders
I'm not only unstable, but I'm also paranoid and constantly aware of my surroundings


I woke up with blood on my hands
I did something violent and regrettable


Fuck I do this time? now a nigga scared
I don't know what I did and I'm now frightened


Fuck, I'll probably get the fucking chair
I will likely face the death penalty for my actions


Grab my fucking gun, a few clothes son I'm outta here
I'm taking my gun and some belongings and leaving before I get caught




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER THORNTON, DIONDRIA THOMAS, ALBERT JOHNSON, KEJUAN MUCHITA, RAMON IBANGA

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Comments from YouTube:

@G3O.On3

This is the most underrated Mobb Deep project and honestly one of my favorites.

@kapellavision5592

I agree

@jordanpc1489

This is my 2nd favorite Mobb Deep album. This whole album is fire

@d.pinit7796

Love this album. I can’t find it to purchase on cd. It’s like they never issued a physical product for this project. Strange. This is my favorite project they dropped since the 90s

@bigdl9918

Their last and one of their most slept-on albums...classic 90's mobb deep beats&lyrics in 2014

@mandelasangster8685

Agreed. Sound like their old shit!

@bossace2294

This is crazy I'm listening to the whole album right now and haven't heard a bad song yet Mobb Deep is the greatest hip hop duo of all time

@QankoIvanov

@@bossace2294 Not fucking outcast or anything else MOBB for life

@darius7095

Some of the songs were recorder on the 90's 1998 exactly.... that s why sounds so classic....anyway this album IT s Dope

@ahmedhanyildiz2155

RIP One of the Infamous Brothers
Prodigy The Don P The HNIC
Forever MoBB DeeP

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