50 Cent
P.I.M.P. Lyrics
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Why can't you be man enough (aha ha ha)
To tell me where your coming from (oh oh)
(yea where you at nigga?)
(load up nigga)
(who aha ha ha)
Yo, can't really figure this clown out
And I could let an LA gun hit 'em
But Grape Street already told me you pay 'em to run wit' 'em (?)
I could let a New York knife poke 'em
With 1 of my throw aliways but I don't wanna see no cops smoke 'em
Uh somebody tell Pa we ridin' (we ridin')
And get read to auction of the car he die in (Ebay)
Whenever we bump heads, since you like havin' people witchu
Getchu a hospital with bunk beds (ha ha ha)
Without Dr.Dre you would just make slow jams
Come up outta that witness protection program ?
Hov don't really respect you, get in ya place
If Big was alive he'da probably spit in ya face
Nas been doin' just fine without you (esco)
And pac probably woulda made an album about you (yea)
So I guess that just leaves me here to get rid of you
And Rakim an 'em they don't even consider you (uh uh)
Em know you ain't got nothin' for jada (nothin')
And I know he appreciates all the money you made 'em
It's two thousand and 5 nobody fights fair (uh uh)
I just know an instrumentals ya worse nightmare
But you tough and you bad too bad you mad (yea)
Probably been in ya own hood more than you have (ok)
Yea you sold more records than me
But in the streets you gon' always be second to me
We was damn near feelin' you (uh huh)
Even though ya careers is based on somebody damn near killin' you
Shit you be doin' ain't even considered rappin' to us (nah)
This is probably the best thing to happen to us
The best wanksta, internet gangsta, magazine mobster
Shit on ya whole roster (uh)
Get ready to say hail mary's and our fathers
Get out ya black suits and hard bottoms
Haha and don't worry I got 'em
He ain't a problem child just a child with a problem (D-Block ahaha)
(aha ha)
Why can't you be man enough (we love it nigga)
To tell me where your coming from (lets go)
(0-5)(SP)
D-Block don't think it nigga (D-Block)
Take a piss in ya formula 50, drink it nigga
Get shot out the reeboks nigga
Got shot and ain't shoot nothin' back, yous a biatch nigga (yous a bitch)
If I woulda got shot on grandmas stoop
I'd woulda aired somebody grandma duke, right? (ha)
In the streets they say "50 who shot ya?"
Named 3 niggas soon as he came out the doctor (you told 'em)(come on)
And you far from a gangsta nigga
You was talkin' bout yaself when you made wanksta nigga (haha)
Listen, why work out cock guns on the D-V-D (why)
Run around with cops from homicide and T-N-T? (cops)
Nigga you can suck my dick
Come around without cops shits on you gon' get touched quick (you get touched)
'cause I was at the vibe when it jumped off, put 50 grand up
You pussy you ain't even lift a hand up (you didn't do shit)
Ya man stabbed somethin', police grabbed somethin'
But besides that I ain't see nobody man up?
Shit what the plot is about? (what?)
'cause you know that you don't need a dentist to get shot in the mouth (uh uh)
And the hood hate ya shit but you hot in the south
It's the crackas that buy the album what's the plottin' about? (whats it about)
Many men make a wish but we ain't many men (uh uh)
So you gon' get death when we let them semis spit (what?)
[Chorus]
Why can't you be man enough
To tell me where your coming from
To tell me where your coming from
In this song, 50 Cent calls out someone who he believes is not being truthful about their origins and is putting on a tough front. He mentions that he can't figure out where this person is from, whether it's Jamaica, Queens, California or the South. He goes on to say that he could easily harm this person, but he chooses not to as he doesn't want to deal with the repercussions. 50 Cent then brings up how others in the rap industry, such as Jay-Z, Nas, and Rakim, do not respect this person and how they are not even considered a true rapper by some. He ends the song by saying that he and his crew are not afraid to take action against this person if necessary.
The lyrics in this song showcase both 50 Cent's confidence and his disdain for someone who he perceives as phony. The use of the term "man enough" throughout the song shows that 50 Cent believes that this person is not living up to the standards of true masculinity. He also implies that this person has not lived a life that is genuinely tough and therefore is putting on a false persona.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, can't really figure this clown out
I can't understand this person
Where is he from Jamaica, Queens, Cali or down south?
I don't know where this person is from
And I could let an LA gun hit 'em
I could let someone from LA shoot him
But Grape Street already told me you pay 'em to run wit' 'em
I heard that you pay people from Grape Street to defend you
I could let a New York knife poke 'em
I could let someone from New York stab him
With 1 of my throw aliways but I don't wanna see no cops smoke 'em
I could use one of my weapons, but I don't want the police to kill him
Uh somebody tell Pa we ridin'
Let Pa know we are getting ready to attack
And get read to auction of the car he die in (Ebay)
We will sell the car he died in on eBay
Whenever we bump heads, since you like havin' people witchu
Every time we meet, because you like having people with you
Getchu a hospital with bunk beds
You will need a hospital that has bunk beds
Without Dr.Dre you would just make slow jams
You wouldn't be successful without Dr. Dre
Come up outta that witness protection program ?
Leave the witness protection program if you're in it
Hov don't really respect you, get in ya place
Jay-Z doesn't respect you, stay in your place
If Big was alive he'da probably spit in ya face
If Notorious B.I.G. were alive, he would disrespect you
Nas been doin' just fine without you (esco)
Nas doesn't need you to be successful
And pac probably woulda made an album about you
Tupac would have made an album about you
So I guess that just leaves me here to get rid of you
I am going to take care of you
And Rakim an 'em they don't even consider you
Rakim and his crew don't even think about you
Em know you ain't got nothin' for jada (nothin')
Eminem knows you can't compare to Jadakiss
It's two thousand and 5 nobody fights fair (uh uh)
In 2005, no one follows the rules
I just know an instrumentals ya worse nightmare
You're terrible at freestyling
But you tough and you bad too bad you mad (yea)
You try to act tough, but you're just angry
Probably been in ya own hood more than you have
You don't spend much time in your own neighborhood
Yea you sold more records than me
You've sold more records than I have
But in the streets you gon' always be second to me
I'm still more respected in the streets than you
We was damn near feelin' you (uh huh)
We almost liked you
Even though ya careers is based on somebody damn near killin' you
Your career is based on someone almost killing you
Shit you be doin' ain't even considered rappin' to us (nah)
We don't think what you do is good rap
This is probably the best thing to happen to us
Your downfall is good for us
The best wanksta, internet gangsta, magazine mobster
You act tough on the internet and magazines, but you're not really gangster
Shit on ya whole roster (uh)
I'm better than everyone you've worked with
Get ready to say hail mary's and our fathers
Get ready to pray
Get out ya black suits and hard bottoms
Dress nicely
Haha and don't worry I got 'em
I'll take care of it
He ain't a problem child just a child with a problem (D-Block ahaha)
You're not a difficult person, you just have a problem (D-Block)
D-Block don't think it nigga (D-Block)
D-Block doesn't agree with you
Take a piss in ya formula 50, drink it nigga
I think your energy drink is bad, and I wouldn't even drink it if I had to piss first
Got shot and ain't shoot nothin' back, yous a biatch nigga (yous a bitch)
You were shot and didn't fight back, you're weak
If I woulda got shot on grandmas stoop
If I were shot on my grandmother's steps
I'd woulda aired somebody grandma duke, right? (ha)
I would have retaliated against someone's grandmother
In the streets they say '50 who shot ya?'
People ask who shot you in the streets
Named 3 niggas soon as he came out the doctor (you told 'em)(come on)
You immediately told them who shot you when you left the hospital
And you far from a gangsta nigga
You're not really a gangster
You was talkin' bout yaself when you made wanksta nigga (haha)
You were talking about yourself when you made the song 'Wanksta'
Listen, why work out cock guns on the D-V-D (why)
Why are you practicing with fake weapons on a DVD?
Run around with cops from homicide and T-N-T? (cops)
Why are you hanging out with cops from homicide and T-N-T?
Nigga you can suck my dick
You're not worth my time
Come around without cops shits on you gon' get touched quick (you get touched)
If you come around without cops, you'll be attacked soon
'cause I was at the vibe when it jumped off, put 50 grand up
I was at the Vibe when an incident occurred, and I put up $50,000
You pussy you ain't even lift a hand up (you didn't do shit)
You're a coward, you didn't do anything
Ya man stabbed somethin', police grabbed somethin'
Your associate stabbed someone, and the police took something from them
But besides that I ain't see nobody man up?
Besides that, nobody stood up and fought
Shit what the plot is about? (what?)
What's the plan?
'cause you know that you don't need a dentist to get shot in the mouth (uh uh)
You don't need to see a dentist to be shot in the mouth
And the hood hate ya shit but you hot in the south
People in the neighborhood don't like your music, but you're popular in the south
It's the crackas that buy the album what's the plottin' about? (whats it about)
White people buy your album, what's the strategy?
Many men make a wish but we ain't many men (uh uh)
A lot of people wish things, but not many take action
So you gon' get death when we let them semis spit (what?)
You'll be killed when we shoot at you
Why can't you be man enough
Why can't you be brave enough?
To tell me where your coming from
Be honest and tell me about yourself
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: PHILIP JAMES BAILEY, KAREEM BROWN, BRENCE SKINNER, CHARLES STEPNEY, MAURICE WHITE, VERDINE WHITE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@NageshNagshakti
The Anatomy of a Fall brought me back to this song.
@robertosoares2643
U know she did it dawg
@affanfadillah17
@@robertosoares2643 he was vibin too hard to the song and danced himself outta the window
@idrisskoumo6330
me too!
@mrs.medeiros7090
I’m literally watching it RIGHT NOW and paused it to come here and look up this important evidence 😂
@cheriedeurope
Same here
@affanfadillah17
WE FALLING OUT OF THE WINDOW WITH THIS ONE 🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥💯💯
@saidakhaitar8915
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@bilbopuggins
Anatomy of a fall brought me down here, too
@chanceForNotBeingRapper
seriously I thought it was some UK garage music because the beat is straight up humorous until the judge said it's Pimp Instrumental😅
I didn't recognize it because I listen to Candy Shop and in Da Club all day instead of this more famous track, and I only had listened to a Big Room House Dance Genre remix of Pimp which get rid of the magical harpoon-like instrument in the first 20 seconds, so I forgot how influential this track is