Things Happen
Shyheim Lyrics


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[Shyheim]
"Sup, how was your ride."
"It was long, but I'm aiiight."
"True, true."
"So you takin care of yourself in here?"
"No question, I gets down for mines."
"Yeah I know, I heard a lot about you."
"Word? I'm sayin tho-"
"Anyway, if you don't mind me askin, how'd you get into alla this?"
"Yo, it's a long story..."

I started off light, knockin off y'all packs for this kid Pat
He told me to take 30 and bring him the rest back
It didn't take long for my clientele to swell
Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jail
Cause they couldn't outhustle me so they tried to muscle me
But I ain't pussy y'all I leave em dead like a Kennedy
Took a half a year to get a half a brick
My own shit, now I make profit on every flip
No more hand-to-hands, I'm the big man now
Push a black Land Cruiser, pack a chrome trey-pound now
I'm smellin all the animos in the air
Pat spreadin rumors that he gonna take me outta here
What the fuck the bloodclot thinkin
My plan's to roll up in an old black Lincoln and leave him dead and stinkin
And I'm a man of my word, word
I seen him on the curb smokin herb
I made the Continental swerve
And hopped out and started lettin off shots
And didn't stop until I seen his body drop
Then a nigga like me just skated
I know he was packin steel, that made it drug-related
YouknowI'msayin

Chorus: (2x)
Things happen so keep your eyes open
Sheisty ones be scopin
That's why guns we be totin
Things happen so keep your eyes open
Sheisty ones be scopin

I'm on the run from po-po
Some crab niggas pulled the bitch move
My blood pressure's high but I play it calm and smooth
Everybody's my enemy, can't trust no one
The last time I trust a trust I almost got done
So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus
Cause life ain't nothin but thirsty, grity muthafuckers
I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead
Keep it real is who I pumped into them niggas little heads
My granddad, he used to call me Killer now I am
Everybody where I used to chill, fuck them
My mind was playin tricks on me shorty
Once I was like "Turn yourself in and do the time" (yo fuck that)
The pigs wanted five, tell my moms I love her
And stay strong and don't fall
I'm in the hands of the Lord





Chorus (2x)

Overall Meaning

This song starts off with a conversation between two people where one is asking the other about how they have been and if they are taking care of themselves. They then ask about how the other person got involved in their current situation. The other person proceeds to tell their story, which involves starting off small, stealing small things and knocking off packs for this kid Pat. As the person's clientele grows, snitches start to tell, and broke people end up in jail as they couldn't out-hustle them. Soon, the person becomes the big man and stops doing hand-to-hand deals. He starts pushing a black Land Cruiser, packs a chrome trey-pound, and smells money in the air. Pat spreads rumors that he is going to take him out of there, and the person comes up with a plan to kill him. The person is a man of his word and goes ahead with the plan, hopped out of an old black Lincoln, and started letting off shots. The song's chorus repeats the idea that things happen, and people need to keep their eyes open because sheisty ones are always looking for an opportunity.


The second verse starts with the person saying that they are on the run from the police as some people pulled a "bitch move." This situation has caused the person's blood pressure to soar, but they have to play it cool. They can't trust anyone, and they have learned from past experience not to trust anyone easily. Life is full of "thirsty, gritty motherfuckers," and the person has run with the type of people who would kill someone without hesitation. They have instilled in them the idea of keeping it real, while the person's grandfather used to call them killer, so now they are one. After some internal reflection, the person decides not to turn themselves in, and if their time comes, they will be in the hands of the Lord.


Line by Line Meaning

Sup, how was your ride.
Greeting to Shyheim's friend followed by a question on how he got there.


It was long, but I'm aiiight.
Response from Shyheim's friend that the journey was tiring but he is okay.


True, true.
Agreement with friend's response.


So you takin care of yourself in here?
Worrying if Shyheim is taking care of himself while in a dangerous environment.


No question, I gets down for mines.
Assurance that he is taking care of himself and protecting his possessions.


Yeah I know, I heard a lot about you.
Knowing about Shyheim's reputation and the rumors surrounding him.


Word? I'm sayin tho-
Expressing shock and disbelief at the rumors surrounding him but refraining from further discussion.


Anyway, if you don't mind me askin, how'd you get into alla this?
Setting the stage for Shyheim to narrate his life story and how he got involved in his current situation.


I started off light, knockin off y'all packs for this kid Pat
Revealing the illegal activities that Shyheim started with, stealing small amounts of drugs from a drug dealer named Pat.


He told me to take 30 and bring him the rest back
Followed Pat's instructions to keep 30 and return the remaining stolen drugs to him.


It didn't take long for my clientele to swell
Shyheim's drug dealing business started to grow quickly with more customers.


Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jail
Shyheim's competitors became jealous and started to snitch on him, leading to arrests and competition through violence.


Cause they couldn't outhustle me so they tried to muscle me
Shyheim's competitors tried to intimidate him physically since they couldn't beat him in business.


But I ain't pussy y'all I leave em dead like a Kennedy
Shyheim is not afraid of violence and is willing to kill his competition like President Kennedy was assassinated.


Took a half a year to get a half a brick
After building clientele and reputation, Shyheim was able to purchase a half a brick of drugs.


My own shit, now I make profit on every flip
Through consistent illegal activities, Shyheim now has his own drugs and profit from reselling them.


No more hand-to-hands, I'm the big man now
Gained so much success in the drug dealing world that Shyheim no longer conducts small deals but is now a leader in the game.


Push a black Land Cruiser, pack a chrome trey-pound now
Symbolizes Shyheim's success as he can now afford luxuries like a black Land Cruiser and a firearm.


I'm smellin all the animos in the air
Aware of the tension and hatred towards him from competitors and rivals.


Pat spreadin rumors that he gonna take me outta here
Pat (previous drug dealer), is spreading negative rumors about Shyheim and his intent to eliminate him.


What the fuck the bloodclot thinkin
Shyheim is angry and frustrated about Pat's threats.


My plan's to roll up in an old black Lincoln and leave him dead and stinkin
Shyheim is planning to kill Pat by driving an old black Lincoln car and leaving his dead body to rot.


And I'm a man of my word, word
Shyheim is a man of his word and will follow through with his promise to kill Pat.


I seen him on the curb smokin herb
Shyheim witnessed Pat smoking marijuana on the sidewalk.


I made the Continental swerve
Shyheim quickly turned his car (Continental) around to go back and confront Pat.


And hopped out and started lettin off shots
Shyheim got out of his car and started firing his gun at Pat.


And didn't stop until I seen his body drop
Shyheim kept shooting Pat until he was certain he was dead.


Then a nigga like me just skated
After committing this murder, Shyheim got away quickly without getting caught.


I know he was packin steel, that made it drug-related
Shyheim inferred that Pat's possession of a gun made his murder drug-related in the eyes of the law.


YouknowI'msayin
A common phrase in African American dialect meaning, 'Do you understand what I am saying?'


Things happen so keep your eyes open
The world is unpredictable and full of danger so one must stay alert.


Sheisty ones be scopin
One must be cautious of sneaky and dishonest people that are always watching and plotting to do harm.


That's why guns we be totin
To protect against danger, one must arm themselves.


I'm on the run from po-po
Shyheim is currently a fugitive from law enforcement.


Some crab niggas pulled the bitch move
Some disloyal men betrayed Shyheim.


My blood pressure's high but I play it calm and smooth
Despite being troubled, Shyheim remains calm on the surface.


Everybody's my enemy, can't trust no one
Shyheim is paranoid because everyone seems to be against him and cannot trust anyone.


The last time I trust a trust I almost got done
Shyheim was previously betrayed by someone he trusted and it almost resulted in his capture.


So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus
Reminding listeners to stay alert and cautious.


Cause life ain't nothin but thirsty, gritty muthafuckers
Life is full of desperate and selfish people who will do anything for their own gain.


I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead
Shyheim associates with people who are capable of committing murder with ease.


Keep it real is who I pumped into them niggas little heads
Shyheim influenced his friends to keep it real and stay true to themselves and their beliefs.


My granddad, he used to call me Killer now I am
Shyheim's grandfather used to call him Killer and now he has lived up to that name.


Everybody where I used to chill, fuck them
Shyheim does not care for anyone he used to hang out with.


My mind was playin tricks on me shorty
Shyheim was struggling with his thoughts and emotions.


Once I was like "Turn yourself in and do the time" (yo fuck that)
At one point, Shyheim considered turning himself into the police and accepting his fate but eventually decided against it.


The pigs wanted five, tell my moms I love her
The police were offering a $5000 reward for Shyheim's capture and he is saying goodbye to his mother.


And stay strong and don't fall
Encouraging his mother to remain strong and not give up.


I'm in the hands of the Lord
Shyheim is leaving his fate in the hands of God.


Chorus (2x)
Reiterating the importance of staying vigilant and prepared for danger.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: S. FRANKLIN A. QUINN J. FULLER M. JONES E. RANDLE W. MITCHELL

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