Never Gonna Get It
Sean Biggs Lyrics


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I'm from the hard knock academy
Automatically had to be
Carryin' automatics sprayin' sparatic inaccurate
Clips to the back of it
Barrel cockin' it immaculate
Learn to move packages in n out of Los Angeles
We savages, bustin' off rounds sprayin' banana clips
Knockin' pills off like Anna Nicole Smith
Shit, I'm in the hood walkin' with choppers
Cock em and pop em coppers glauks be talkin' like
Blockedie block, block I'll probably popped Hoffa and possibly jus forgot where I tossed em
This niggas obnoxious, me and top got your picture in the cockpit
She wanna pit stop, jus see how the cock spit
These boss's deposit the profit they watch as we cop it on top of the ostrich and fox's
It use to be the lil guys in stress now Ima boss where I'm from, with the last stress on my chest

See I know you'll like my swagger
No strap when I come through
Chain hangin' like Ali Baba
Know me, yah Know how I Do
The way that I move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
Cause I'm to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You ain't got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)

Who in the hell left the gate open? (Drama)
I'm pretty down for the wild, wild west
Like them 1800's in em stage coaches
If I ain't strapped then my blaze pokin'
If it ain't a 600 big body then the 6 4-0 honey is spokin'
The drama spokesman, streets endorsed em
I rather be up in my nine then closed in my coffin
I'm from Wes Covina, this ain't Compton
Still money passed around like we takin' an offerin'
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
When they see the sad happy faces they know the drama is on
Its the west coast back at your front door
We up close and personal, we ain't done till the curtains close
Could be friend or foe, love it or hate it
I'm the king but I play with the Aces
Run up to find out I keep it loaded like bases
Yah wise in your mouth but need braces

See I know you'll like my swagger
No strap when I come through
Chain hangin' like Ali Baba
Know me, yah Know how I Do
The way that I move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
Cause I'm to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You ain't got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)

See when I walk through the door
I wonderin' why these fake Niggas jackin' me for?
On display like I came from the store
Posin' like a mannequin in front of your hoe
Up front blockin' 151 peep now
Convicts Surround the whole compound
Cause you don't really want what your starin' at
Clip full of Bullets, don't mind sharin' that thing

See I know you'll like my swagger
No strap when I come through
Chain hangin' like Ali Baba
Know me, yah Know how I Do
The way that I move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
Cause I'm to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)




I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You ain't got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sean Biggs's song "Never Gonna Get It" narrate the story of a street-smart hustler who has had to face difficult circumstances to survive. He comes from the hard knock academy, implying that he grew up in a tough environment and had to learn to protect himself. The lyrics suggest that he carries automatic weapons and knows how to use them. He also learned how to move packages, probably illicit products, in and out of Los Angeles. The singer claims to be a savage, busting off rounds and spraying banana clips. He describes himself as being in the hood, walking with choppers and getting in trouble with the cops. He also claims that he might have popped Hoffa, but he does not remember where he tossed him. The lyrics are testament to the persona's street credibility and his ability to navigate the dangerous world he lives in.


The chorus, "see I know you'll like my swagger" is sung in a smooth and assured tone, implying that the singer is always in control. He claims to be too smooth, suggesting that he cannot be caught, no matter how hard the authorities try. He is also dismissive of his adversaries, claiming they have no clue what he's capable of. The verse that follows is full of imagery and bravado that paints a vivid picture of his self-assuredness. He claims to have left the gate open, evoking a Wild West persona. The lyrics suggest that he is more comfortable with a gun in his hand than inside a coffin. He claims to be from West Covina and seems to be proud of his roots. He concludes by stating that he is something of a phenomenon and is always ready for whatever comes his way.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm from the hard knock academy
I come from a harsh upbringing and had to learn to survive in difficult circumstances


Automatically had to be
It was a given that I would have to be tough and resilient to make it where I'm from


Carryin' automatics sprayin' sparatic inaccurate
I carry weapons and sometimes shoot them, but my aim is not always precise


Clips to the back of it
I have extra ammunition readily available


Barrel cockin' it immaculate
I handle my weapon with precision and skill


Learn to move packages in n out of Los Angeles
I have experience in transporting illicit goods in and out of the city


We savages, bustin' off rounds sprayin' banana clips
I and my associates are violent and will shoot our weapons indiscriminately


Knockin' pills off like Anna Nicole Smith
We have a lot of drugs and deal them frequently


Shit, I'm in the hood walkin' with choppers
I carry large firearms when walking around in my neighborhood


Cock em and pop em coppers glauks be talkin' like
I will shoot at police officers and they know it


Blockedie block, block I'll probably popped Hoffa and possibly jus forgot where I tossed em
I have likely killed someone important and don't even remember where I disposed of their body


This niggas obnoxious, me and top got your picture in the cockpit
I am annoying and aggressive, and I have incriminating evidence of someone that I can use to exert power over them


She wanna pit stop, jus see how the cock spit
A woman wants to have sex with me to see how I perform


These boss's deposit the profit they watch as we cop it on top of the ostrich and fox's
My superiors take their share of the illegal profits while watching us make the deals, and they live a luxurious lifestyle


It use to be the lil guys in stress now Ima boss where I'm from, with the last stress on my chest
I used to be a low-level criminal, but now I am a boss of the criminal underworld, and it is a lot of pressure


See I know you'll like my swagger
I know you will be impressed with my confidence and style


No strap when I come through
I don't need to carry a weapon to be intimidating


Chain hangin' like Ali Baba
I wear expensive jewelry as a symbol of my wealth and power


Know me, yah Know how I Do
If you know me, you know the kind of lifestyle I lead and the things I do


The way that I move nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
My actions are too complex and sophisticated for you to understand or keep up with


Cause I'm to smooth Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I am so cool and composed that you will never be able to match my demeanor or lifestyle


I thought you knew nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
I assumed you understood the ways of the streets and the kind of person I am, but you don't


You ain't got a clue Nigga (yah neva gonna get it)
You are completely clueless and inexperienced compared to me


Who in the hell left the gate open? (Drama)
Someone made a mistake or let down their guard, and now there will be consequences


I'm pretty down for the wild, wild west
I am willing to be violent and dangerous like the old days of the Wild West


Like them 1800's in em stage coaches
I am old fashioned and willing to engage in a gunfight like in the old Western movies


If I ain't strapped then my blaze pokin'
If I am not carrying a firearm, then I am carrying a knife or some other weapon


If it ain't a 600 big body then the 6 4-0 honey is spokin'
If it is not a luxury car, then it is probably a lowrider car that I am driving


The drama spokesman, streets endorsed em
I am someone who is respected and trusted in the streets when it comes to violent situations


I rather be up in my nine then closed in my coffin
I would prefer to use my firearm than be killed and put in a coffin


I'm from Wes Covina, this ain't Compton
I come from a different neighborhood than Compton, but that doesn't mean I am any less dangerous


Still money passed around like we takin' an offerin'
We still engage in illegal transactions and pass money around like it is a religious offering


I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
I am a unique and impressive individual that people will talk about


When they see the sad happy faces they know the drama is on
When they see the facial expressions of people involved in a conflict, they know it is a serious situation


Its the west coast back at your front door
I represent the West Coast culture and lifestyle that is now present in your area


We up close and personal, we ain't done till the curtains close
I and my associates will get very close and personal in a violent situation, and it will not be over until someone is dead


Could be friend or foe, love it or hate it
I don't discriminate when it comes to violence or making deals, and people can either accept or reject that


I'm the king but I play with the Aces
I have a high rank in the criminal underworld, but I also work closely with other important figures


Run up to find out I keep it loaded like bases
If someone tries to confront me, they will find out that I am always prepared and have weapons available


Yah wise in your mouth but need braces
You talk a big game, but you are not as experienced or skilled as you claim to be


See when I walk through the door
People take notice of me and my presence


I wonderin' why these fake Niggas jackin' me for?
I am confused why people who are not genuine or trustworthy would try to associate with me or take advantage of me


On display like I came from the store
I am putting on a show and displaying my expensive items as if they are products in a store


Posin' like a mannequin in front of your hoe
I am showing off for a woman in front of her man and trying to impress her


Up front blockin' 151 peep now
I am blocking the view of people who are trying to watch or keep an eye on me


Convicts Surround the whole compound
People who have been to jail or have a criminal history are present in my area and provide protection


Cause you don't really want what your starin' at
People who are looking at me and my lifestyle do not understand the danger and risks involved


Clip full of Bullets, don't mind sharin' that thing
I have plenty of ammunition and do not mind using it to hurt others if necessary




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ALIAUNE THIAM, RONALD FEEMSTER, DAMION HOLMAN, SEAN BIGGS

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@dj69918

This song made fight night 3 epic as shit.

@manikgurung8782

song nice just be keep cool as long as goes life goes never be same play game in a different handle haha....)...

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@shanedawndusk3290

Just about every song on the soundtrack made the game epic as shit

@uncleyetti9553

Shame the younginz will never know gems like this. For us old guys 😂😅

@Killaskills101

Fight night round 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@cuz803

amen!

@1thelastmystic

All day nigga. All mother fucking day.

My movement is supreme. Love that shit

@santanasanchez4363

Yes!! Killlaskills101

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