Michael Tyler went to Cohen High School in New Orleans. Later he would go on to be in the Army and serve as a Meal, Ready-to-Eat supply clerk assigned to a stateside support unit.
His debut album was Mystikal, released on the indie label Big Boy Records in 1995. He signed to Jive Records to release Mind of Mystikal in 1996. The album sold well, and he signed to Master P's No Limit Records for Unpredictable in 1997. The album sold well, and garnered him critical praise, though his real breakthrough was Let's Get Ready released in 2000, led by The Neptunes-produced hit "Shake Ya Ass," and the only slightly-less-successful single "Danger (Been So Long)," which featured rising pop star Nivea. It debuted at Number One on the Billboard 200, making it his only chart-topper to date.
One of his most recent releases was the 2001 album Tarantula, which contained the single, "Bouncin' Back (Bumpin' Me Against The Wall)". Though it presented Mystikal's typical and unique flow style, the song also saw a blending of jazz and swing elements with hip-hop. He was also featured on "Move Bitch" by Ludacris.
On January 16, 2004 Mystikal was sentenced to six years in prison after pleading guilty to forcing his hairstylist to perform sex acts. He also admitted to extortion. The rapper and two bodyguards forced the woman to perform oral sex after they accused her of stealing $80,000 in checks. Mystikal initinally denied the assault, but confessed after a videotape of the crime was found at his home. Bodyguards Leland "Pokie" Ellis and Vercy "V" Carter also pled guilty to sexual battery. Mystikal's 2006 parole hearing led to a denial of parole, specifically "1002186 SEXUAL BATTERY OF INFIRM" and "702127 EXTORTION."
He is currently incarcerated at the Elayn Hunt Correctional Center, which is just outside of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. His D.O.C. number is 00469659.
In August 2005, while incarcerated on the state sexual battery and extortion charges, Mystikal was charged federally with two misdemeanor counts of failing to file tax returns for 1998 and 1999. On January 12, 2006, he was convicted in federal court of the tax offenses, but was allowed to serve the one year federal sentence concurrent with his six year state sentence.
Mystikal was incarcerated at Louisiana's Elayn Hunt Correctional Center. On January 19, 2006, Mystikal was denied parole at a parole board hearing.
On January 11, 2007, Mystikal was released from custody on the federal misdemeanor tax convictions (as his one-year sentence had expired), but he remains in custody on the 6-year sentence for the Louisiana state felony convictions.
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Mystikal Lyrics
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Damn! I ain't never felt like this before
I ain't right! Fuck, this shit ain't right
I ain't right!
Shit ain't right
I'm throwed off, fuck, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm fucked up in the head but everytime I go on, bitch, ran my coat on
Bitch gonna take my clothes off, you niggas are crazy like road dogs
You can do what you wanna do and say what you wanna say
Just don't play with me
Go wit'cha flow go, just don't call me bitch, okay?
Back off, back off! Mind your business
Damn dog, didn't know you were ever gonna drop
Nigga, soon as I finish, I'm gonna make your motherfuckin'
Record Store look like it just got broke with a crowbar
I ain't gotta stand up in this bitch, take your hands on
Throwed off, throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
Niggas be testin' the street like dick-birds
Then they start day-dreamin', watch my tons and hit curbs, oops
Then I fuck my eyes and spit in my face, they got bad nerves
I smoke funny ain't lust and use bad words
But I'm in another revolution, motherfucker seem with his ass heard
If you ever in your car and you play my game, throw the password
'Cause it doesn't rest it's head with an exquisite hand
And they blast first
I can't stand my next door neighborhood, so I'm here to get a transfer
They won't stay over my grass fur, I ain't right
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed
Check this part out right here
Fe Fi Fo Fum, I smell a sticky nigga roll up one
Get back if you ain't got none
If you ain't about it, then nigga don't come
We tear this bitch up everytime we come through
Actin' stupid, bitch, you know what I do
Lookin' like I come from Artabozoo
Where the feeders gumbo and cross fetch too
I get down 'cause I come up around the checkin' line
Kell, stop that fuckin' track, I've lost my mind
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
Hickery-dickery-dock, get 'em, jump off my cock
Bitch, get out my face and whore stay out my pocket, that's right
Everytime I come in the kitchen, put two in the kitchen
Gettin' fat, eatin' all the fuckin' food up but ain't washin' the dishes
The fuck you mean, do I have somethin' else to drink?
You just got through emptyin' the jug out the hands, it's the same
That's it, gotta get the fuck out
Bitch about to scorch your hand to the door
Nigga, I don't play that shit, better ask somebody
Bitch, thought you know
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
The lyrics to Mystikal's song [untitled] express the singer's feelings of being in an altered state of mind and feeling disconnected from reality. He emphasizes this by repeating the phrase "I ain't right" throughout the song. This repetition suggests a sense of confusion and disorientation, as if he is grappling with his own mental state.
The line "I'm throwed off, fuck, I'm throwed off" further emphasizes the singer's feeling of being out of control and not in his right mind. The use of profanity intensifies the emotions and adds a rawness to the lyrics. It seems that the singer is acknowledging that something is not quite right with him, but he is unable to fully understand or articulate it.
The following lines touch on the singer's frustrations with others, particularly those who try to test him or interfere with his life. He asserts his boundaries and warns others to mind their own business. The imagery of making a record store look like it was "broke with a crowbar" suggests a violent and destructive response to anyone who crosses him. This shows a level of anger and unpredictability in the singer's mindset.
The singer also references his neighborhood and the struggles he faces living there. He expresses a desire to escape and find a new place to live, as he is dissatisfied with his current circumstances. The references to smoking, using bad words, and feeling misunderstood indicate that the singer may be using vices and rebellious behavior as coping mechanisms for his internal conflicts.
The final section of the lyrics introduces a confrontational tone, where the singer asserts his dominance and demands respect from others. He uses aggressive language and derogatory terms to assert his authority and establish his boundaries. The repetition of "I'm throwed off" reinforces the idea that the singer is operating on a different wavelength and may not be easily understood or reasoned with.
Overall, these lyrics convey a sense of inner turmoil, frustration, and disconnection from reality. They paint a picture of someone struggling with their own mental state and attempting to navigate through a sense of chaos and aggression in their surroundings.
Line by Line Meaning
Man! I ain't never felt like this before
Wow! I have never experienced this feeling before
Damn! I ain't never felt like this before
Wow! This feeling is completely new to me
I ain't right! Fuck, this shit ain't right
I am not mentally stable! This situation is completely messed up
I ain't right!
I am not in a good mental state
Shit ain't right
Things are not going well
I'm throwed off, fuck, I'm throwed off
I am completely disoriented, messed up, and confused
I'm throwed off, I'm throwed off
I am extremely disoriented and confused
I'm fucked up in the head but everytime I go on, bitch, ran my coat on
I am mentally disturbed, but every time I perform, I impress and dominate
Bitch gonna take my clothes off, you niggas are crazy like road dogs
A woman is going to undress me, you guys are wild and unpredictable like stray dogs
You can do what you wanna do and say what you wanna say
You have the freedom to act and speak as you wish
Just don't play with me
Just don't mess around with me
Go wit'cha flow go, just don't call me bitch, okay?
You can do what you want, just don't disrespect or insult me, alright?
Back off, back off! Mind your business
Stay away, mind your own affairs
Damn dog, didn't know you were ever gonna drop
Wow, I didn't expect you to release new music
Nigga, soon as I finish, I'm gonna make your motherfuckin'
As soon as I'm done, I will completely dominate your
Record Store look like it just got broke with a crowbar
Record store, making it look completely destroyed and damaged
I ain't gotta stand up in this bitch, take your hands on
I don't have to tolerate this situation, get your hands off me
Throwed off, throwed off
Confused and disoriented, completely messed up
Niggas be testin' the street like dick-birds
People are challenging the streets like foolish individuals
Then they start day-dreamin', watch my tons and hit curbs, oops
Then they get lost in their own thoughts, not paying attention and crashing into curbs
Then I fuck my eyes and spit in my face, they got bad nerves
Then they disrespect me and insult me directly, showing their cowardice
I smoke funny ain't lust and use bad words
I consume drugs that affect my mind and speak in vulgar language
But I'm in another revolution, motherfucker seem with his ass heard
However, I'm involved in a different movement, making those who oppose me scared
If you ever in your car and you play my game, throw the password
If you're driving and you listen to my music, feel the vibe
'Cause it doesn't rest its head with an exquisite hand
Because it doesn't sleep comfortably, it's always working hard
And they blast first
And they attack aggressively
I can't stand my next door neighborhood, so I'm here to get a transfer
I dislike my neighboring area so much that I want to move elsewhere
They won't stay over my grass fur, I ain't right
They won't step foot on my lawn because I am unpredictable and unstable
Fe Fi Fo Fum, I smell a sticky nigga roll up one
I sense the presence of someone smoking marijuana
Get back if you ain't got none
Move away if you don't have any
If you ain't about it, then nigga don't come
If you're not ready for it, then don't join us
We tear this bitch up everytime we come through
We cause chaos and disruption every time we arrive
Actin' stupid, bitch, you know what I do
Behaving foolishly, you already know what I am capable of
Lookin' like I come from Artabozoo
Appearing as if I come from a wild and exotic place
Where the feeders gumbo and cross fetch too
A place where unique and exciting foods are enjoyed and unexpected things happen
I get down 'cause I come up around the checkin' line
I get intense and aggressive because I am always in the forefront
Kell, stop that fuckin' track, I've lost my mind
Kell, stop the music, I am mentally unstable and overwhelmed
Hickery-dickery-dock, get 'em, jump off my cock
Invoking a nursery rhyme, expressing the need for someone to leave me alone
Bitch, get out my face and whore stay out my pocket, that's right
Woman, leave me alone and don't try to take advantage of me
Everytime I come in the kitchen, put two in the kitchen
Whenever I enter the kitchen, I bring intensity and energy
Gettin' fat, eatin' all the fuckin' food up but ain't washin' the dishes
Gaining weight, devouring all the food without taking responsibility for cleaning
The fuck you mean, do I have somethin' else to drink?
What do you mean, don't I have anything else to drink?
You just got through emptyin' the jug out the hands, it's the same
You just finished pouring out the contents of the container, it hasn't changed
That's it, gotta get the fuck out
That's it, I need to leave immediately
Bitch about to scorch your hand to the door
I am going to forcefully push you towards the exit
Nigga, I don't play that shit, better ask somebody
I don't tolerate that behavior, you should ask others about it
Bitch, thought you know
Hey, I thought you already knew
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CRAIG LAWSON, MICHAEL L. TYLER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@gregw3469
This one of the smoothest coldest beats of all time 😆
@alexw.2377
That stupid new astronaut song stole the beat. Makes me mad people think the astronaut song it's such a banger yet know nothing about Mystikal.
@michellehoward5040
Agreed!!
@glf9834
Yes it is also Foe the Love of Money have cold beats that artist have not used
@JazzyAmbitions
@@alexw.2377 A mouth full..... they gone learn!
@randallhood7308
FASHOOO
@PrettyNicky50
Man this guy goes hard...he's the epiphany of rap...should of made a song wit DMX!!!
@denatra7144
Yes!
@carelcole3781
Indeed 🙌🏾 that would have definitely been some 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
@useyourthirdeye9083
Yoooo. Imagine that.