Weird
Selah The Corner Lyrics
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Top life
When your verses and them hearses give red around like a stoplight
It's not life, top flight
A lot of noise and I can't hear if opportunity choose to knock light
And it's my fight and I breeze through it, you ain't never gotta dread locks
When your pop made you the keys to it, freeze through it, face to the ground
My knees to it, flock though, see my stock go, tellin' me I gotta
My life is my mic
My death is when none left and it's alright in that spotlight
That alcohol and that pot life, I try to forget that yacht life
But it's hard not to become a slave when you not white, real talk
And this here walk is a marathon but I pass off , I just wanna be the
First one in that soul plane and not last off, bump God on that
Block this my hustle gettin' my stash off, stay clear of that
Launch pad, gon' get hot when I blast off, blast off
[Hook - Selah The Corner]
Yeah it's weird, ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah it's weird
Gets lil' weird sometime, get-get-get's lil' weird sometime
Sometime, sometime, sometime, but we
Ride, we ride, we ride, we ride
We ride, we ride, we ride, we ride, till we
Gon', we gon', we gon', we gon'
We gon', we gon', we gon', we gon'
Whaaaoooooooooo, third lane no gear shifts
We ridin' on that fast track now hear this
Whaaaoooooooooo, so fearless, take that shot don't pass off
So stay clear of that launch pad when I blast off, blast off
[Verse 2 - Selah The Corner]
Whole lotta talk and goin' back and forth about
Rap fame and that rap money that past year, fans talkin' 'bout
All the money that me and Tony made last year, set souls is my
Currency and then God got that cashier, so I'm handling
Big money I never owned cashier, trash here with that
Bread talk, y'all pump crap you rap plumbers
Y'all cover them black hummers, me and my team gettin' our dream
Handle my scene bar we like Humpty on that wall
Had the crate fall to make up for all of them whack summers
We-we-we-we-we in it no speed limit
Start waving that checkered flag when we win it
We riiiiddddde, like NASCAR when I pass on
My God word when that track pen and that pad call
Whaaaoooooooooo, third lane no gear shifts
We ridin' on that fast track now hear this
Whaaaoooooooooo, so fearless, take that shot don't pass off
Just stay clear of that launch pad when I blast off, blast off
In his song "Weird," Selah The Corner reflects on his life as a rapper and the unusual twists and turns that his success has taken. He admits that it's not a typical life but instead a "weird" one that involves a lot of noise, pressure, and the constant struggle to climb to the top. He acknowledges that his life is based on his microphone and that his death will be when he no longer has any "verses" left to perform, and that he is always on a marathon of hype, even though it's a tough road. His lyrics show that he has been able to overcome any challenges and obstacles thrown his way by choosing to be fearless in the pursuit of his dreams.
In the hook, Selah The Corner urges himself and others to keep riding on their chosen path, no matter how weird it might get. He adds that there's no need to be scared to take a shot and that they shouldn't pass off opportunities, but rather, they should stay clear of the launch pad when they blast off.
Overall, Selah The Corner's "Weird" song emphasizes the importance of perseverance, hard work, and fearlessness in pursuing one's dreams, even if it involves some unconventional paths.
Line by Line Meaning
Top life
Living the high life
When your verses and them hearses give red around like a stoplight
When your lyrics are so powerful they stop people in their tracks
It's not life, top flight
This isn't just living, it's living at the highest level
A lot of noise and I can't hear if opportunity choose to knock light
There's so much going on, it's hard to hear when opportunity comes knocking
And it's my fight and I breeze through it, you ain't never gotta dread locks
This is my battle and I'll make it look easy, unlike those who struggle with their hair
When your pop made you the keys to it, freeze through it, face to the ground
When your father hands you the keys, you better perform flawlessly and stay humble
My knees to it, flock though, see my stock go, tellin' me I gotta
I kneel before it, and people start to take notice and invest in me
Climb with the rhyme but you never had to reach to the peek when you born at the top though
It's easy for me to climb to the top since I was born with advantages
My life is my mic
My microphone is my life
My death is when none left and it's alright in that spotlight
As long as my music lives on after my death, it's okay to be in the spotlight
That alcohol and that pot life, I try to forget that yacht life
I try to forget the party lifestyle and focus on my career goals
But it's hard not to become a slave when you not white, real talk
It's difficult to succeed when you're not white and you feel like you have to work twice as hard
And this here walk is a marathon but I pass off , I just wanna be the
This journey is a long one, but I'll keep going and strive to be the best
First one in that soul plane and not last off, bump God on that
I want to be the first one to reach salvation, not the last one left behind
Block this my hustle gettin' my stash off, stay clear of that
I'm focused on making money and need to avoid distractions
Launch pad, gon' get hot when I blast off, blast off
Things will heat up when I achieve success
Yeah it's weird, ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah it's weird
Things can get strange in the music industry
Gets lil' weird sometime, get-get-get's lil' weird sometime
Things can get unpredictable and strange at times
Sometime, sometime, sometime, but we
Things may be strange at times, but we keep going
Ride, we ride, we ride, we ride
We keep moving forward
We gon', we gon', we gon', we gon'
We'll get there eventually
Whaaaoooooooooo, third lane no gear shifts
We're moving fast and steady without any obstacles
We ridin' on that fast track now hear this
We're on our way to success
So fearless, take that shot don't pass off
We're unafraid and ready to take risks
Whole lotta talk and goin' back and forth about
People talk a lot about rap fame and money
Rap fame and that rap money that past year, fans talkin' 'bout
Fans keep bringing up the money I made in the past year
All the money that me and Tony made last year, set souls is my
Despite the money, the souls we saved are more important
Currency and then God got that cashier, so I'm handling
The real value is in souls saved, and God is the one who rewards us
Big money I never owned cashier, trash here with that
I haven't made a lot of money yet, but I won't let it get to my head
Bread talk, y'all pump crap you rap plumbers
Other rappers talk about money, but their music is garbage
Y'all cover them black hummers, me and my team gettin' our dream
Other rappers focus on materialistic things, but we're working towards our dreams
Handle my scene bar we like Humpty on that wall
We're in control of our environment, like Humpty Dumpty sitting on a wall
Had the crate fall to make up for all of them whack summers
We had setbacks, but we're making up for lost time and poor performances
We-we-we-we-we in it no speed limit
We're in this for the long haul and won't slow down
Start waving that checkered flag when we win it
We'll celebrate when we achieve our goals
Like NASCAR when I pass on
We move fast and steady like racecars, leaving others behind
My God word when that track pen and that pad call
I write about my faith and personal experiences when I create music
Contributed by Nora D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
DJ SAMROCK
Great message!
Not Capping
Selah !!!