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P.M. Dawn Lyrics


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I know, we'll scream in pain
Nothing lasts forever
We are at middle of no where
Fly in the crimson air

光に灼かれて 曇った瞳
そびえ立つ塔に 囚われたままで
痛む手で纏った 茨は絶やさぬ祈り
傷付き果てた時 叶う願いがある
Still stay 空を染め上げてく
運命さえも赦さない
Still higher 誇り高く 紅く
燃えて 揺れて crimson air

荒野へと続く 嘆きの丘に
始まりを示す 十字架を立てる
スペアのない鍵は
何処かに投げ捨てられて
後戻りの出来ない 真実を告げたい
Still stay 偽られた愛も
純粋さえも鮮やかに
Still shinin' 熱を従わせて
終える 消える crimson air
Still stay 空を染め上げてく
運命さえも赦さない
Still higher 誇り高く 紅く
燃えて 揺れて crimson air

I know, we'll scream in pain
Nothing lasts forever




We are at middle of no where
Fly in the crimson air ...

Overall Meaning

The song "Air" by P.M. Dawn mixes elements of hip-hop, rock and R&B, and explores themes of rebellion, drug culture, and street life. The opening lines of the song set the tone for a hard-edged, celebratory track, with the rapper announcing himself in bullish terms - M.O.P. is a reference to Brooklyn hip-hop duo M.O.P., known for their aggressive, high-energy style. The chorus encourages listeners to put their hands in the air and get with the hard-partying, carefree attitude of the song, as the singer talks about getting drunk, high and fired up.


The verses feature a number of references to drug culture, including puffing green (marijuana), "totin Bernie Macs" (guns), and being double-toasted. The lyrics also allude to violent confrontation and gang culture, with references to "split rounds" and a sense of being in control in club settings. The chorus hooks are catchy and repetitive, with calls to put middle fingers and index fingers in the air, while the beat is propulsive and full of energy, with a driving bassline and distorted guitars.


Overall, the song is a celebration of a particular type of hedonistic lifestyle, one that is all about partying hard, rebelling against authority, and letting off steam. The lyrics are deliberately provocative, with a sense of aggression and defiance running through the track, and the music is a mix of different styles that seamlessly blend together to create something original.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo! see'mon, see'mon
An enthusiastic greeting to the audience


It's the M, dot O, dot P, ohh!
Introducing the artist and main subject of the song (M.O.P)


M, dot O, dot P, ohh!
Repeating the main subject of the song


FIYAH! FIYAH!
An exclamation of excitement


Now, fill yo' cups up (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to fill their cups and raise them in the air


Lift yo' drinks up and (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to lift their drinks and raise them in the air


Get your hand dapped baby (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to give a high five and raise their hands in the air


I'm feelin like fuck the world, is you wit me?
Expressing a desire to rebel against societal norms and asking if the audience is on the same page


Middle fingers up! (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to flip off the world and raise their middle fingers in the air


Yeah, middle fingers up (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Repeating the previous encouragement to raise middle fingers in the air


Now, show me the hand you pop that thang with
Asking the audience to raise the hand they use to hold their drink


Index fingers up (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to raise their index fingers in the air


Bust down, bust any mic you hand to me
Confidently stating the ability to perform and kill any rap performance


I'm Fitzroy nigga (what) First Family
Identifying with the Fitzroy area of Jamaica, Queens known as First Family


Mo P's, guns mo' bigga
Having more properties and guns than before


B.K. up in this bitch, what nigga?
Identifying with Brooklyn and saying that's what's up


(STOMPDASHITOUTU!) Don't mess with I
Violently threatening anyone who messes with M.O.P


Just relax yourself pah, you don't want to
Cautioning the audience to calm down and not start a fight


Get your Mets hat twisted, gets fo-fifted
Threatening to shoot someone if they mess with the New York Mets


Hot blow poppin, get forklifted
Warning others that things are about to pop off and chaos will ensue


I was a fiend, you can ask my home team
Admitting to being previously addicted to drugs and other vices


Before I fell in love with the 'gnac, I puffed green
Saying that before becoming a connoisseur of cognac, weed was the drug of choice


Always focused and double toasted
Being drunk and stoned but still able to perform and stay alert


When the shit pop off in the club, we ownzed it
Claiming responsibility for making things happen in the club


So now, why'all niggaz get down (LAY DOWN)
Telling others to get on the ground, perhaps anticipating violence


And stay down (WE RIP POUNDS) and split rounds (OH!)
Declaring that M.O.P will keep them down, beat them up and shoot them


Spark it (M) dot (O) dot (P) dot
Encouraging others to light up and smoke weed, making an acronym with the artist's name


We rock, hip-hop, awkward, stompin
Claiming to rock at performing hip-hop music, even if the style is strange and not typical


Roll up your trees and (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to roll up and smoke more weed


Puff puff, pass (PUT IT IN THE AIR)
Encouraging the audience to share their weed with others


Fuck why'all, we rude, call dick, in the middle of Times Square
Disregarding any criticisms of the artist and claiming that they will always be rude and vulgar, even in the famous Times Square


Get down or lay down, bitch boy, this our year
Confronting those who don't support the artist, saying that it's their year to shine and others can either follow suit or get out of the way


Last summer we jammed, but this summer we hittin
Reflecting on previous success but saying that this summer they will achieve even greater things


Totin Bernie Macs for all why'all summabiches
Claiming to be carrying guns as a way to threaten others who oppose them


In the hood where it's ugly (it's ugly!)
Acknowledging that the neighborhood can be dangerous and violent


I'm sick with the pen, fuck it just call me Iceberg Charlie
Boasting about the ability to write well by making a metaphorical comparison to an iceberg and giving himself a nickname


The illest the realest Brownsvillest the shit'll never stop
Branding themselves as the best and most authentic in Brownsville, saying that their influence will never cease


It's (Brooklyn) home of the hot blocks
Paying homage to the Brooklyn neighborhood known for violence and crime


You can find me on the back block, e'rybody know me
Stating that they are well-known and respected in the neighborhood


I'm admired by the homey that's runnin the crack spot
Boasting that even drug dealers respect and admire them


I love to see the shorties with a little G in 'em
Enjoying seeing younger people emulate their style and swagger


It's like lookin in the mirror I see a little me in 'em
Saying that the younger generation is like a reflection of themselves


Stop buggin, the homey said dig him (I never dug him)
Telling others to stop exaggerating about someone they know, saying they never cared for that person


He disrespected this family long enough so I'll slug him
Stating that anyone who disrespects the artist's family deserves a physical punishment


(WARRIORZ!) We earn our respect (SHIT)
Claiming that the artist and others in their circle are real warriors who deserve respect


Cut through your projects with shiny objects (NOW)
Boasting about being able to move through the neighborhood, cutting through projects, with flashy possessions and wealth




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Written by: Inoue Akio

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Comments from YouTube:

@pmdawnwept

Strictly 4 the famz: https://bit.ly/fuckedmusic

@juniorfraser2832

Great group.Thanks Prince be and Eternal

@sammyhooligan803

Awesome, ♾️

@Machell

Love you too fearless 💗💗💗

@les907

One of my favorite songs on this released but not released album

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