“It’s satire. Satire is what Mark Twain did; you guys look him up. ‘Do Dope, Fuck Hope’ is what medicine companies are telling you every day...Don’t work out, don’t get healthy, don’t eat better. Just take a pill. Don’t de-stress, don’t do yoga. Just take a pill.“
Additionally, Mike believes smoking weed is better than just sitting around hoping for things to get better. In the fourth episode of the show 'Trigger Warning' with Killer Mike, Killer Mike explains that the origin of the phrase came from his childhood friend, Sleepy.
“Sleepy taught me it’s better to enjoy life on Earth rather than hold out for heaven. ‘Fuck hope, do dope’ were his exact words. A motto I’ve used throughout my life.“
DDFH
Run the Jewels Lyrics
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Drunk off their power and greed, they often hostile
My little homie talked shit back and they beat him bad
That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad
And I'm with his momma and dad we lookin' sad
My own mama called me said "Baby I'm just glad
They ain't put they hands on my child or kill his ass
Please don't rap about that shit 'fore they murder your black ass"
And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn"
Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin'
'Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shooken'
'Cause we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia
That they charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer
'Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff you doin' time
And even then you might get ten, word to Shyne
Do dope, fuck hope
Do dope, fuck hope
You don't wanna look into my big crystal balls, fuck the future
We'll moonwalk through flames with a brain on stupid
Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts roughly
Fluff your flat permanent, lump you up ruthless
Then laugh while you're humming the tune of bruised movements
That took a few too many tabs to prove lucid
(Everything compute?) Nah the truth is too tangled
And even a satellite sees at one angle
Burners radiate smoke 'till all's motionless
Hope? Nah, ha ha, slow down with the jokin' shit
So inappropriate, right behind your ears is a what?
Look, ta-dah! The sound of your hopelessness
I can feel it too, from the ground rising up in us
Right above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us
Make a sane man walk around with a blunderbuss
Peel another round, make a sound that is thunderous
Do dope, fuck hope
Do dope, fuck hope
Do dope, fuck hope
Do dope, fuck hope
In "DDFH" by Run the Jewels, El-P raps about the brutal violence and corruption perpetuated by police officers in impoverished neighborhoods. He recounts an incident where a young man, who had talked back to the police, was beaten so severely that he had to be hospitalized. El-P stresses the fear and paranoia that is rampant in these communities, explaining that they sometimes turn to drugs like sour to cope with the constant threat of violence. He also touches on the broken criminal justice system, where even having a top lawyer like Jigga or Puff is not enough to avoid doing time. The chorus of the song, "Do dope, fuck hope," illustrates a sense of desperation and gives the message that the current system has failed the people.
El-P then continues to criticize the idea of hope, stating that he would rather take drugs to numb himself than put his faith in the future. His lyrics describe the apathy and resignation that the people of the community feel towards their situation. He references the use of camouflage by the police and the violence they inflict. The imagery of burning radiated smoke in and above the clouds is used to convey a sense of despair and hopelessness. The senselessness of the violence is emphasized in the line where he talks about how it takes "a few too many tabs to prove lucid."
Overall, "DDFH" is a song that brilliantly and brutally illustrates the devastating impact that police brutality and corruption has on the marginalized communities.
Line by Line Meaning
Cops in the ghetto they move like the Gestapo
Police officers in low-income communities exhibit authoritarian behavior and brutality similar to that of the Nazi Gestapo
Drunk off their power and greed, they often hostile
These officers are often aggressive in exercising power and driven by self-interests, leading to brutal outcomes
My little homie talked shit back and they beat him bad
A police officer physically attacked a friend of the artist for engaging in verbal defiance
That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad
The artist's friend is hospitalized and in critical condition after being assaulted by a police officer
And I'm with his momma and dad we lookin' sad
The artist is with the victim's parents and they are all feeling despair over the situation
My own mama called me said "Baby I'm just glad
The artist's mother called to express her appreciation that he did not face the same brutal fate
They ain't put they hands on my child or kill his ass
The artist's mother is thankful that the police did not harm her son
Please don't rap about that shit 'fore they murder your black ass"
The artist's mother is concerned for his safety and warns him not to incite violence or police brutality through his music
It's drones over Brooklyn, you blink you could get tooken
Surveillance drones are hovering over Brooklyn, and one misstep can lead to swift apprehension by authorities
And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn"
The harsh reality of Brooklyn comes to light, and the true meaning of the district's nickname 'Crooklyn' becomes clear
Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin'
Police are present and visible but their intentions are dangerous and sinister
'Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shooken'
Children are exhausted of senseless killing and living in an environment of perpetual fear and are struggling to cope mentally
'Cause we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia
The community turns to substances to cope with mental stress brought on by their surrounding conditions
That they charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer
Access to legal representation is limited due to high costs, and the community faces discrimination in hiring Jewish attorneys
'Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff you doin' time
The justice system disproportionately punishes lower-income and nonfamous individuals
And even then you might get ten, word to Shyne
Even prominent individuals with wealth and influence (like Shyne) end up serving lengthy prison sentences for minor offenses
You don't wanna look into my big crystal balls, fuck the future
The future looks bleak and unworthy of optimism if current conditions don't change
We'll moonwalk through flames with a brain on stupid
The community will proceed with reckless abandon, ignoring potential danger and consequences
Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts roughly
Aggressors will emerge and cause physical harm to the artist or their associates
Fluff your flat permanent, lump you up ruthless
Victims will undergo severe physical abuse and will be brutalized without regard
Then laugh while you're humming the tune of bruised movements
Perpetrators will take delight in their victims' suffering and pain
That took a few too many tabs to prove lucid
The events of violence and brutality are traumatizing and difficult to rationalize upon reflection, even in hindsight
(Everything compute?) Nah the truth is too tangled
It is impossible to draw simple and straightforward conclusions from a situation as complex as police brutality and violence
And even a satellite sees at one angle
Even with advanced technology, we still lack a comprehensive view or understanding of police brutality and its resulting dynamics.
Burners radiate smoke 'till all's motionless
Situations grow increasingly volatile until they reach a point of complete stagnation and motionlessness
Hope? Nah, ha ha, slow down with the jokin' shit
Hope is in impossibly short supply, and the idea of it is laughable to those enduring cycles of violence and brutality
So inappropriate, right behind your ears is a what?
The environment is not suitable for conversation about less-serious topics or areas of interest
Look, ta-dah! The sound of your hopelessness
Audible proof of despair and hopelessness can be heard in the surroundings
I can feel it too, from the ground rising up in us
The despair is tangible and palpable enough that the artist can feel it in themselves and their surroundings
Right above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us
Even if a higher power exists, it is not intervening to mitigate the conditions of suffering that the community endures
Make a sane man walk around with a blunderbuss
The conditions are such that a seemingly rational individual might become so overwhelmed with violence and anger that they resort to violence themselves
Peel another round, make a sound that is thunderous
Retaliation and violence are the only options the community feels will bring them any sense of relief or justice
Do dope, fuck hope
The community sees drugs as a temporary escape from the realities of their surroundings and have given up all hope of the situation improving
Do dope, fuck hope
Repeating this phrase reiterates the root of the community's despair and dissatisfaction
Do dope, fuck hope
Repeating this phrase reiterates the root of the community's despair and dissatisfaction
Do dope, fuck hope
Repeating this phrase reiterates the root of the community's despair and dissatisfaction
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Jaime Meline, Michael Santigo Render
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@mason_mason
[Killer Mike:]
Cops in the ghetto they move like the Gestapo
Drunk off their power and greed, they often hostile
My little homie talked shit back and they beat him bad
That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad
And I'm with his mom and dad, we lookin' sad
My own mama called me, said "Baby, I'm just glad
They ain't put they hands on my child and kill his ass
Please don't rap about that shit 'fore they murder your black ass"
It's drones over Brooklyn, you blink you could get took-en
And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn"
Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin'
Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shook-en
Cause we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia
That they charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer
Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff, you doing time
And even then, you might get ten, word to Shyne
[Hook:]
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Do dope, fuck hope
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey hey-hey)
Do dope, fuck hope
[El-P:]
You don't wanna look into my big crystal balls, suck the future
We'll moonwalk through flames with a brain on stupid
Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts roughly
Fluff your flat permanent, lump you up ruthless
Then laugh while you're humming the tune of bruised movements
That took a few too many tabs to prove lucid
(Everything compute?) Nah the truth is too tangled
And even a satellite sees at one angle
Burners radiate smoke 'til all's motionless
Hope? Nah, ha ha, slow down with the jokin' shit
So inappropriate, right behind your ears is a what?
Look: ta-dah! The sound of your hopelessness
I can feel it too, from the ground rising up in us
Right above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us
Make a sane man walk around with a blunderbuss
Peel another round, make a sound that is thunderous
@mattafaak
this seems to be the biggest sleeper track of RTJ1. It goes hard with its message and dumps it on you with such gritty but graceful style, like that kid at the skating rink that just played the hell out of Super Off-Road like it was feeding his family.
@hawa123noori2
J.D. Whited 3er
@kellykthulhu8081
J.D. Whited ...Nitros! :-)
@Nigelrioux1
totally agree. might be the best RTJ track.
@johnramsey7582
I just looked on iTunes and they have removed this song and DDFH? 🤔
@MillHizzo
As of the corona virus this is more than a sleeper track.. This may have to be the focus, stop the panic.
@knuckledragger5493
"right behind your ears is a what?
Look: ta-dah! The sound of your hopelessness"
I love EL-P
@carl1212
Genuinely one of the hardest songs ever created. That opening line hits you like a ton of bricks and then the hits just keep on coming.
@generalmoses241
this is my fav RTJ song. I can't stop listening to it
@awesomebawss918
I like how he references el-p's "drones over brooklyn"