Deeper
Roc Marciano Lyrics


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Smoke shit, daddy what you know about it?
Pimp shit, what you know about it?
So what you know about it?
Eight ball corner pocket, my hustle: can't knock it
The game shopping catastrophic, I'm after the profit
Pull a salad out the stockin', it's poppin'
I popped in the cherry blossom
Rocked the lockman in the cockpit
You frontin' like you hot shit
Shake out, dress understated at the steakhouse
Spaced out, deep in the game I pray I make it out
Two bitches naked on the couch, crouch
Go Porsche, I'm a clotheshorse
Your boss thrown in the trough
The blows soft, throw salt on pork
You're done, prick him with the fork
Dip him in the sauce, linen cloth
Lay on the king, blesses to my offspring
Sip the water from the spring, it ain't a thing
Pattern leather ski mask,
My feet pass a G and a half
Pull out the fast European cab, crab
I'm basically a jeweler
You tryna fool a consumer
Cubic zirconia,
I copped the gold in Mongolia
Spoke harmonies at the podium
My bitch like Ginger in Casino
Pink tuxedo, show machismo
Clean your clock, soft toe Reebok
Peacock move like a robot, stove top
Ride laver
Cock the hammer, sixteen in the clip one in the chamber
Show up footed, the Porsche dashboard's wooden
Motherfuckers bite the bullet
The six forty seats is like puddin'
It's the position I was put in
My bitch arch her back, I slid the wood in
Can I kill it, funkadelic George Clinton
Keep it pimpin' more convincin', without the tension
Many mansion, Mr. Belvedere Benson
Honey dip lit up a Winston, not to mention
Expenses to prints is pretentious, no pretend shit
Tennis kicks, tinted lenses




My thirst for the chips is tremendous
It's never endin', it's a win-win

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Roc Marciano’s song "Deeper" describe a life of luxury and excess, with the rapper boasting about his wealth, status and power. The first verse is about the drug trade, with Roc Marciano talking about smoking and selling drugs. The second verse is about his lavish lifestyle, with Roc Marciano describing his wealth, fine dining experiences, and sexual encounters with multiple women. The third verse is more violent, with Roc Marciano talking about his gun and his willingness to use it. Throughout the song, Roc Marciano presents himself as a player in a dangerous game, a world of drugs, money and violence.


The themes of Roc Marciano's "Deeper" have been explored in other songs before. The drug trade, the pursuit of wealth, and the use of violence are common themes in rap music. However, Roc Marciano's approach to these themes is unique. Unlike many other rappers, he doesn't glorify these activities or brag about them. Instead, he presents them as a part of his reality, something that he has to do in order to survive in a harsh world. Roc Marciano's lyrics are complex and nuanced, and they require careful listening and interpretation to fully appreciate.


One interesting feature of "Deeper" is Roc Marciano's use of wordplay and imagery. He often refers to luxury brands and high-end products, but he also uses metaphor and symbolism to describe his life. For example, he compares himself to a jeweler, and he uses the imagery of a Porsche to describe his life of luxury. Roc Marciano's choice of words and his use of imagery make "Deeper" a rich and rewarding song to analyze and dissect.


Line by Line Meaning

Smoke shit, daddy what you know about it?
Do you even have any experience with drugs?


Pimp shit, what you know about it?
Do you have an understanding of the pimping lifestyle?


So what you know about it?
Are you in any position to understand what I'm talking about?


Eight ball corner pocket, my hustle: can't knock it
I run a successful drug operation that involves playing pool.


The game shopping catastrophic, I'm after the profit
There are extreme consequences involved with drug dealing, but I am only focused on making money.


Pull a salad out the stockin', it's poppin'
I successfully hide drugs in my socks and have immediate access to them.


I popped in the cherry blossom
I had sex with a Japanese woman.


Rocked the lockman in the cockpit
I robbed someone in a plane's cockpit.


You frontin' like you hot shit
You're pretending to be someone important when you're not.


Shake out, dress understated at the steakhouse
I dress simply while at a fancy restaurant.


Spaced out, deep in the game I pray I make it out
I'm lost in the world of drug dealing and only hope to survive.


Two bitches naked on the couch, crouch
Two women are naked and in a submissive position on my couch.


Go Porsche, I'm a clotheshorse
I have expensive taste, as evidenced by my Porsche ownership.


Your boss thrown in the trough
Your employer is dead.


The blows soft, throw salt on pork
I don't use violence unless I have to, but I will cause harm.


You're done, prick him with the fork
You're finished and I'm going to hurt you.


Dip him in the sauce, linen cloth
I'm going to torture you in a brutal way.


Lay on the king, blesses to my offspring
My children will benefit from my wealth and power.


Sip the water from the spring, it ain't a thing
I have access to luxurious things without much effort.


Pattern leather ski mask
I wear a stylish ski mask.


My feet pass a G and a half
My shoes are worth $1500.


Pull out the fast European cab, crab
I leave quickly in a fast European car.


I'm basically a jeweler
I have expensive jewelry and can evaluate its worth.


You tryna fool a consumer
You're attempting to sell fake jewelry to me, assuming I'm ignorant.


Cubic zirconia
Fake jewelry that I won't accept.


I copped the gold in Mongolia
I purchased real gold from Mongolia.


Spoke harmonies at the podium
I spoke eloquently during a speech or presentation.


My bitch like Ginger in Casino
My female companion resembles a character from a movie.


Pink tuxedo, show machismo
I have a light-colored suit, exuding confidence and masculinity.


Clean your clock, soft toe Reebok
I'm about to win a fight without exerting much effort.


Peacock move like a robot, stove top
I'm showing off, but also going through the motions of cooking something.


Ride laver
I'm driving a high-end car.


Cock the hammer, sixteen in the clip one in the chamber
I have a gun and am ready to use it.


Show up footed, the Porsche dashboard's wooden
I arrive in style, showcasing my wooden Porsche dashboard.


Motherfuckers bite the bullet
People suffer the consequences of their actions.


The six forty seats is like puddin'
The seats in my car are incredibly comfortable.


It's the position I was put in
I have no choice but to do what I'm doing, due to my circumstances.


My bitch arch her back, I slid the wood in
My female companion bent over and I had sex with her.


Can I kill it, funkadelic George Clinton
Can I do well, like the musician George Clinton?


Keep it pimpin' more convincin', without the tension
I successfully maintain a pimp lifestyle, without dramas or issues.


Many mansion, Mr. Belvedere Benson
I have many luxurious homes and staff like the character Mr. Belvedere Benson.


Honey dip lit up a Winston, not to mention
My female friend is smoking a Winston cigarette, but it's not the only thing she's doing.


Expenses to prints is pretentious, no pretend shit
I spend money in a high-end manner, without being fake.


Tennis kicks, tinted lenses
I wear expensive tennis shoes and sunglasses.


My thirst for the chips is tremendous
I have an insatiable desire for wealth.


It's never endin', it's a win-win
The money-making game never stops and I always come out ahead.




Writer(s): R. Meyer

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getlowrgetlower

How did rap ever get away from this sound, bars like this, quality like this smh

HRDRZ

Atlanta

Unxpekted

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Yeehee

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Hugo Arruda

I always wonder how can people sleep on Roc Marciano. This dude is a beast!

Bobby Anderson

A lot haven't heard him. They too busy pumping that wack ish to the masses

Miles Prower

+Hugo Arruda dos Santos It's all personal preference tbh. I like the dude, though I know why people can be turned off him as a rapper (the topic matter and style). He's very similar to Freddie Gibbs (in that people love him or hate him).

patrick mikell

"expenses, the prince is pretentious, no pretend shit, tennis kicks tinted lenses,my thirst for the chips is tremendous, it's never ending, it's a win win.." the god is lyrical af!! Keep doing you bruh

Tuv

He copped the coat in Mongolia & spoke harmonius at the podium. 

Mneshcorebar __007

and hold the sodium

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