Shook
Sigur Ros vs. Mobb Deep Lyrics


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Word up son, word
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar biller
(Yo, I got the phone thing, know I'm sayin'? Keep your eyes open)
For real- who ain't got no feelings
(No doubt, son, keep your eyes open)
(I got this, I got this)
(Just watch my back, I got your front, yo)
Check it out now
(Word up, say it to them real-, check this out it's a murda)

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped for warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got 'nough shots to share
For all of those, who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this land we be gunning
And keep them shook crews running, like they supposed to
They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place (yo, who that?)
Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up (who that right there? I don't know, son)
With bullet holes and such (we gon' get 'em though)
Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched (you see him? Aight)
You can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
Another- deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothing really, ayo Dun, spark the Philly
So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked-
Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundation
If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you

Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
Living the live that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds (funds)
Some brothers get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook, son, he's just a shook one

For every rhyme I write it's twenty-five to life
Yo, it's a must, in gats we trust, safeguarding my life
Ain't no time for hesitation, that only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, there's no relation
Queensbridge and we don't play, I don't got time
For your petty thinking mind, son, I'm bigger than those
Claiming that you pack heat but you're scared to hold
And once the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome
Thirteen years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid?
You talk a good one but you don't want it
Sometimes I wonder, "Do I deserve to live
Or am I gonna burn in Hell for all the things I did?"
No time to dwell on that 'cause my brain reacts
Front if you want, kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line
Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sipping, E&J got my mind flipping
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my function (function)
'Cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal
And once I get on I'ma put on all my people (yo, yo)
React quick, spit lyrics like MACs, I hit your dome up
When I roll up, don't be caught sleeping 'cause I'm creeping

Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook (he just a shook one)
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
(We live the life that of diamonds)
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Living the live that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds (funds)
Some brothas get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook, son, he's just a shook one

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
To all the villains and a hundred dollar billers
To real brothers who ain't got no feelings, yeah
The whole Bridge, Queens get the money
41st side, keepin' it real, you know
Queens get the money
It ain't nothin', son, it's all good




You know I'm sayin?
Uh, they know where we at

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sigur Ros may sound completely different from the lyrics of Mobb Deep's "Shook Ones," but the emotional depth of both songs is remarkable. While the lyrics of Sigur Ros’s music are sung in a made-up Icelandic-like language, the tones convey extraordinary pain that can be felt in the listener’s heart. On the other hand, the lyrics of Mobb Deep's "Shook Ones" sound like a violent and threatening statement of power directed at anyone attempting to cross them. From the lyrics, one can comprehend that Mobb Deep will protect their gang at any cost, which is reflective of the loyalty that exists within their community.


The lyrics of "Shook Ones" are a reflection of the fear and anxiety that individuals within a community who are forced to survive in violent conditions feel on a daily basis. Mobb Deep uses this song to show the outside world that they will not be intimidated by anyone or anything because they are tough, and their reputation must be maintained. However, they express feeling isolated from the rest of society, and that there is no way of breaking out of the life they have grown accustomed to. It can be said that the lyrics of Sigur Ros and Mobb Deep seem very different at first, but they do have something in common, which is the ability to evoke strong emotions and make people think.


Line by Line Meaning

Word up son, word
Listen closely, my friend


Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar biller
This is for those who commit crimes and make a lot of money


(Yo, I got the phone thing, know I'm sayin'? Keep your eyes open)
I have a way to communicate, so stay alert and be cautious


For real- who ain't got no feelings
Seriously, those who lack emotions


(No doubt, son, keep your eyes open)
Absolutely, my friend, stay vigilant


(I got this, I got this)
I can handle this, I can handle this


(Just watch my back, I got your front, yo)
Cover my back, I'll protect you from the front


Check it out now
Listen carefully


(Word up, say it to them real-, check this out it's a murda)
Pay close attention, this is a serious matter


I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
I have trapped you with the authenticity, we are the famous ones


You heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers
You are aware of our reputation as official killers from Queensbridge


The Mobb comes equipped for warfare, beware
Our group is prepared for violent conflicts, be cautious


Of my crime family who got 'nough shots to share
I belong to a criminal group that has plenty of bullets to distribute


For all of those, who wanna profile and pose
For those who want to show off and pretend to be something they're not


Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone
I will physically assault you, causing severe harm


You all alone in these streets, cousin
You are isolated in the dangerous streets, my friend


Every man for they self in this land we be gunning
Everyone is fighting for their own survival in this violent place


And keep them shook crews running, like they supposed to
And make the scared groups run away, as they should


They come around but they never come close to
They approach but never get near


I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place (yo, who that?)
I can tell from your expression that you are in a dangerous situation (hey, who is that?)


Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up (who that right there? I don't know, son)
People like you end up getting shot all over their body (who is that over there? I'm not sure, my friend)


With bullet holes and such (we gon' get 'em though)
With wounds from bullets and other injuries (but we will catch them regardless)


Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched (you see him? Aight)
If you say the wrong things, you will face the consequences (do you see him? Okay)


You can put your whole army against my team and
You can gather your entire army to fight against my group and


I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing
I promise you, it will be the end of your life


Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
Your words have no effect on me, you are insignificant, and we are important


You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
You are involved in criminal activities, but you are not worthy of being considered an important figure


Don't make me have to call your name out
Don't force me to publicly reveal your identity


Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
Your group is weak, my gunshots will make you jump in the air


I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
Although I am young, I have a mature mindset


And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
In serious situations, my kind heart becomes cold and merciless


Another- deceased, another story gets told
Another person has died, and their story becomes known


It ain't nothing really, ayo Dun, spark the Philly
It is not a big deal, my friend, light up the prepared cigarette


So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked-
So I can distract myself from these cowardly individuals


Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure
I don't understand why those weak people are still alive, it's puzzling


Meanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundation
In the meantime, in Queens, where authenticity and strong principles exist


If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
If I were to die, I couldn't think of a better place for it to happen


When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
When the bullets enter your body, you experience a burning feeling


Getting closer to God in a tight situation
Approaching God in a challenging and dangerous circumstance


Now, take these words home and think it through
Now, take these words to heart and deeply contemplate them


Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Otherwise, the next lyrics I write might be specifically about you


Son, they shook
My friend, they are afraid


'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Because there are no criminals who are only partially committed


Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
Terrified to the point of death and unwilling to confront, they are afraid


'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Because there are no criminals who are only partially committed


Scared to death and scared to look
Terrified to the point of death and unwilling to confront


Living the live that of diamonds and guns
Living a life filled with wealth and firearms


There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds (funds)
There are many different methods to make money


Some brothers get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Some individuals get shot or end up in prison and completely change their ways


Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones
People with weak and fearful hearts, true cowards


He ain't a crook, son, he's just a shook one
He is not a criminal, my friend, he is just a fearful person


For every rhyme I write it's twenty-five to life
Each time I write a verse, it represents a long prison sentence


Yo, it's a must, in gats we trust, safeguarding my life
It is essential, we rely on guns to protect ourselves and ensure our survival


Ain't no time for hesitation, that only leads to incarceration
There is no room for hesitation, as it will only result in being imprisoned


You don't know me, there's no relation
You don't know me, we have no connection


Queensbridge and we don't play, I don't got time
We are from Queensbridge and we are not to be messed with, I don't have time


For your petty thinking mind, son, I'm bigger than those
For your trivial thoughts, my friend, I am of greater importance


Claiming that you pack heat but you're scared to hold
Boasting about carrying a firearm but being too afraid to use it


And once the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome
And when the situation calms down, you will have a bullet in your head


Thirteen years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid?
I have spent thirteen years living in low-income housing, what is your perception of me?


You talk a good one but you don't want it
You talk confidently, but you don't actually want a confrontation


Sometimes I wonder, 'Do I deserve to live
Sometimes I question if I have a right to continue living


Or am I gonna burn in Hell for all the things I did?'
Or am I destined to suffer in Hell for the actions I have committed?


No time to dwell on that 'cause my brain reacts
No time to ponder that, as my mind instinctively responds


Front if you want, kid, lay on your back
Challenge me if you dare, young one, but be prepared to fall


I don't fake jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live
I don't pretend, young one, you know I confront you directly


Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line
Stay in your limited role as a child, young one, you are crossing boundaries


Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
Criminals with a strong desire to be noticed and acknowledged


I'm sipping, E&J got my mind flipping
I'm drinking, E&J liquor is affecting my thoughts


I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
I'm behaving erratically, finding ways to escape difficult situations through illegal activities


Get that loot, kid, you know my function (function)
Acquire that money, young one, you know what I do (my purpose)


'Cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal
Because as long as I'm alive, I will continue engaging in illegal activities


And once I get on I'ma put on all my people (yo, yo)
And once I become successful, I will provide opportunities for all my associates (hey, hey)


React quick, spit lyrics like MACs, I hit your dome up
React swiftly, rap aggressively like guns, I strike your head


When I roll up, don't be caught sleeping 'cause I'm creeping
When I approach, don't be caught off guard because I'm sneaking up on you


Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yes, yes, yes (yes)


To all the villains and a hundred dollar billers
To all the criminals and those making a lot of money


To real brothers who ain't got no feelings, yeah
To genuine individuals who lack emotions, yes


The whole Bridge, Queens get the money
All of the Queensbridge neighborhood, Queens, is focused on making money


41st side, keepin' it real, you know
41st side, staying authentic, you know


Queens get the money
Queens is actively making money


It ain't nothin', son, it's all good
It's nothing, my friend, everything is fine


You know I'm sayin?
You know what I mean?


Uh, they know where we at
Uh, they are aware of our location




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita

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@mojojojo911

More than a decade and I keep finding myself coming back to this song. It's an anthem.

@theinfamousone222

Me too bro we have to live this up i get wierd strange feeling when i see comments 13 yrs ago

@After9waves

It's 3 AM, I'm packing for a small summer excursion tomorrow and while folding my beach towel I was mumbling the song's melody and I thought "damn, it's been a while". And here I am, noticing that this was uploaded 15 years ago...

@sallyland4746

yes

@KahurangiSteez

Honestly, saved my life.

@burningandunconsumed

@@KahurangiSteez me too

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@LifeOrbes

Always come back to this to pay respects to Emancipator for this joint. Rest in Peace, Prodigy.

@myrtlemoneymakinjenkins5345

And still coming back

@speddytaghetti7905

@@myrtlemoneymakinjenkins5345and still, in 2023, coming back…

@racequad9

I found this back in 2008!! Didn't have that many views. I can't believe how nostalgic this song is, how time flies

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