Oh No
Money Money Lyrics


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Oh no, murder, murder, murder
Busting at these niggas who claim to be hard
Murder, murder, murder

Come and blast Dat Nigga Daz and act rude
Coming through, murdering fools who claim to be hard
Pulling your motherfucker's cords
Me, we're going back for you to say that
Prepare for battle, load the narrator with pay back
Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang at
I'm in long beach, where the gang bangers hang at
Don't want more static, or panic, we're packing gats
And asking for shit, nigga, 'cause we're blasting
See, we're the gang, kicking just to maintain
Bang on niggas for a living, busting upon the selling corners
We on 'em just for twelve figures
Money, dope, cars and bitches, to getting richer

Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggas better pack you guns

Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggas better pack you guns

Glocks are popping off like turbo
Step into my circle, my word is out to serve yo shit
Money busters lyrically in motion
About to whip up potion, the East Side coastin'
I'm the one they love to hate with a passion
I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it
Mc's get dealt with, my microphone's my third partner
Heat seeking like a missile when I drop ya
Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping
I'm packing a rap while you say, "Why, what's happening?"
My mind is going deep, like money mister, doing all
You couldn't see me with a crystal ball, y'all
It's critical, I'm thinking of a master plan
Come out with your shit man, I'm broke, feeling critical conditions
Listen, money on a dirt mission
Creeping to the night, beating tight, Armageddon

Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggas better pack you guns

Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggas better pack you guns

Watch out, here I come
Battling motherfuckers 'til the break of dawn
Homeboy, ring the alarm
It's D-A to the Z, dropping the formula
And every nigga that I know in Californ-I-a
Dat nigga daz will come out and play
Busting on niggas with an ak
So any given day you want some
Come and get some, you don't want none

Why do we bang?
Why do we bang for a living? we just don't know
Now it's time to serve y'all bitches ass niggas on an open platter
Yeah, ha ha

Fool, what nigga, you know that got your ass laying down?

You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the outcome
I'm hard to outrun, and won't be outdone
I hate fake take away motherfuckers
I come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckers
No other than the gang, it's the slang and prosper
And bang us mobsters, while claiming oscars
While most niggas froze, they control their coast
They be home and broke, 'cause they've been known to choke
Like Malone, be gone when the playoffs come
But I'm a stay off one, liable to spray off some
Ammunition, I handle missions one on one
Niggas, come on, come and get their ? done
I'm the cannibal, the Hannibal lector of rap
A nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax
We're the gang, and we're mashing, blast to maintain
We're the kings in the game, and things ain't to change

Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggas better pack you guns

Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggas better pack you guns





Oh no

Overall Meaning

The song "Oh no" by Money Money is a violent and aggressive rap song that expresses the gangster lifestyle. The lyrics are focused on murder and violence towards other gang members who are "claiming to be hard." The lyrics suggest that the author and his gang are prepared to go to any extreme to maintain their position and power on the streets. There is a repetitive theme of vengeance and retribution throughout the song. The chorus warns that someone is going to get killed tonight, and "niggas better pack your guns" if they want to survive.


The lyrics in "Oh no" are graphic and descriptive, portraying violence as a way of life. The author and his gang take pride in being able to "blast Dat Nigga Daz" and "murdering fools." They also seem to be aware of their surroundings, as they know where their rivals "rest and hang at." The song is filled with aggressive metaphors, such as "Glocks are popping off like turbo" and "Mc's get dealt with, my microphone's my third partner." The lyrics depict an uncompromising world where only the strongest and most violent survive.


The song was released in 1995 and was part of a genre of rap music known as "gangsta rap." This style of hip hop originated in the West Coast of the United States in the late 1980s and early 1990s. Gangsta rap is characterized by aggressive lyrics, references to violence and drug dealing, and a focus on street life. Many gangsta rappers also used profanity and explicit language in their songs, which led to controversy and censorship.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh no, murder, murder, murder
The singer is gearing up to commit murder and is hyping themselves up for it.


Busting at these niggas who claim to be hard
The singer is targeting people who brag about being tough and plans on attacking them.


Come and blast Dat Nigga Daz and act rude
The singer is calling for violence against Dat Nigga Daz and to do so with aggression and disrespect.


Coming through, murdering fools who claim to be hard
The artist intends to carry out acts of violence against those who falsely boast about their toughness.


Pulling your motherfucker's cords
The artist plans on attacking someone and removing their power or influence.


Me, we're going back for you to say that
The singer and their crew plan on seeking revenge against someone for something they said or did.


Prepare for battle, load the narrator with pay back
The singer is getting ready to engage in a violent retaliation and is arming themselves with the intention of obtaining revenge.


Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and hang at
The artist has knowledge of where their targets reside and spend their time.


I'm in long beach, where the gang bangers hang at
The artist is in Long Beach where gang activity is prevalent.


Don't want more static, or panic, we're packing gats
The artist and their crew are armed and want to avoid any unwanted attention or conflict.


And asking for shit, nigga, 'cause we're blasting
The singer plans on attacking someone without warning or provocation.


See, we're the gang, kicking just to maintain
The artist is part of a gang whose purpose is to control their territory and protect their interests.


Bang on niggas for a living, busting upon the selling corners
The singer and their gang make a living by attacking people who sell drugs on their turf.


We on 'em just for twelve figures
The singer and their gang are willing to commit violence for money.


Money, dope, cars and bitches, to getting richer
The singer is driven by a desire for wealth, drugs, cars, and women.


Glocks are popping off like turbo
The artist and their crew are firing their weapons aggressively and frequently.


Step into my circle, my word is out to serve yo shit
The artist is challenging their enemies to come fight them and is confident they will win.


Money busters lyrically in motion
The singer is skilled at rapping and uses their talent to intimidate others.


About to whip up potion, the East Side coastin'
The singer is creating something powerful and is proud of their affiliation with the East Side of their city.


I'm the one they love to hate with a passion
The artist is controversial and disliked by many, but they enjoy the attention.


I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it
The artist is armed and ready to use their ability to rap as a weapon.


Mc's get dealt with, my microphone's my third partner
The artist is confident in their ability to defeat other rappers, and sees their microphone as an extension of themselves.


Heat seeking like a missile when I drop ya
The singer is unstoppable and seeks out their targets relentlessly.


Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping
The artist has a specific, effective technique for rapping.


I'm packing a rap while you say, "Why, what's happening?"
The singer is ready for any situation, even when others are confused or unsure.


My mind is going deep, like money mister, doing all
The singer's thoughts are complex and profound, like the lyrics of a famous rapper called Money Mister.


You couldn't see me with a crystal ball, y'all
The singer is unbeatable, no matter how they are viewed or analyzed.


It's critical, I'm thinking of a master plan
The artist is considering a complex strategy to achieve their goals.


Come out with your shit man, I'm broke, feeling critical conditions
The artist needs money and is willing to resort to crime to obtain it.


Listen, money on a dirt mission
The singer is on a dangerous, possibly illegal quest for money.


Creeping to the night, beating tight, Armageddon
The singer is sneaking around at night, prepared for an intense and apocalyptic event.


Watch out, here I come
The artist is warning their enemies that they are about to attack.


Battling motherfuckers 'til the break of dawn
The artist will fight their enemies until the sun comes up.


Homeboy, ring the alarm
The artist is demanding their crew to alert them to any danger or enemies.


It's D-A to the Z, dropping the formula
The singer is introducing themselves as Dat Nigga Daz and is about to reveal their plan or strategy.


And every nigga that I know in Californ-I-a
The artist knows many people in California and is implying they have influence and power there.


Dat nigga daz will come out and play
The singer will engage in violent activity when provoked, like a child's game of tag.


Busting on niggas with an ak
The singer plans on using an AK-47 to commit acts of violence.


So any given day you want some
Whenever the enemy is ready to fight, the singer is prepared to engage with them.


Come and get some, you don't want none
The artist is challenging their enemies to fight them, with the assumption that the enemies will be unsuccessful.


Why do we bang?
The artist is questioning the reason for their violent, gang-related behavior.


Why do we bang for a living? we just don't know
The singer is unsure why they and others engage in violence and gang activity.


Now it's time to serve y'all bitches ass niggas on an open platter
The singer is preparing to violently attack their enemies and defeat them easily.


Yeah, ha ha
The artist is expressing satisfaction with their plans to commit violence.


Fool, what nigga, you know that got your ass laying down?
The artist is questioning their enemies' bravery and ability to fight back.


You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the outcome
The artist is willing to take a risk and commit violence, regardless of the consequences.


I'm hard to outrun, and won't be outdone
The singer is fast and skilled and won't be beaten by anyone else.


I hate fake take away motherfuckers
The artist dislikes people who are not genuine and take things away from others.


I come up from the slums and I run, motherfuckers
The singer has overcome challenges to achieve success and will not be stopped.


No other than the gang, it's the slang and prosper
The singer's gang is their primary affiliation and the source of their success.


And bang us mobsters, while claiming oscars
The singer's gang engages in violence, but also earns recognition and respect in their community.


While most niggas froze, they control their coast
Most people are afraid and do not control their territory, but the artist and their crew do so confidently.


They be home and broke, 'cause they've been known to choke
People who are afraid tend to stay home and be unsuccessful.


Like Malone, be gone when the playoffs come
People who cannot handle pressure or adversity are like a basketball player who leaves after the regular season is over.


But I'm a stay off one, liable to spray off some
The singer will not back down, and is willing to use their weapon to defend themselves.


Ammunition, I handle missions one on one
The artist is equipped with personal skills and weapons to handle threats alone.


Niggas, come on, come and get their ? done
The artist is daring their enemies to try and attack them.


I'm the cannibal, the Hannibal lector of rap
The artist's rapping is violent, intense, and provocative, similar to a famous fictional killer.


A nigga steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax
People who try to imitate the singer in their rapping will be ridiculed and punished.


We're the gang, and we're mashing, blast to maintain
The artist's gang uses violence to maintain control of their territory.


We're the kings in the game, and things ain't to change
The singer and their gang are dominant and will continue to be successful in their endeavors.


Oh no, niggas just wanna get killed tonight
The singer is anticipating that someone will try to attack them and cause harm.


Tripping on you, the way I feel tonight
The singer is worried and tense because they feel like someone is out to get them.


Niggas better pack you guns
The artist is warning their enemies to be ready to defend themselves or face the consequences.


Oh no
The artist is expressing fear and concern about the dangers around them.




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Written by: Delmar Arnaud, Tracy LaMarr Davis, Jimmy Tolliver

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LYRICS

Just like the seed
I don't know where to go
through dirt and shadow I grow
i'm reaching light through the struggle
just like the seed, i'm chasing the wonder
I unravel myself all in slow motion
...
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
when the last tree has fallen
and the rivers are poisoned
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
when the last tree has fallen
and the rivers are poisoned
you cannot eat money, oh no
oh no

Suffocate me
so my tears can be rain
I will water the ground where I stand
so the flowers can grow back again
'cause just like the seed
everything wants to live
we are burning our fingers
but we learn and forgive, ah
...
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
when the last tree has fallen
and the rivers are poisoned
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
when the last tree has fallen
and the rivers are poisoned
you cannot eat money, oh no
oh no

Feed me sunlight, feed me air
(in a place where nothing matters)
feed me truth and feed me prayers
(dancing around like a shooting star)
(and every cell remembers what have taken us this far)
feed me sunlight feed me air
(I see images of killer whales)
feed me truth and feed me prayers
(sleeping in a desert trail)
(dreaming of a parallel world where nothing ever hurts)
(Dreaming of a parallel world where nothing ever hurts)
...
You cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
when the last tree has fallen
and the rivers are poisoned
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
you cannot eat money, oh no
when the last tree has fallen
and the rivers are poisoned
you cannot eat money, oh no
oh no



@jsmyth024

@Vårin Drodledyr You seem an interesting individual indeed - Balder and Mamosa(I LOVE the god Baldr).

Heart coherence :) I am not familiar with Gregg Braden, but I studied the work of Dan Winter before, so I am familiar with heart coherence(if it is the same thing).



I think I will enjoy very much listening to the talk from your link. Thanks for sharing.

Life is challenging(but I guess that is why we are here - evolution!).

Here's to humanity😉🥂



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@doddleoddle

I looooove everything about this

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Its a war cry whats not to love 💗

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@youprobablyalreadyknow8947

“Suffocate me so my tears can be rain. I will water the ground where I stand so the flowers can grow back again” is the most beautiful lyric I’ve EVER heard.

@mushroomgirl7444

ugh me too shes a artist in every way!

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@jokuko

heartbreaking.

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