Kiss My Ass
P.O.R.N.COPS Lyrics
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D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
Ohh, shit, let's go
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
Aiyyo, this that shit that make niggaz wanna rep they clique
Grab their gun an' diss niggaz to their dick
Buck somethin', go somewhere an' fuck somethin'
Like that frontin' nigga bitch, make her suck somethin'
Wild out, D-Block shirt inside out
Hoodie on with the all black Belushis on
Niggaz yappin' 'til they muh'fuckin' face is torn
Tongue is gone, three-piece suits is worn
Hit y'all fagot ass niggaz that's scared to death
Talk shit, when I'm around, y'all hold y'all breath
I make murder music, my shit bang in the city
But they want me to chill since Janet showed titty
It's too much violence now since Ja ruined 50
I don't know no other way but to rap gritty
Fuck that, baby, when I'm rich
Until then where the fuck is my thugs at up in this bitch? Let's go
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
Whattup, nigga? You cut up, nigga
Shoot shit to lift the truck up, nigga
D-Block, D-Block howl like a wolf
Tell your mom I throw a child off the roof
Give a basshead a hundred dollars to towel off the Coupe
Style on niggaz; beat somethin' down
We gon' pile on niggaz, wild on niggaz
La da da, da da da
That's a lullaby for you
Better ask your man, he ready to die for you?
We comin' through, tearin' the block up
We ain't gettin' locked up, that mean we even shootin' the cops up
Whattup? Yeah nigga, two mo' times
Whattup, whattup? Now we in the New York rhyme
Better kiss that ass goodbye, when I'm passin' by
With plastic nines to blast your eyes, right, what, nigga?
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
Aiyyo, I talk shit how I wanna talk, bop how I wanna walk
An' you can tell that nigga dere is from New York
An' I still got my South niggaz ready to squeeze
I don't need cake to see me with a couple of G's
An' I don't need a loan, muh'fucker, I'm grown
Had a thirty eight before I had a phone
I stuck niggaz up before y'all lil' niggaz started to bone
This that Sheek Louch shit, y'all niggaz tryin' to clone
Let's be real, the average muh'fucker with a deal
Probably never had a fight, no guns, none of that
Niggaz know I'm right, I say goodnight to my son
Give my baby moms a lil' cake
An' my moms a lil' somethin' 'fore I go on the run
Before pussy niggaz try their hand
I'll kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I ain't 'Making The Band'
What y'all coward niggaz don't understand? Yeah
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
You can kiss your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
La da da, da da da
You can kiss your ass goodbye
The song, "Kiss My Ass" by P.O.R.N.COPS is a classic gangsta rap track from the early 2000s. The song opens with the chorus, "You can kiss your ass goodbye," which seems to be a warning to anyone who might mess with the D-Block crew. The lyrics that follow are full of violent threats and boasts of sexual conquests, all delivered with a menacing sneer that lets the listener know that P.O.R.N.COPS is not to be messed with.
The first verse of the song sets the tone for what's to come. P.O.R.N.COPS spits rhymes about how his music makes people want to "rep their clique" and "grab their gun" to "diss niggaz to their dick." He goes on to talk about "wilding out," wearing a hoodie and black boots, and beating up people who talk too much. He also makes a reference to Janet Jackson's infamous "wardrobe malfunction" at the Super Bowl, suggesting that people want him to "chill" because of the backlash she faced.
The second verse is less focused on violence and more about P.O.R.N.COPS's mastery of the rap game. He talks about how he talks shit how he wants and walks how he wants, and that he doesn't need to be rich to have power on the streets. He also takes a swipe at other rappers, suggesting that they try to copy his style but always come up short. Overall, the song is a statement of power and defiance, a declaration that the D-Block crew is not to be messed with.
Line by Line Meaning
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
We are the D-Block crew, and we're about to deliver a hard-hitting song
You can kiss your ass goodbye
You are in trouble and there's no way out
Aiyyo, this that shit that make niggaz wanna rep they clique
Our music is so good that it makes people want to represent their own crew
Grab their gun an' diss niggaz to their dick
People get so fired up by our music that they want to insult others in a vulgar way
Buck somethin', go somewhere an' fuck somethin'
We encourage our listeners to engage in reckless behavior like shooting and having casual sex
Like that frontin' nigga bitch, make her suck somethin'
We promote misogynistic and disrespectful behavior towards women
Wild out, D-Block shirt inside out
We want people to go crazy and represent our crew in an extreme manner
Hoodie on with the all black Belushis on
We dress in a particular way to show our affiliation with D-Block
Niggaz yappin' 'til they muh'fuckin' face is torn
We don't tolerate people who talk shit, and we're not afraid to fight to defend ourselves
Tongue is gone, three-piece suits is worn
We're so tough that we can silence people and outdress them at the same time
Hit y'all fagot ass niggaz that's scared to death
We target people who are afraid and use homophobic slurs to insult them
Talk shit, when I'm around, y'all hold y'all breath
People know not to mess with us when we're around because we're so intimidating
I make murder music, my shit bang in the city
Our music is violent and popular among those who live in tough urban environments
But they want me to chill since Janet showed titty
Society is hypocritical because it promotes sexual content by women but wants us to tone down our violent lyrics
It's too much violence now since Ja ruined 50
We blame other rappers for the violence in society and use them as a scapegoat
I don't know no other way but to rap gritty
Our style is raw and unapologetic because that's all we know and we won't change
Fuck that, baby, when I'm rich
We don't care about conforming to society's expectations of success and will continue to be ourselves
Until then where the fuck is my thugs at up in this bitch? Let's go
We call for our loyal followers to join us and be ready to take action when needed
Whattup, nigga? You cut up, nigga
We greet our fellow gang members and acknowledge their toughness
Shoot shit to lift the truck up, nigga
We encourage people to use guns to show off their strength and power
D-Block, D-Block howl like a wolf
We compare ourselves to wolves, known for their aggression and dominance
Tell your mom I throw a child off the roof
We make horrific threats of violence to show how ruthless we are
Give a basshead a hundred dollars to towel off the Coupe
We don't discriminate and will use anyone, even drug addicts, to do our bidding
Style on niggaz; beat somethin' down
We use violence and intimidation to show that we're better than others
We gon' pile on niggaz, wild on niggaz
We enjoy ganging up on people and causing chaos
That's a lullaby for you
We use violence as a way to soothe ourselves and our crew
Better ask your man, he ready to die for you?
We question the loyalty of our rivals and their associates, suggesting that they might not be willing to die for their cause
We comin' through, tearin' the block up
We will cause destruction and mayhem wherever we go
We ain't gettin' locked up, that mean we even shootin' the cops up
We are willing to engage in illegal activity, including violence against police officers, without fear of punishment
Whattup? Yeah nigga, two mo' times
We continue to greet our crew members with enthusiasm and energy
Whattup, whattup? Now we in the New York rhyme
We remind people that we are from New York and that our music represents our city
Better kiss that ass goodbye, when I'm passin' by
People should be afraid of us when we're around because we're capable of anything
With plastic nines to blast your eyes, right, what, nigga?
We use guns to cause harm and send a message to our rivals
Aiyyo, I talk shit how I wanna talk, bop how I wanna walk
We don't care how people perceive us and will act and speak however we want
An' you can tell that nigga dere is from New York
Our New York accent and attitude is a defining characteristic that sets us apart from others
An' I still got my South niggaz ready to squeeze
We have allies from different regions who are also willing to use violence on our behalf
I don't need cake to see me with a couple of G's
We don't need money to appear successful because our reputation and crew membership is enough
An' I don't need a loan, muh'fucker, I'm grown
We don't borrow money and take care of ourselves because we're independent adults
Had a thirty eight before I had a phone
We've been tough from a young age and have been exposed to guns and violence early on
I stuck niggaz up before y'all lil' niggaz started to bone
We've been involved in criminal activity before it became popular among younger people
This that Sheek Louch shit, y'all niggaz tryin' to clone
Our style is unique to Sheek Louch and cannot be replicated by others
Let's be real, the average muh'fucker with a deal
Most rappers who are successful aren't as tough or authentic as we are
Probably never had a fight, no guns, none of that
Most rappers who are successful aren't actually tough and haven't been exposed to violence or guns
Niggaz know I'm right, I say goodnight to my son
We know that we're right about our toughness and also prioritize our family life
Give my baby moms a lil' cake
We take care of our family and provide for them financially
An' my moms a lil' somethin' 'fore I go on the run
We also take care of our mothers and give them money before we engage in potentially dangerous activity
Before pussy niggaz try their hand
We know that our rivals are weak and will try to take advantage of us, but we're ready to protect ourselves and fight back
I'll kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
We will use force to enter a situation and assert our dominance
An' I ain't 'Making The Band'
We don't need anyone to create a band for us - we're already a powerful crew
What y'all coward niggaz don't understand? Yeah
Our rivals are scared and don't realize how tough and powerful we are
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