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Red Alert Lyrics


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Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn
Hot damn! Hot damn hoe, here we go again
Suckers steal a beat, when you know they can't win
You stole the beat, are you havin fun?
Now me and the Aud's gonna show you how it's done
You are what I label as a, nerver plucker
You're pluckin my nerves, you MC sucka
I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn
That I am like a stop, and my word is Bond
Like James, killin everybody in sight
The code's three-six, the name is Lyte
After this jam, I really don't give a damn
'Cause I'ma run and tell your whole damn clan
That you're a

"Beat biter! Dope style taker!
Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!"
(repeat 2X)

Hit me why don'tcha, hit me why don'tcha?
Milk's bodyguard, is my bodyguard too
You want to get hurt, well this is what you do
You put your left foot up, and then your right foot next
Follow instructions, don't lose the context
Thirty days a month your mood is rude
We know the cause of your bloody attitude

"Beat biter! Dope style taker!
Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!"
(repeat 2X)

Your style is smooth, even for a cheatin mic
You shoulda won applause as a Rakim sound-alike
Here's a Milkbone, a sign of recognition
Don't turn away, I think you should listen close
Don't boast, you said you wasn't braggin
You fuckin liar, you're chasin a chuckwagon
The only way you learn you have to be taught
That if a beat is not for sale, then it can't be bought
When you leave the mic, you claim it's smokin
Unlike Rakim, you are a Joke
And I think you oughta stop, before you gets in too deep
Cause with a sister like Lyte, yo I don't sleep

"Beat biter! Dope style taker!
Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!"
(repeat 2X)

When I'm in a jam, with my homegirl Jill
My cousin Trey across the room with a posse to kill
So I step in the middle, shake it just a little
Wait for some female to step up and pop junk
Give my cousin a cue, treat the girl like a punk
Now I'm not tryin to say that I'm into static
But yo if you cause it, yup, we gotta have it
'Cause I ain't goin out like a sucker no way
So I sit around the way for you to make my day
We can go for the hands, better yet for the words
'Cause you'll be ignored, and at the same time, I'll be heard
Throughout the city, the town and the country
The beat is funky, my rhyme is spunky
There is no delayin in the rhyme I'm sayin
Neither are the flaws of what my DJ is playin
So SIT BACK Jack, and listen to this
It's 10% Dis..
'Cause I'm just about ready to fly this fist
Against your lips!
But I'll wait for the day or night that you approach
And I'ma serve then burn ya like a piece of, toast!
Pop you in the microwave to watch your head bubble
Your skin just crumble, a battle's no trouble
Get my homegirls Dohni and Kiki to get stupid
This thing called hip-hop, Lyte is rulin it
I hate to laugh in your face, but you're funny
Your beat, your rhymin, your timin, all crummy
On the topic of rappin, I should write a pamphlet
Better yet a booklet..
Your rap is weak homegirl
And it's definitely crooked!
Others write your rhymes, while I write my own
I don't create a character, when I'm on the microphone
I am myself, no games to be played
No script to be written, no scene to be made
I am the director, as far as you are concerned
You don't believe me, then you'll have to learn
This ain't as hard as MC Lyte can get
And matter of fact, you ain't seen nothin yet!
So never let me step into a party hardy
Talk to some people and then hear from somebody
'You want to battle?' cause you know where I am
You don't want to come in the 90's and see me at a jam
When a, mic is handy, ten feet away
I stretch my arm like elastic, head like a magnetic
Set assure, you know I don't play
When it comes down to it, the nitty gritty
For a sucker like you I feel a whole lot of pity

"Beat biter! Dope style taker!




Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!"
(repeat 2X)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Red Alert's song X are a passionate call-out to an unnamed rapper who has been accused of stealing beats and styles. The lyrics are full of sarcastic lines such as "Suckers steal a beat, when you know they can't win" and "Your style is smooth, even for a cheatin mic." The rapper is labelled as a "beat biter" and a "dope style taker" which shows the frustration and anger towards those who plagiarize instead of creating their own unique sound. The song goes on to warn the accuser that "with a sister like Lyte, yo I don't sleep," emphasizing that the rapper has made an enemy in the industry. The song is full of confident and bold statements, such as "I am myself, no games to be played" which shows the strength of MC Lyte's voice and her refusal to conform to other people's expectations.


Overall, the lyrics to Red Alert's song X are a powerful message against plagiarism and the appropriation of beats and styles in rap music. The lyrics show the importance of authenticity and staying true to oneself, rather than taking shortcuts to success. The message of the song is still relevant today, as cultural appropriation and the theft of marginalized art forms continue to be ongoing issues within the music industry.



Line by Line Meaning

Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn
Expressing excitement and enthusiasm.


Hot damn! Hot damn hoe, here we go again
Acknowledging the recurring situation of encountering fake artists.


Suckers steal a beat, when you know they can't win
Highlighting the desperation of fake artists who resort to copying others' work.


You stole the beat, are you havin fun?
Questioning the satisfaction derived from stealing someone else's beat.


Now me and the Aud's gonna show you how it's done
Confidently stating the intention to demonstrate superior skills.


You are what I label as a, never plucker
Referring to the fake artist as someone who constantly irritates and annoys.


You're pluckin my nerves, you MC sucka
Emphasizing the irritation caused by the fake MC's actions.


I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn
Expressing the need to inform and caution the fake artist.


That I am like a stop, and my word is Bond
Asserting authority and credibility as a respected figure in the industry.


Like James, killin everybody in sight
Drawing a comparison to James Bond, implying the ability to defeat any opponent.


The code's three-six, the name is Lyte
Indicating a personal code or philosophy and introducing the artist's name.


After this jam, I really don't give a damn
Conveying indifference towards the fake artist and their actions.


'Cause I'ma run and tell your whole damn clan
Intending to expose the fake artist to their entire group or community.


That you're a beat biter! Dope style taker!
Accusing the fake artist of stealing beats and imitating others' styles.


Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!
Directly confronting the fake artist and exposing their lack of authenticity.


Hit me why don'tcha, hit me why don'tcha?
Challenging the fake artist to engage in a battle or confrontation.


Milk's bodyguard, is my bodyguard too
Asserting a close association or alliance with Milk, possibly another artist or figure.


You want to get hurt, well this is what you do
Warning the fake artist about the consequences they may face.


You put your left foot up, and then your right foot next
Offering instructions or guidance on how to approach the situation.


Follow instructions, don't lose the context
Emphasizing the importance of paying attention and understanding the situation.


Thirty days a month your mood is rude
Highlighting the consistently negative attitude of the fake artist.


We know the cause of your bloody attitude
Acknowledging the source or reason behind the fake artist's unpleasant demeanor.


Your style is smooth, even for a cheatin mic
Admitting that the fake artist possesses some skill, despite their lack of authenticity.


You shoulda won applause as a Rakim sound-alike
Recognizing the fake artist's attempt to imitate Rakim, a respected artist.


Here's a Milkbone, a sign of recognition
Offering a token of acknowledgement or respect, possibly referring to Milk.


Don't turn away, I think you should listen close
Urging the fake artist to pay attention and take in the message being conveyed.


Don't boast, you said you wasn't braggin
Warning against the fake artist's tendency to make false claims or boast.


You fuckin liar, you're chasin a chuckwagon
Calling out the fake artist's deceitful nature and pursuit of superficial fame.


The only way you learn you have to be taught
Implying that the fake artist lacks genuine knowledge and needs guidance.


That if a beat is not for sale, then it can't be bought
Stating the obvious fact that authenticity cannot be bought or imitated.


When you leave the mic, you claim it's smokin
Mocking the fake artist's attempt to create a powerful and captivating performance.


Unlike Rakim, you are a Joke
Comparing the fake artist unfavorably to Rakim, emphasizing their lack of credibility.


And I think you oughta stop, before you gets in too deep
Advising the fake artist to cease their deceptive actions before facing serious consequences.


Cause with a sister like Lyte, yo I don't sleep
Highlighting the artist's alertness and readiness to confront and expose fake artists.


When I'm in a jam, with my homegirl Jill
Referring to a specific situation or scenario involving the artist and her friend Jill.


My cousin Trey across the room with a posse to kill
Describing the presence of the artist's cousin Trey and his group, possibly indicating a sense of protection and support.


So I step in the middle, shake it just a little
Taking a central role and adding some excitement to the situation.


Wait for some female to step up and pop junk
Anticipating the confrontational attitude of another woman and preparing to respond.


Give my cousin a cue, treat the girl like a punk
Signaling to her cousin Trey to handle the situation aggressively, diminishing the other woman's status.


Now I'm not tryin to say that I'm into static
Clarifying that the artist does not actively seek or encourage conflict.


But yo if you cause it, yup, we gotta have it
Explaining that if someone instigates a conflict, the artist and her cousin will respond accordingly.


'Cause I ain't goin out like a sucker no way
Asserting the artist's refusal to be taken advantage of or humiliated.


So I sit around the way for you to make my day
Waiting for an opportunity to assert her dominance and confront the fake artist.


We can go for the hands, better yet for the words
Offering options for confrontation either physically or through verbal sparring.


'Cause you'll be ignored, and at the same time, I'll be heard
Promising to dismiss the fake artist while simultaneously asserting her own presence and influence.


Throughout the city, the town and the country
Asserting influence and recognition on a broad scale.


The beat is funky, my rhyme is spunky
Describing the infectious and lively nature of the artist's music and lyrics.


There is no delayin in the rhyme I'm sayin
Emphasizing the artist's precise and immediate delivery of her message.


Neither are the flaws of what my DJ is playin
Acknowledging that even the DJ's imperfections are not a hindrance to the overall performance.


So SIT BACK Jack, and listen to this
Indicating that the recipient should relax and pay attention to what follows.


It's 10% Dis..
Referring to the upcoming content as a diss track or a confrontational response.


'Cause I'm just about ready to fly this fist
Signifying the artist's readiness to use physical force if needed.


Against your lips!
Threatening physical harm or violence towards the fake artist.


But I'll wait for the day or night that you approach
Expressing a willingness to confront the fake artist, awaiting their approach.


And I'ma serve then burn ya like a piece of toast!
Promising to verbally attack and humiliate the fake artist, comparing the experience to burning a piece of toast.


Pop you in the microwave to watch your head bubble
Using vivid imagery to depict the severe consequences of engaging in a battle with the artist.


Your skin just crumble, a battle's no trouble
Portraying the fake artist's vulnerability and inability to handle a confrontation.


Get my homegirls Dohni and Kiki to get stupid
Referring to her friends Dohni and Kiki, possibly highlighting their support and involvement in the conflict.


This thing called hip-hop, Lyte is rulin it
Declaring dominance and authority within the hip-hop genre.


I hate to laugh in your face, but you're funny
Acknowledging the fake artist's unintentional humor or lack of credibility.


Your beat, your rhymin, your timin, all crummy
Criticizing the fake artist's inferior beat selection, flow, and sense of rhythm.


On the topic of rappin, I should write a pamphlet
Suggesting expertise and knowledge on the subject of rapping.


Better yet a booklet..
Hinting at the possibility of creating a comprehensive guide or manual.


Your rap is weak homegirl
Asserting that the fake artist's rap skills are lacking and subpar.


And it's definitely crooked!
Accusing the fake artist of being dishonest or deceitful in their presentation.


Others write your rhymes, while I write my own
Highlighting the artist's authenticity by confirming that she personally writes her own lyrics.


I don't create a character, when I'm on the microphone
Asserting that the artist's identity and persona are genuine, not fabricated.


I am myself, no games to be played
Emphasizing the artist's sincerity and refusal to engage in deceptive tactics.


No script to be written, no scene to be made
Reinforcing the notion that the artist's performances are spontaneous and authentic, free from premeditated acts.


I am the director, as far as you are concerned
Positioning herself as the one in control and having authority over her own artistic expression.


You don't believe me, then you'll have to learn
Challenging the fake artist to experience the consequences and realities for themselves.


This ain't as hard as MC Lyte can get
Asserting that the artist is capable of delivering even more powerful and intense performances.


And matter of fact, you ain't seen nothin yet!
Promising that the fake artist has not witnessed the full extent of her talent and capabilities.


So never let me step into a party hardy
Warning against underestimating the artist's ability to dominate and excel in any party or social gathering.


Talk to some people and then hear from somebody
Predicting the spread of rumors and stories about the artist's prowess.


'You want to battle?' cause you know where I am
Anticipating challenges and confrontations from others due to her reputation and availability.


You don't want to come in the 90's and see me at a jam
Warning against facing the artist's skills and dominance during the 1990s period of hip-hop.


When a, mic is handy, ten feet away
Referring to her ability to immediately seize the opportunity to perform when a microphone is nearby.


I stretch my arm like elastic, head like a magnetic
Using figurative language to illustrate the artist's physical reach and her ability to attract attention or interest.


Set assure, you know I don't play
Underscoring the artist's seriousness and commitment to her craft, establishing her reputation as a formidable opponent.


When it comes down to it, the nitty gritty
Referring to the essential and intense aspects of a battle or confrontation.


For a sucker like you I feel a whole lot of pity
Expressing sympathy for the fake artist, recognizing their inadequacy and lack of genuine talent.


"Beat biter! Dope style taker!
Repeating the accusation of stealing beats and imitating others' styles.


Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!"
Boldly confronting the fake artist and asserting their lack of authenticity.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: KIRK ROBINSON, LANA MICHELLE MOORER, NAT ROBINSON, ROY HAMMOND

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Damn this hits harder than the great depression

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TvMan

Dude this slaps harder than a german officer

OuterOil

But doesn’t slap harder than a Russian officer. Or does it????

Don't ask :D

это связь, которую я люблю и всегда хотел услышать - this is the connection i love and always wanted to hear

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