Silk Road
POOR CONNECTION Lyrics


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Got the drum on me like ε€ͺιΌ“ yeah we shooting up
And I put it on my old bros know we going up
Tires spinning like a game show better buckle up
And I'll pop you in your torso you ain't tough enough
I don't care how much I blow
I just want to take it slow
And I'm shooting like a pro
Ashes coming down like snow

Imma die here I won't be alive for sure

We ain't talking street racing when I'm on the Silk Road
I've been being patient I'm waiting for the payload
I can keep a secret I won't be sharing all the source code

Rally B drifting whipping in a 4 door
Thoughts are racing through my head they sounding like nightcore
Dub bitch sent a pic she an eyesore
I keep all my drugs and cigs in the sock drawer

γŠγ‚‰ γŠγΎγ‚“γ“ みせて γγ‚Œ (ぼけ)
Your flesh is rotting away (away)




Watching your life decay (decay)
You are so useless to me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Silk Road" by Poor Connection tell a story of illegal activities, dangerous living, and eventual death. The first stanza reveals the singer's willingness to use violence to achieve his goals. He carries a "drum," presumably a gun, and is ready to shoot anyone who messes with him or his associates. He's also looking out for his "old bros," indicating a strong loyalty to his chosen family. The next line suggests that they're on the move, with "tires spinning like a game show," and that they're rapidly ascending in power.


The second stanza introduces a new element of the song: the Silk Road. This is a real-life online marketplace that was used to buy and sell illegal goods, primarily drugs, before being shut down by the authorities. The singer says that he's "being patient" and waiting for the "payload," which suggests that he's involved in a large-scale drug operation. He also emphasizes his discretion, saying that he "can keep a secret" and won't share any information about his suppliers or methods.


The third stanza adds more detail to the singer's lifestyle, describing street racing, drug use, and sexual encounters. He seems to enjoy the rush of adrenaline that comes with high-speed driving, and is also comfortable with a certain level of risk involved in his other activities. The final lines are cryptic and striking; the Japanese phrase "γŠγΎγ‚“γ“ みせて γγ‚Œ" is a vulgar request to see a woman's genitalia, while the English lines suggest decay and rot. Overall, "Silk Road" presents a vivid picture of a life lived on the edges of legality, full of excitement and danger.


Line by Line Meaning

Got the drum on me like ε€ͺιΌ“ yeah we shooting up
I have a firearm with me and I'm ready to use it for violent purposes


And I put it on my old bros know we going up
I've raised my status and level of success amongst my former associates


Tires spinning like a game show better buckle up
We're driving recklessly, be prepared for danger


And I'll pop you in your torso you ain't tough enough
I'll shoot you in the chest if you can't handle it


I don't care how much I blow
I don't care how much money I spend


I just want to take it slow
I want to enjoy my indulgences at my own pace


And I'm shooting like a pro
I'm an expert marksman with my firearm


Ashes coming down like snow
Smoke and debris is falling everywhere


Imma die here I won't be alive for sure
I'm willing to die for my lifestyle, I'm not afraid of death


We ain't talking street racing when I'm on the Silk Road
I'm not just talking about driving fast, I'm talking about illegal activity


I've been being patient I'm waiting for the payload
I'm waiting for a large shipment of illegal goods to arrive


I can keep a secret I won't be sharing all the source code
I know how to stay silent and not reveal my sources or methods


Rally B drifting whipping in a 4 door
I'm driving recklessly in a four-door car, possibly in a race or chase


Thoughts are racing through my head they sounding like nightcore
My mind is racing and my thoughts are intense and fast-paced


Dub bitch sent a pic she an eyesore
Someone sent me an unattractive picture


I keep all my drugs and cigs in the sock drawer
I hide my illegal substances and cigarettes in an unconventional location


γŠγ‚‰ γŠγΎγ‚“γ“ みせて γγ‚Œ (ぼけ)
An inappropriate and vulgar request for a woman to expose herself


Your flesh is rotting away (away)
Your body is decaying and deteriorating


Watching your life decay (decay)
Witnessing your downfall and destruction


You are so useless to me
You have no value or worth to me




Writer(s): Cole Dalla-zanna

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