MOB
O.G. 3rd Degree Lyrics
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We gon get it muhfucka
Get your money lil n*gga
Growing up in Southside
I ain’t never been a sucka
I was bucking at them n*ggaz
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
I rep Colli so hard
I should’ve been the mascot
I got the fiends on line
Like laptops
Spit bars that remind them
Of the crack rocks
Click clack
That’s the sound when the gat cock
We stacking
No throwing up gang signs
Bentley’s got a drive
Like Kobe on baseline
Fuck Em if they hating
N*gga let the bread stack
4.5 let off 6
I call it headcrack
If you ain’t know before
Now you know the Don spit
I’m running with them hawks
Like Josh Smith
Like a bakery
You know we getting dough
I never cuff a hoe, why
That’s a double O
Fuck who you are
N*gga who with you
Fill you up with lead
Like a number 2 pencil
Smoking like a chimney
Holla at your fucking Don
Blowing like proximities
They calling me the fucking bomb
When the money coming in
We gon get it muhfucka
Get your money lil n*gga
Growing up in Southside
I ain’t never been a sucka
I was bucking at them n*ggaz
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
You n*ggas starving
And you looking for a fucking meal
I’m just tryna get a fucking deal
And I ain’t worried how another n*gga feel
Get a n*gga killed like that
Cuz I got stacks
That’s the art of war scrap
And if I ain’t home
Leave that money under the door mat
And if I bang it on you don’t call back
Where ya balls at
You a bit too close
You need to fall back
For $15 you’ll get your skull cracked
Real rap
I know y’all could feel that
Been there did that
I could get your baby moms
Grandkids kidnapped
All he heard was *bang*
Now he don’t know where his wig at
No black on black violence though
Show me where the pigs at
Man I should chill yo
I think I over did that
521 ain’t gon like it when he hear dat
I’m from a town
Where it’s way too weird at
Hustling is the thing
But the music is our dreams
When the money coming in
We gon get it muhfucka
Get your money lil n*gga
Growing up in Southside
I ain’t never been a sucka
I was bucking at them n*ggaz
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
Tell a n*gga pop off
Time to knuckle up
I shot his top off why
Cuz I change my mind
I ain’t have time to fuck him up
Had to make a drop off
So my n*ggaz buckle up
Got a white hoe driving
So the cops don’t fuck with us
It’s sad to say
But I deal with racism everyday
That’s why I play the parkway
Yo what the streets say
Call up Mob
I can get your ass anything
But a job
I ain’t your fucking mom
Shit right place and right time
I’ll fuck your mom
I’ll pop a pill
Fuck her till she squeal
Probably chill
Wait until her daughter come
And see how them tits feel
Then I’ll dip
When the money coming in
We gon get it muhfucka
Get your money lil n*gga
Growing up in Southside
I ain’t never been a sucka
I was bucking at them n*ggaz
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
Then pop off
My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
In O.G. 3rd Degree's song MOB, the lyrics refer to the biblical story of Judas and Thomas' doubting of Jesus. He starts by acknowledging that he is just like Judas and Thomas, two figures from the Bible who betrayed and doubted Jesus. He speaks of kissing Jesus' face while driving the nail through his hand, a reference to Judas betraying Jesus with a kiss. The lyric portrays him recognizing his sinful nature, and feeling unworthy of Jesus.
The following lines illustrate his internal conflict and struggle with belief in Jesus. He claims he won't believe until he feels the hole in his hands, just like Thomas who didn't believe until he saw the nail holes in Jesus' hands after the resurrection. The lyrics reveal a vulnerability and a deep desire to know God's mind, asking "My God, I see not what You see, My God, what do You see in me?" Finally, He acknowledges Jesus as "The Lamb of God" who is "worthy" of our worship despite our sinful nature.
The lyrics also carry a message of the power of sin and the need for redemption. The reference to the mob yelling "Crucify!" embodies the collective guilt and sin that transcends Judas and Thomas' personal betrayal, echoing the universal human tendency to sin. The line "My sin yells louder than any mouth" emphasizes the all-consuming power of sin, which can easily overpower one's ability to see God's love and accept redemption.
Line by Line Meaning
I know I'm just another Judas, kiss Your face
I understand that I'm betraying You like Judas Iscariot, kissing You knowing that I am driving nails through Your hands.
While I drive the nail through Your hand
I acknowledge that I am driving nails through Your hands as a form of punishment and torture.
I know I'm just another Thomas, won't believe
Until I feel the hole in Your hands
I realize that I am like Thomas, wanting proof of Your identity by touching Your wounds before I have faith in You.
Then I will say, my God, I see not what You see
At that moment, I would say, "God, I don't understand Your plans and visions."
My God, what do You see in me?
I would question, "God, why do You still seek me although I'm unworthy?"
My God, crowned in glory
I recognize God as the ultimate ruler who is honored and admirable.
The Lamb of God is worthy
The sacrifice made by Jesus Christ is deserving of glory and praise.
My sin yells, ";Crucify!"; Louder than the mob that day
My own wrongdoing screams, "Put Him to death!" louder than the group of people who demanded for it that day.
My sin yells, ";Crucify!"; louder than any mouth.
My wickedness is much louder than the words spoken by any being.
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Written by: KADEEM JAMAL MCLEAN
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