Mortal Kombat
PIVOT Gang Lyrics
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I can't fit your task in my calendar
She stay on my line like interceptin' the tower
Yeah, niggas hate to know me 'cause my power
Yeah they were nappin' on me, they were sleep, no paralys'
Yeah, and I'm from Chicago, not no Chi-raq
But I respect that, because you know we from the violence
Yeah, just took a new lease on an apartment
Came with a vision and it's manifestin', yeah
Gang in this bitch like I'm gettin' blessed in, yeah
Raisin' a fist like a first place win
We cuttin' up, might need a first aid kid
Been workin' since I made my first playlist
Detergent keep it clean, the maid workin'
And turtle like, came out the shell like
"Shit got my name in your mouth, why don't you tell my dick"
Man, I'm still that kid, this where real shit lives
Got the password to it, like I steal Netflix, mm
Michael Keaton in the stu', call me Beetlejuice
You can't do this shit alone, you gon' need a crew
I can't fit your task in my schedule
She stay tryna call me, or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be with her girls, not no fellas
And they can get whoever they want 'cause they fearless
Yeah, she might make her last man jealous
She so rebellious, I stole her from him like Elvis
Yeah, I been on the grind, Rodney Mullen
I want a million, I want it all, me so selfish
Give 'em the eggplant like Courage the Cowardly
Her name sound like Amy Winehouse, singing Valerie
I don't know if my grandparents ever be proud of me
Droppin' f-bombs like a guest on Howard Stern
Since NSYNC broke up, I figured it's our turn
Gonna hit it from the back, like I fucked up a power turn
You havin' sex, better bring a hat like Kung Lao
You fun house, steady throwin' shade like sundials
Can we go thriftin'? That shit crackin' in the six
Make sure my print flickin' when they snappin' all my pics
Why shoot my shot? I could be battin' for the fence
Like Sammy Sosa, I know that I blacked in my past
Got this shit covered like a cast on my ass
I feel like T.I. when he got crack on the dash
Comfortable, chillin', like a scary movie villain
'Bout to make two grand when my streams hit a million
I can't fit your task in my schedule
She stay tryna call me, or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be with her girls, not no fellas
And they can get whoever they want 'cause they fearless
Yeah, she might make her last man jealous
She so rebellious, I stole her from him like Elvis
Yeah, I been on the grind, Rodney Mullen
I want a million, I want it all, me so selfish
See, my words leave burns to the third degree
So watch what you sayin', how you speakin' to me
I was a groovy mother-funker by the age of three
Waitin' for the mother ship to shine it's beam on me
But in the meantime, I'll just chill with the humans
Where they love to live in chaos and buy into confusion
Everywhere I go I seem to feel like a shoobie
Probably jump to my death the way I jump to conclusions
Excuse me? Are you talkin' to me?
'Cause my name ain't (ay) and my time ain't free
Yeah, I know you wanna fuck, but you ain't qualified
One look into my eyes might leave you terrified
Take a peek inside your soul and see what's on your mind
It's very clear cut, there ain't no blurred lines
You a punk bitch, you a small fry
Your worst nightmare, I'm happenin' in real time, nigga
I can't fit your task in my schedule
She stay tryna call me, or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be with her girls, not no fellas
And they can get whoever they want 'cause they fearless
Yeah, she might make her last man jealous
She so rebellious, I stole her from him like Elvis
Yeah, I been on the grind, Rodney Mullen
I want a million, I want it all, me so selfish
The lyrics of PIVOT Gang's "Mortal Kombat" are a clever combination of wordplay and pop culture references as the members of the group boast about their power and success. The opening lines emphasize the singer's busy schedule and the attention they receive, likening it to intercepting a tower. The singer acknowledges that others may hate on their success due to their influence, but doesn't let that deter them. As a Chicago native, the singer reflects on their city's violence and acknowledges that although they don't necessarily align themselves with the "Chi-raq" label, they understand where it comes from. The singer then speaks on their new living conditions, indicating that although the apartment may not be luxurious, they still treat it with the respect it deserves.
Throughout the song, the singer continues to boast about their success and ambition, claiming that they've worked hard since the beginning and expect to get everything they want. They also describe their prowess in romantic relationships, particularly with women who are unafraid and confident in their own right. The singer also mentions their love of pop culture, referencing NSYNC, Kung Lao, and Sammy Sosa, further highlighting their eclectic interests. As the song progresses, the singer's verses become more intense and aggressive, ultimately culminating in a declaration of their power and the fear they instill in others.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah
Agreement, affirmation
I can't fit your task in my calendar
I don't have enough time for your request
She stay on my line like interceptin' the tower
She keeps calling or messaging me
Yeah, niggas hate to know me 'cause my power
People dislike me because of my influence
Yeah they were nappin' on me, they were sleep, no paralys'
People weren't paying attention to me before
Yeah, and I'm from Chicago, not no Chi-raq
I'm from Chicago, but I respect the violence there
But I respect that, because you know we from the violence
I respect the violence in Chicago because it's a part of our identity
Yeah, just took a new lease on an apartment
I just moved into a new apartment
It's kinda humble, but I treat that bitch like it's my palace
My apartment may be simple, but I treat it with respect
Came with a vision and it's manifestin', yeah
I came with a plan and it's becoming reality
Gang in this bitch like I'm gettin' blessed in, yeah
My crew is here and it feels like we're receiving blessings
Raisin' a fist like a first place win
Raising my fist in victory
We cuttin' up, might need a first aid kid
We're having fun and need medical attention
Been workin' since I made my first playlist
I've been working hard since I made my first mixtape
Detergent keep it clean, the maid workin'
I keep things clean with laundry detergent and a house cleaner
And turtle like, came out the shell like
I came out of my comfort zone slowly and cautiously
"Shit got my name in your mouth, why don't you tell my dick"
Someone is talking about me behind my back, but not to my face
Man, I'm still that kid, this where real shit lives
I'm still young and experiencing real things
Got the password to it, like I steal Netflix, mm
I have access to something like I'm stealing someone's Netflix account
Michael Keaton in the stu', call me Beetlejuice
I feel like Michael Keaton's character in the studio, call me Beetlejuice
You can't do this shit alone, you gon' need a crew
You can't succeed on your own, you need a team
See, my words leave burns to the third degree
My words have a powerful impact
So watch what you sayin', how you speakin' to me
Be careful how you talk to me
I was a groovy mother-funker by the age of three
I was cool and ahead of my time from a young age
Waitin' for the mother ship to shine it's beam on me
I'm waiting for a supernatural force to help me
Everywhere I go I seem to feel like a shoobie
I always feel like an outsider wherever I go
Probably jump to my death the way I jump to conclusions
I often make assumptions without knowing the full story
Excuse me? Are you talkin' to me?
Can you repeat that? Are you addressing me?
'Cause my name ain't (ay) and my time ain't free
My name isn't 'ay' and my time is valuable
Yeah, I know you wanna fuck, but you ain't qualified
You want to have sex with me, but you're not worthy
One look into my eyes might leave you terrified
My gaze is intense and could make you scared
Take a peek inside your soul and see what's on your mind
Look within yourself to see what you're truly thinking
It's very clear cut, there ain't no blurred lines
There's no confusion, the answer is clear
You a punk bitch, you a small fry
You're weak and insignificant
Your worst nightmare, I'm happenin' in real time, nigga
I'm your biggest fear and I'm right in front of you
Give 'em the eggplant like Courage the Cowardly
Give them the eggplant emoji to represent a penis
Her name sound like Amy Winehouse, singing Valerie
Her name has a similar sound to Amy Winehouse singing 'Valerie'
I don't know if my grandparents ever be proud of me
I'm not sure if my grandparents would ever be proud of me
Droppin' f-bombs like a guest on Howard Stern
I'm cursing heavily like a guest on Howard Stern's show
Since NSYNC broke up, I figured it's our turn
Since NSYNC disbanded, it's our time to shine
Gonna hit it from the back, like I fucked up a power turn
I'm going to have sex from behind like I made a mistake during a power turn
You havin' sex, better bring a hat like Kung Lao
You need to wear a condom like Kung Lao's hat
You fun house, steady throwin' shade like sundials
You're shady like a house of mirrors and a sundial's shadow
Can we go thriftin'? That shit crackin' in the six
Let's go second-hand shopping, it's fun in our neighborhood
Make sure my print flickin' when they snappin' all my pics
Make sure my penis is visible in photos
Why shoot my shot? I could be battin' for the fence
Why take small risks when I could aim high for big rewards?
Like Sammy Sosa, I know that I blacked in my past
Like Sammy Sosa, I know I've darkened my skin in the past
Got this shit covered like a cast on my ass
I have everything under control like a cast on my ass
I feel like T.I. when he got crack on the dash
I feel like T.I. when he had drugs in his car
Comfortable, chillin', like a scary movie villain
I'm relaxed and comfortable like a villain in a horror movie
'Bout to make two grand when my streams hit a million
I'm going to earn $2,000 when my music reaches a million streams
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Dylan Frank, Jerrel Chandler, Kari Johnson, Tahj Chandler
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@atribecalledclaire
Joseph’s dancing kills me everytime
@HerrTaschenbier
Can you say me his artist name? :)
@gamunyamakura7898
@@HerrTaschenbier Joseph chilliams
@savagegusto349
Same straight face an all i was rolling
@jrthe2nd494
He dance like them heroin addicts outside the club
@IllDawgable
He dances like a in-the-closet dad.
@dropdedgothish
"Joseph's dancing" ft pivot gang
@Trasiqk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7zhFzvbjsI&feature=youtu.be
@dropdedgothish
@@Trasiqk spicy
@nobopsnobozos8530
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