Pardon The Noise
Shyheim Lyrics


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[Chorus: Shyheim]
Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
Went through the rain and pain...

[Shyheim]
Me and the older gods -- would build for hours
Tradin' stories, about this fucked up life for ours
There was space between our ages, but through pain we related
And they helped me understand, clear picturers they painted
I'mma fall back, with a blank stare and listen, it's true
You can meet your best friend or enemy in prison
Zero two eight, three eight seven three was my den
I brushed my hair like Chicago, trynna get my waves to spin
Read more books than I ever did, from the Art of War and Seduction
To different shit on black heritage
I wrote mad people, who never responded
I was hurt, and disappointed, 'cause I felt that we bonded
But you know, out of sight, out of mind, home boy, you know the saying
Shit was all about me, and even I couldn't change it
C.O.'s was hillbilly bastards, devil racist crackers
When I see tattoo's of a noose and a hangin' black kid
One said "Franklin, when you go home, come back with a friend"
The Willie Lynch letter, the slavery blueprint
It's still in effect, that's why at night when I sleep I sweat

[Chorus 2X: Shyheim]
Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
Went through the rain and pain, losin' sunshine and joy

[Shyheim]
Motivation, dedication, impatience would change my situation
I'm about facin', walkin' the other day, towards better days
A double L A H, I be what them letters say
Show and prove that through my ways and actions
Action and ways, used to be a mental slave
Til Supreme Mathematics, broke the chains
Now I'm free, no long confined, I'm doing time
But yeah, guess what, I'm makin' it, worth for me
Educational informations, the key to success
To reproduce is the only reason, I have sex
Wifey's a queen, I put the crown on her dome
My first priority's gettin' home, I put my deepest thoughts
Into a poem, and draw hearts around the paper
To show my appreciation to the art, player
But the stocks is up, 99, point 9 percent, for the haters
My boy homey told me, "Shy stay sucker free
And when you touchdown, holla at me"
That's real talk....

[Chorus 2X]

[Shyheim]
Peace Dad, what up, it's aight in this jail, how is it in that jail?
Talk Mathematics 'cause you know these crackers readin' our mail
Pops, I feel pain like you feel, you always be my hero
don't ever feel like you failed
Remember we bumped heads in Transit, back in July
Those shackles, couldn't touch, but we hug with our eyes
I realized, Dad, we had the same sneakers on, with the same size
Same green, same shirt, man that shit hurt
Mommy used to tell me that you was a dead beat
'cause you chose the wrong people in the midtown street
Jocelyn, hustlin', three card molly
All you ever wanted to give me was Atari
Now we up north, eatin' rice, Jack mac and calamaris, daddy, I'm sorry
I miss you, I love you, it wasn't worth it
Pardon the noise, but nobody's perfect

[Chorus 4X]

[Outro: Shyheim]
Been to hell and back, man, like 3 or 4 times
Man I was up north man, my moms up north
My pops up north, man, this my life, man
Hip hop's my life, so when y'all miss jewels in this shit, man
I take it personal... so don't be surprised man
If I start snatchin' y'all drugs, snatchin' y'all mics at the shows
'cause I take it as you're mimickin' my life, like y'all mockin' this shit, man
Like y'all makin' fun of me, man.... Man, listen, my niggaz




Man, let's get money, let's stay g'd up, man, let's go, to the top, man
Bottom Up, straight like that, but that's my shit, you heard?

Overall Meaning

In Shyheim's song "Pardon the Noise," the artist speaks about his experiences growing up in a black ghetto community and then being incarcerated. Shyheim starts with reminiscing about talking with "older gods" who helped him understand the world and his place in it. He then goes on to talk about his experiences in prison, including dealing with racist guards and feeling abandoned by people he wrote to. He also speaks about studying books about black heritage and the Art of War, and how he learned that slavery still affects the world today. Shyheim also addresses his relationship with his father, who he initially believed to be a "deadbeat" but now feels love and appreciation for.


The chorus "Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy" represents Shyheim reclaiming his voice and identity, despite the noise and chaos that surrounds him in his environment. He is speaking his truth and sharing his experiences, regardless of the lack of attention or understanding he may receive from others. The song is a reflection on the struggles and pain he has endured and overcome.


Line by Line Meaning

Pardon the noise, I'm just a black ghetto boy
I apologize for causing any disturbance, I come from a tough, impoverished background.


Went through the rain and pain...
I have experienced hardship and suffering throughout my life.


Me and the older gods -- would build for hours
I would spend hours conversing with older, more experienced individuals.


Tradin' stories, about this fucked up life for ours
We would share stories about the difficult lives we've led.


There was space between our ages, but through pain we related
Although there was an age gap, we were able to connect through shared experiences of pain and struggle.


And they helped me understand, clear picturers they painted
They provided me with insights that helped me understand my situation better.


I'mma fall back, with a blank stare and listen, it's true
I will remain silent and attentively listen to what others have to say; this is a valuable trait to have.


You can meet your best friend or enemy in prison
Prison is a place where you can make lasting relationships or lifelong enemies.


Zero two eight, three eight seven three was my den
I was incarcerated in cell 028-3873.


I brushed my hair like Chicago, trynna get my waves to spin
I styled my hair a certain way to mimic the fashion trends of Chicago.


Read more books than I ever did, from the Art of War and Seduction
I read extensively, from a wide range of subjects including famous works such as The Art of War and Seduction.


To different shit on black heritage
I read extensively about black history and culture.


I wrote mad people, who never responded
I wrote to many people, but received no response.


I was hurt, and disappointed, 'cause I felt that we bonded
I was disappointed because I thought we had established a connection, but received no response.


But you know, out of sight, out of mind, home boy, you know the saying
As they say, when people are out of sight, they are out of mind.


Shit was all about me, and even I couldn't change it
In the end, I realized that some things are beyond my control.


C.O.'s was hillbilly bastards, devil racist crackers
The correctional officers were racist and terrible people.


When I see tattoo's of a noose and a hangin' black kid
Seeing tattoos of a noose and a lynched black child is a disturbing reminder of the history of violence against black people.


One said "Franklin, when you go home, come back with a friend"
One of the correctional officers made an intimidating statement to me, telling me to come back with someone else next time.


The Willie Lynch letter, the slavery blueprint
The Willie Lynch letter is a notorious document that outlines the systematic oppression and control of black slaves.


It's still in effect, that's why at night when I sleep I sweat
The legacy of slavery still affects the lives of black people today, often causing anxiety and fear.


Went through the rain and pain, losin' sunshine and joy
Once again, I emphasize the hardships and struggles that I have faced in my life.


Motivation, dedication, impatience would change my situation
My determination and eagerness for change helped me overcome the obstacles in my life.


I'm about facin', walkin' the other day, towards better days
I am always striving for self-improvement, and taking small steps in the right direction.


A double L A H, I be what them letters say
A reference to the Supreme Alphabet, an important part of the nation of Gods and Earths religion.


Show and prove that through my ways and actions
I strive to demonstrate my values through my deeds and actions.


Used to be a mental slave, Til Supreme Mathematics, broke the chains
I was once trapped in a cycle of negative thinking and behavior, but the teachings of the Supreme Mathematics helped me break free.


Now I'm free, no longer confined, I'm doing time
Even though I am incarcerated, I feel a sense of freedom because of my newfound values and beliefs.


But yeah, guess what, I'm makin' it, worth for me
Despite my circumstances, I am working hard and striving for success.


Educational informations, the key to success
Education is crucial for achieving success.


To reproduce is the only reason, I have sex
I am focused on my goals and do not engage in sexual activity frivolously.


Wifey's a queen, I put the crown on her dome
I view my partner as royalty, and believe in supporting and uplifting her.


My first priority's gettin' home, I put my deepest thoughts
My greatest desire is to be released from prison; this occupies my deepest thoughts.


To show my appreciation to the art, player
I have a deep respect and appreciation for artistic expression.


But the stocks is up, 99, point 9 percent, for the haters
I am succeeding despite the negativity and obstacles in my life.


My boy homey told me, "Shy stay sucker free
My friend advised me to remain level-headed and avoid getting caught up in trivial drama.


Peace Dad, what up, it's aight in this jail, how is it in that jail?
In this letter to my father, I inquire about his well-being in his own incarceration.


Talk Mathematics 'cause you know these crackers readin' our mail
I speak in code to avoid the correctional officers from reading our letters.


Remember we bumped heads in Transit, back in July
I recall a time when my father and I encountered each other while being transported in prison.


Those shackles, couldn't touch, but we hug with our eyes
Even though we were physically restrained, we expressed our love and emotion through our eyes.


I realized, Dad, we had the same sneakers on, with the same size
During our encounter, I noticed that my father and I were wearing the same sneakers and shared the same shoe size.


Same green, same shirt, man that shit hurt
This discovery made me feel sad and nostalgic for our shared past.


Mommy used to tell me that you was a dead beat
My mother used to speak negatively of my father, accusing him of being a deadbeat.


'cause you chose the wrong people in the midtown street
She believed that my father had made bad choices and surrounded himself with poor influences.


Jocelyn, hustlin', three card molly
I assume my mother was referring to people in my father's life named Jocelyn and the illegal gambling game called three card molly.


All you ever wanted to give me was Atari
My father was not able to provide me with material possessions as a child, but still tried to give me what he could afford.


Now we up north, eatin' rice, Jack mac and calamaris, daddy, I'm sorry
Now that we are both incarcerated up north, we eat simple meals, but I apologize for believing negative things about my father in the past.


Pardon the noise, but nobody's perfect
Once again, I acknowledge that we all make mistakes and have flaws.


Been to hell and back, man, like 3 or 4 times
My life has been incredibly tough and I have endured a lot of pain.


Hip hop's my life, so when y'all miss jewels in this shit, man
I am deeply invested in the hip hop culture, and it bothers me when others do not fully appreciate its value.


I take it personal... so don't be surprised man
I take my work in hip hop seriously, so do not be surprised if I defend it aggressively.


If I start snatchin' y'all drugs, snatchin' y'all mics at the shows
If I feel that others are not respecting hip hop culture, I may react negatively by taking drastic measures.


'cause I take it as you're mimickin' my life, like y'all mockin' this shit, man
I feel that my life story is being trivialized and mocked when others do not fully appreciate hip hop culture.


Man, let's get money, let's stay g'd up, man, let's go, to the top, man
Let us focus on making money and achieving success, and stay true to our values.


Bottom Up, straight like that, but that's my shit, you heard?
This is a reference to a hip hop phrase meaning to work hard and earn success, and is a core belief that I hold dear.




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Comments from YouTube:

MrBean617

Shy makes music that touches your soul.

91Definite

FrankWonderBeantown I wish he still made music like that but he's just fucked up right now. I'll still forever love his old shit it got me through hard times in life. Manchild is definitely that album, Lost Generation and AKA Rugged Child

Adam Gordon

FrankWonderBeantown : Yup... spittin his soul on this 🔥🔥

Adam Gordon

He's spitting some real shit on this.. And that beat is gully as fuck 🔥🔥

SĮŃŚĮŃ

Off the album THE GREATEST STORT NEVER TOLD - SHYHEIM, all wrote in prison, this man had a tough life, seems like some of us never get a break, makes me question life

91Definite

Dude, this was like "Manchild Pt.II" to me! The Greatest Story Never Told wasn't a bad album but I felt it could've been alittle better. The Lost Generation album I believe was great! The production even the subjects on that album! But Manchild was his best last effort!

Carlos Gonzalez

Get Ready For His Official 6th Album Called "The Commissary" Coming Out When He Comes Home

91Definite

Carlos Gonzalez he home now just hopefully that album is like this song

Adam Gordon

dominic clarke : He’s out now fam 💯

Edi Lopes

simplesmente fodástico... skateboards eternamente

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