Snappin & Trappin
OutKast/Killer Mike Lyrics
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Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up
I oughta duct tape your infant daughter
Show y'all soldier ass niggaz
I'm murder city's Sargeant Slaughter
Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber
I betcha I'll drill your heifer like Black & Decker
This pussy wrecker and white water couldn't get it wetter
I give a fuck, suede bucks and Coogi sweaters
What's up? Whatever sable fur to lamb leather
I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather
And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em
Nigga know I, FedEx my shit, overnight express my shit
Deliver my hits quick, who next on my shit list
Banana niggaz need to split
Quit fucking with this thorough Atlanta click
This here is Slum Lordz we make your terrific shit tragic
My pen and pixel make violence more graphic
I take raw coke, cook it crack, saran wrap it
One muthafuckin' verse and it's already a classic(x2)
Killer Mike nigga!
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it drop
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin' off the top
A nigga don't stop for squares or octagons prepare
I'm not the one you scared, the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop
Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I'm only poppin tweeters
And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up
I'mma eat up anybody who tests this, I'm blessed wit'
Super human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kin
Gone be the first one like some Mexicans to buck
Nigga you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you's in church
And I'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin'
The preacher preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin'
You're not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box
And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life
Your brother fuckin' your damn wife
You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate
It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate
It's too late, 'cause you hate
Punk pussy ass bitch, game over, who want some?!
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch
Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick
Attempted murder dick, for ways I choke chicks
Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus
Killer Mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazy
Ol' girl might yell rape G, you might as well give her a throat baby
Goop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the ground
Now you doing the Dirty South, know what I'm talkin' about
Big Boi, my mentor, hear what you hollering about
But fuck that, I'm looking for love all in her mouth
Need her to gobble up jism, like school lunches
Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches
Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus
You wanna approach us, buzzards and vultures
We two of the dopest mic controllers
Stack big bank, honey folders
Even wit' rollers, I'm trying to told ya
Even loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks
Of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lapels
Leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind's expanding
Readily rappin' and snappin', snappin' and trappin'
That's just what's happening
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
A whey you want come dis
When you know you nuh fit
You better move you bombo
Before me start trip
Nuff a them a talk OutKast
Nuff a them a trip
Nuff a them come in like a bitch
Whey wear slip
A J-Sweet me name an' me already Chris
A OutKast me spar wid
So boy nuh try dis
If you dis boy shot knaw go miss
Gun shot a go teck you just like fits
Boy hear me song an' thought a remix
Brand new tune platinum hits
We nah gon' run and switch like no bitch
OutKast, J-Sweet, Killer Mike
These lyrics from Outkast's song "Snappin & Trappin" are a representation of the rap culture of the 2000s. It is an aggressive and violent rap that focuses on murder and drug-dealing. The underlying theme of the song is that the rapper is the best in the game, and he is not afraid to take on anyone.
The first few lines of the lyrics describe the rapper's skills, which are seen as superior to other rappers. He then goes on to threaten violence against anyone who crosses him. He also boasts about his sexual prowess and his ability to manipulate women.
The second verse is more violent and aggressive than the first. It is about the rapper's ability to intimidate and kill his enemies. He also boasts about his sexual prowess again, bragging about how he can "choke chicks" and "spit it in her eye."
Overall, "Snappin & Trappin" is typical of the gangster rap genre, which focuses on violence, drugs, and sexual conquest. It is a reflection of the rap culture of the early 2000s and is an interesting example of this genre.
Line by Line Meaning
Our shit don't mix like llao and lukewarm water
Our relationship or collaboration is not compatible or successful, like mixing two things that don't go well together
Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up
If you want to improve or succeed, you need to increase the intensity or effort, like adding heat to cause a reaction
I oughta duct tape your infant daughter
I should restrain or harm your young child as a form of punishment or retaliation
Show y'all soldier ass niggaz
I will prove my dominance and superiority over you and your group
I'm murder city's Sargeant Slaughter
I am the ruthless and authoritative figure in the city known for violence and destruction
Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber
I will inflict more harm or damage than a barber cutting hair, emphasizing my ability to cause harm
I betcha I'll drill your heifer like Black & Decker
I am confident that I can engage in sexual activity with your female partner, comparing myself to a power tool
This pussy wrecker and white water couldn't get it wetter
Even intense sexual activity and strong alcoholic drinks wouldn't make it more pleasurable or arousing
I'm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddar
I am certain that I will cause severe damage or harm to her, leaving her in a vulnerable state
I give a fuck, suede bucks and Coogi sweaters
I don't care about material possessions like expensive shoes and designer clothing
What's up? Whatever sable fur to lamb leather
I am indifferent to the type of fur, from luxurious sable to regular lamb, showing my disregard for expensive fashion
I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather
I have experienced everything in the dangerous environment of drug dealing, wearing hats suitable for cold temperatures
And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em
I have a reputation for delivering serious and intimidating messages, often involving violence, while wearing crisp and neatly folded jeans
Nigga know I, FedEx my shit, overnight express my shit
I am known for delivering my work quickly and efficiently, like using the expedited services of FedEx
Deliver my hits quick, who next on my shit list
I release my successful music or projects rapidly, and I am constantly seeking new targets or enemies
Banana niggaz need to split
Incompetent individuals or weak people should separate themselves from my presence or influence
Quit fucking with this thorough Atlanta click
Stop messing around with our powerful and respected group from Atlanta, which has a reputation for being thorough and legitimate
This here is Slum Lordz we make your terrific shit tragic
We, the Slum Lordz, have the ability to transform something impressive or excellent into something disastrous or miserable
My pen and pixel make violence more graphic
The way I write or depict violence intensifies its impact and makes it more vivid or explicit
I take raw coke, cook it crack, saran wrap it
I am involved in the process of converting raw cocaine into crack cocaine and packaging it securely
One muthafuckin' verse and it's already a classic(x2)
My lyrics and performance are so exceptional that even a single verse is considered a timeless masterpiece
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
Stop giving me a hostile or threatening gaze as if you desire conflict
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
The competition or struggle has reached its conclusion, and I'm asking you, k.b., to give up or surrender
Just quit the contemplating cause
Stop hesitating or thinking about it, because there is no point
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
I will physically fight or harm you, specifically targeting your mouth
My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it drop
My Cadillac car has powerful and booming audio equipment, and you can hear the bass or music prominently
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin' off the top
The sound or vibration of the car's bass is like the movement of cereal jumping or bouncing in a bowl
A nigga don't stop for squares or octagons prepare
I, as a person, don't halt or hesitate for anyone or any shape, suggesting my determination and fearlessness
I'm not the one you scared, the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop
I am not the person you should fear or be intimidated by, as I have established myself and built my power like the Piccolo Pimp
Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I'm only poppin tweeters
You may dance or show off for insignificant rewards or attention, but I am only focused on targeting and attacking weak individuals
And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up
Speakers and scared or weak people are trembling or panicking in fear because of my intimidating presence
I'mma eat up anybody who tests this, I'm blessed wit'
I will dominate or defeat anyone who challenges me, and I have been favored or gifted with extraordinary abilities
Super human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kin
I possess extraordinary abilities or strength, like being able to penetrate or pierce your chest, suggesting that I am the next superior or influential figure
Gone be the first one like some Mexicans to buck
I will be the first to take action or initiate conflict, comparing myself to Mexicans who are known for their bravery or willingness to fight
Nigga you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you's in church
You are trapped or helpless like a truck in muddy soil, unable to move, and you are in a desperate situation
And I'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin'
I am the authoritative figure or leader, delivering a sermon or message while you are confused or making mistakes
The preacher preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin'
The preacher is actively spreading their message, making an effort to connect, educate, and communicate, existing and living through speech and breathing
You're not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box
You are no longer alive or active, and now you are deceased and lying in a decorative casket
And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life
The pastor is only mentioning the positive or flattering aspects of your life during the funeral ceremony
Your brother fuckin' your damn wife
Your own brother is engaging in sexual activity with your wife, highlighting a betrayal and scandal
You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate
You are searching for the entrance to heaven, represented as pearly white gates, but you come to the realization of your unfortunate destiny
It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate
It is too late to change your fate, because you have harbored intense anger or animosity
Punk pussy ass bitch, game over, who want some?!
You are a weak and cowardly individual, and the game or struggle is finished, challenging anyone who desires conflict
Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch
I prefer my marijuana cigars to be rolled with a generous amount of marijuana, just like I prefer my sexual partner to have substantial attributes or qualities
Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick
She licks the marijuana cigar before smoking it, similar to how she engages in oral sex with me
Attempted murder dick, for ways I choke chicks
My sexual performance is so intense and pleasurable that it metaphorically feels like a near-fatal experience for the women I engage with
Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus
I ejaculate onto her eye, causing discomfort or distraction, making it difficult for her to see clearly or concentrate
Killer Mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazy
Killer Mike is going to relax or become less intense, but the situation is still going to become more chaotic or unpredictable
Ol' girl might yell rape G, you might as well give her a throat baby
The woman might falsely accuse me of rape, so I might as well engage in consensual oral sex with her
Goop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the ground
I will satisfy her sexually by going above and beyond, providing her with exceptional pleasure, but without causing discomfort or harm
Now you doing the Dirty South, know what I'm talkin' about
Now you are engaging in the intense and gritty lifestyle of the Southern United States, understanding the context or nature of my statement
Big Boi, my mentor, hear what you hollering about
Big Boi, who is a guiding influence or teacher for me, understands and agrees with what I am proclaiming or expressing
But fuck that, I'm looking for love all in her mouth
I am focused on sexual gratification or satisfaction, seeking pleasure specifically through oral sex
Need her to gobble up jism, like school lunches
I want her to consume or swallow my semen, similar to how students eat their school-provided lunches
Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches
I desire her to withstand or endure intense sexual activity and actively participate and engage
Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus
We, as a collective, are similar to a large group of locusts, causing destruction or chaos, without relying on tricks, spells, or deception
You wanna approach us, buzzards and vultures
If you want to confront or challenge us, you are resembling vultures or scavengers, preying on weakness or failure
We two of the dopest mic controllers
We are two of the most talented and skilled individuals when it comes to handling microphones and delivering performances
Stack big bank, honey folders
We accumulate and save a significant amount of money, like stacks of large bills, as well as attract attractive women
Even wit' rollers, I'm trying to told ya
Despite having curly hair or being in a position of authority, I am attempting to communicate or convey a message to you
Even loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks
Even when it comes to loving, luxurious, and attractive women, I am able to create memorable experiences or achievements
Of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lapels
I leave noticeable or distinctive marks or traces, represented by the color combination of green and yellow, on your clothing accessories like lip gloss on lavender-colored lapels
Leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind's expanding
I am often in an intoxicated state, keeping myself drunk or high, while my mind continues to grow or evolve
Readily rappin' and snappin', snappin' and trappin'
I am always ready to deliver or perform rap music, and I am constantly producing provocative or impressive content
That's just what's happening
That is the current reality or situation
A whey you want come dis
Why do you want to confront or challenge me?
When you know you nuh fit
You are aware that you are not suitable or capable
You better move you bombo
You should relocate or remove yourself from this situation
Before me start trip
Before I become angry or aggressive
Nuff a them a talk OutKast
Many individuals are discussing or mentioning the group OutKast
Nuff a them a trip
Many of them are making mistakes or acting foolishly
Nuff a them come in like a bitch
Many of them are behaving or appearing weak or submissive
Whey wear slip
Wearing clothing or accessories that make them look unskilled or uncool
A J-Sweet me name an' me already Chris
I am known as J-Sweet, and I am already respected and successful
A OutKast me spar wid
I am associated or collaborating with OutKast, indicating my affiliation with a renowned and influential group
So boy nuh try dis
So boy, don't attempt to challenge or confront me
If you dis boy shot knaw go miss
If you challenge or disrespect me, you will be shot and won't be able to escape or avoid it
Gun shot a go teck you just like fits
Gunshots will hit you, causing you pain or harm, just like an episode of seizures
Boy hear me song an' thought a remix
When the boy hears my song, he misunderstands or misinterprets it as a remix
Brand new tune platinum hits
I am constantly releasing new, successful songs that become platinum hits
We nah gon' run and switch like no bitch
We will not run or change our position like cowards, demonstrating our bravery and steadfastness
OutKast, J-Sweet, Killer Mike
The individuals involved in this song are OutKast, J-Sweet, and Killer Mike
Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: ANDRE BENJAMIN, ANTWAN PATTON, COREY ANDREWS, JOHN CLARKE, DAVID A. SHEATS, MICHAEL SANTIAGO RENDER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@whatarewedoinghere312
Killer Mike jumped off the porch on this one... 🔥🔥🔥
@theIneffableTale
One of the hardest beats i've ever heard.
@TriplomatX
And I heard the clean version first. That's all i heard was the instrumental cause Killer Mike was censored like a......
@UzairHMirza
thank J SWEET you should check him out a great pioneer of british rap (grime)
@remuspierre7573
Thank you
@remuspierre7573
Thanks good night sweet dreams
@johnathanjackson6258
I've been trying to figure out for years where the sample came from.
@andrewmurkowski3291
That alliteration " loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks Of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lapels Leaping lizards"
@KarmaInTheWater
forgot "living"
@realg1804
I can picture that in my head