Hanley is signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and is a member of Black Hippy along with Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar and Ab-Soul.
In 2008, ScHoolboy Q released his first mixtape titled, ScHoolboy Turned Hustla and followed up in 2009 with Gangsta & Soul. In 2011, he finally released his first album titled, Setbacks. Later ScHoolboy Q released his sophomore album titled, Oxymoron in early 2014, followed by Blank Face LP in 2016. Oxymoron was also nominated for Rap Album of The Year.
Evil
ScHoolboy Q Lyrics
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Ayo Q, you want a piece of this?"
City filled with this filthy air
Evil pump in my blood, how dare you to stare
Never felt fair, no room for a tear
Come on dump
Don't give a fuck if the coast clear
Pants hang to my calf burner over the ab
Sendin' shots under your jab
You really wanna diss me?
Believe it like Ripley when I'm
Off the fifth of whiskey
Damaging my kidney, I wish a nigga tempt me
Then it's all bad, leave his parents all sad
Cops with a mystery
Murderin' ain't shit to me
This a killing symphony, my nigga, for real
I still keep the weapon concealed
Body will spill
Hollow tips stuck in your grill
Give a fuck how you feel
Tired of resisting this murder addiction
Fuck a conviction, bust shots
Slaughter conviction
Lucifer soul, my temperature cold
Eyes blood shot, throwin up blood clots
Body in shock
I need me a doc, but I figure I'm too sick
Fuck it
Adrenaline pumping may lead in to something
Assumption on life is still, livin' a trife
Asthmatic causing havoc
Keep spazzin' til my brain get damaged
Still remain most scandalous
That bang hammers fuck surveillance, shit
Murk in front of cameras
Dump 'em in the sand like tan or big blands
More grammar shit
I'm the illest motherfucker
Splash blocks like Dikembe when I sensai
Who wanna shoot? The liquor hear me
I'm off the Remy like Papoose
I got the truths of a thousand bishops
Troops of a thousand niggas
You can get your ass missing
Like a white bitch with big
Tit's to be specific
I'm over they heads when
The words get pledged
Fright night, gun tucked tight like a newborn
Dance with the Devil
Hopefully you get your groove on
When I blaze this metal
Like a rolling stone
Flesh and bones come out
Like a thug reunion, watch yall dumb out
Most likely
Half of you fraudulent niggas don't like me
Scared to fight me even if you
Had hands just like me
K Dot, bare arms like a haltertop
Live from the barbershop, who want a fade?
Who want war? I got a
Drawer full of hand grenades
Take it back to them Contra days
So fall back
It's real, off cognac, and pills
We twist caps then peel
Bananas with the hammers, play if you will
A bullet proof for a shield, that won't work
I got big big very big big bullets
And they hurt lift up your skirt if you
Play pussy, don't push me, i'm light
You pushing up daisies
If the pump do a push up tonight
I put, I put a new price on your head
Like a mannequin dressed well
Students from Harvard can hear the nigga Yale
I'm cold hearted, oh well i get's retarded
The yellow bus I'm a park it
In front of your house, hop out
Gun in ya mouth (Blakka)
Duck shows in your peek hole
Me and my Hoover crip
But all I bang is your bitch
Don't get me twist
Let's do this, I'm ludicrous
Disturbing the peace
Pacing back and forth like a stewardess
It's plain to see da Evils
"If you gotta go out, that's how you go out!
That motherfucker took his destiny
In his own hands!"
The lyrics of ScHoolboy Q's song "Evil" talk about Q's bad-boy persona and his embracing of the "evils" that come with his lifestyle. The song opens with a voice telling Q not to look at them, followed by another voice asking if Q wants to fight. This intro sets the tone for the rest of the track, which is full of violent and aggressive lyrics.
Q describes living in a city filled with "filthy air" and feeling the "evil" in his blood. He doesn't care if anyone sees him committing crimes and has no room for tears. Q talks about carrying a gun ("ratchet") and being willing to use it if someone disrespects him. He also mentions drinking and damaging his kidneys. Q talks about his addiction to murder and how he doesn't care about the consequences of his actions.
The chorus of the song is a sample from the movie "Da Hip Hop Witch" where a man says, "If you gotta go out, that's how you go out! That motherfucker took his destiny in his own hands!" This phrase is meant to celebrate the idea of dying in a blaze of glory rather than succumbing to circumstances beyond one's control.
Overall, the song is a portrayal of Q's self-destructive lifestyle and his willingness to embrace the "evil" side of his personality, even if it ultimately leads to his downfall.
Line by Line Meaning
City filled with this filthy air
Evil surrounds me and fills the very air that I breathe
Evil pump in my blood, how dare you to stare
I'm filled with evil and anyone who crosses me will feel my wrath
Never felt fair, no room for a tear
Life is unfair and harsh, leaving no room for sadness
Come on dump
I don't care about anything
Don't give a fuck if the coast clear
I am not afraid of getting caught or being seen
Jacket cover the ratchet
I'm concealing a weapon in my jacket
Pants hang to my calf burner over the ab
My pants are low and I'm ready to use my gun
Sendin' shots under your jab
I'll shoot without warning or provocation
You really wanna diss me?
Is it really worth it to provoke me?
Believe it like Ripley when I'm
My threats are real and should not be doubted
Off the fifth of whiskey
I'm intoxicated and unpredictable
Damaging my kidney, I wish a nigga tempt me
I'm willing to risk my health for revenge
Then it's all bad, leave his parents all sad
If someone crosses me, they will suffer and their loved ones will grieve
Cops with a mystery
I'll commit crimes and the police won't be able to solve them
Murderin' ain't shit to me
Killing doesn't affect me emotionally
This a killing symphony, my nigga, for real
I take pleasure in killing and consider it an art form
I still keep the weapon concealed
I am always armed and ready to strike
Body will spill
I'll shed blood without remorse
Hollow tips stuck in your grill
My bullets will cause serious damage
Give a fuck how you feel
I don't care about anyone's opinion or well-being
Tired of resisting this murder addiction
I am addicted to murder and can't resist the urge to kill
Fuck a conviction, bust shots
I'm not afraid of getting caught and will shoot at will
Slaughter conviction
I am relentlessly violent and cannot be stopped
Lucifer soul, my temperature cold
I am soulless and emotionless, with an icy demeanor
Eyes blood shot, throwin up blood clots
I'm high on drugs and have serious health problems
Body in shock
I'm in a state of physical shock from my violent behavior
I need me a doc, but I figure I'm too sick
I am beyond help and too far gone
Adrenaline pumping may lead in to something
My violent behavior is fueled by adrenaline and could escalate at any moment
Assumption on life is still, livin' a trife
I have a pessimistic view on life and have chosen a criminal lifestyle
Asthmatic causing havoc
My breathing problems are causing chaos in my life
Keep spazzin' til my brain get damaged
I will continue to act irrationally until I suffer permanent brain damage
Still remain most scandalous
I am the most notorious and infamous person around
That bang hammers fuck surveillance, shit
I am not afraid of being caught on camera and will continue to commit violent crimes
Murk in front of cameras
I am confident and bold enough to commit murder even when being filmed
Dump 'em in the sand like tan or big blands
I will dispose of bodies with no remorse or care
More grammar shit
I can articulate myself well but choose to use vulgar language
I'm the illest motherfucker
I am the most talented and ruthless person around
Splash blocks like Dikembe when I sensai
I am a skilled shooter and will hit my target every time
Who wanna shoot? The liquor hear me
I'm daring anyone to challenge me, even while drunk
I'm off the Remy like Papoose
I'm drinking heavily and will act irrationally
I got the truths of a thousand bishops
I have great knowledge and understanding, but choose to use it in a negative way
Troops of a thousand niggas
I have a large group of followers who will do anything for me
You can get your ass missing
I will hurt or kill anyone who crosses me
Like a white bitch with big
I will hurt or kill anyone who crosses me, using a vulgar metaphor
Tit's to be specific
a vulgar and objectifying reference to women's breasts
I'm over they heads when
I am too intelligent and advanced for most people to understand
The words get pledged
My words carry great weight and meaning
Fright night, gun tucked tight like a newborn
I am unafraid and prepared for anything, like a newborn clutching at his mother
Dance with the Devil
I am prepared to engage in evil and violent behavior at any time
Hopefully you get your groove on
I am daring my enemies to fight back, hoping for a challenge
When I blaze this metal
When I shoot my gun
Like a rolling stone
I am persistent and cannot be stopped
Flesh and bones come out
My violence will cause serious physical harm to anyone who crosses me
Like a thug reunion, watch yall dumb out
When thugs come together, they will act recklessly and without reason
Most likely
It's highly probable
Half of you fraudulent niggas don't like me
Many people pretend to like me, but secretly hate me
Scared to fight me even if you
Nobody is brave enough to challenge me
Had hands just like me
Even if someone was as skilled and violent as I am
K Dot, bare arms like a haltertop
I am ready to fight, armed and dangerous
Live from the barbershop, who want a fade?
I am fearless and will fight anyone, anywhere
Who want war? I got a
I am daring anyone to fight me, knowing that they will lose
Drawer full of hand grenades
I am well-armed and ready to engage in dangerous activity
Take it back to them Contra days
I am nostalgic for a time when violence was more accepted
So fall back
Stay out of my way
It's real, off cognac, and pills
My reckless behavior is fueled by drugs and alcohol
We twist caps then peel
We open bottles and then quickly leave, to avoid consequences
Bananas with the hammers, play if you will
I have an arsenal of weapons and am daring anyone to challenge me
A bullet proof for a shield, that won't work
I am too skilled to be stopped by anything
I got big big very big big bullets
My bullets are deadly and will cause serious harm
And they hurt lift up your skirt if you
I will hurt anyone, regardless of gender or social status
Play pussy, don't push me, i'm light
I will hurt anyone if provoked, and it won't take much to do so
You pushing up daisies
You will die if you cross me
If the pump do a push up tonight
If I shoot someone, they will fall and die right then and there
I put, I put a new price on your head
I am daring anyone to try and hurt me, and will retaliate just as strongly
Like a mannequin dressed well
Your life is as disposable and meaningless as a mannequin wearing a nice outfit
Students from Harvard can hear the nigga Yale
Everyone knows about me and my violent reputation
I'm cold hearted, oh well i get's retarded
I lack empathy and will hurt anyone without remorse
The yellow bus I'm a park it
I am ready to engage in violence, no matter where I am
In front of your house, hop out
I will hurt my enemies, even in front of their own homes and loved ones
Gun in ya mouth (Blakka)
I will threaten or physically hurt someone, even putting a gun in their mouth
Duck shows in your peek hole
I will act recklessly and with no regard for my own safety or well-being
Me and my Hoover crip
I have a loyal gang of followers who are ready to do my bidding
But all I bang is your bitch
I will hurt or sleep with the women of my enemies
Don't get me twist
Don't misunderstand what I'm saying
Let's do this, I'm ludicrous
I am fearless, crazy, and dangerous
Disturbing the peace
I will create chaos and disturb the normal order of things
Pacing back and forth like a stewardess
I am anxious and agitated, ready to engage in violence at any moment
It's plain to see da Evils
I am a clearly evil and dangerous person
"If you gotta go out, that's how you go out!
I am fully aware of the consequences of my violent behavior and will not back down
That motherfucker took his destiny
I have taken control of my own fate, through violence and aggression
In his own hands!"
I am the master of my own violent destiny
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@earlpowell5904
one of Kendrickβs best verses ever
@langstonfield3760
That Overly Dedicated Kendrick
@Dangarcia57
Who else agrees that Schoolboy Q dropped one of the greatest mixtapes of gangsta rap
@iiamangel__
Nope it Tupac and easy e Soo just u
@raven5theday141
Yeah he did, Oxymoron
@localandonlinepreciousmeta3575
Raven5 The day Oxymoron was an album and was not a mixtape. Lol
@JamesTaylor-cn6pt
@@iiamangel__ stfu
@mich7978
@@iiamangel__ is the concept of one of multiple things something yo canβt understand bro
@hudson_hedgehod
Everybody in the comments saying old school Kendrick was so good...every version of kendrick is good
@FeedingKittens
All the old fans hating on the new fans need to remember that they used to be new fans.