Murder
Silkk Lyrics
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(Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue)
y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!
Chorus (2X): Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a fuck
Well, it's time to ride, slide
them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass
I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house
And if they home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out
Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin
Drama, fuck all that, stay real when it's time to peel
Caps, no doubt, hah I check the house
Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all ya'll stressed out
That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga
What you think we was doin before we was rappin, we was drug dealers
You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame
Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game
Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad
I'm a fuck you nigga
you gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask
You talkin shit, but, bitch, it's goin down
See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now
It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the beginnin
It's time to ride, when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Chorus (2X)
[Master P]
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane
Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin Mr. Murder, mad
Hustla, balla, Mr. fuckin Do-a-reporter
Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a balla
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd Ward villain, I'm in the killin
They ban my videos from TV, they say they drug dealin
Ice cream slangin,
And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, what are they thinkin?
They could stop, a nigga from comin up
They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks
Independent, and black owned
But still got more money than Al Capone
y'all niggaz can't stop a killa,
A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala
But if they shoot, did up with police
Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East
And call me Mr. Paul
Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like Steven Seagal
Mr. Killa, the ghetto Kadofy
And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me
Chorus (2X)
[Big Ed]
Niggaz, they want to start some stack
but if they stack then let it be started
And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed
Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it
When I pop ya with this heart rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy toes
See the barrel knows where the bullet go
and then we smash off in that 4 by 4
See we rolled on ya set and then bucked
A bunch of niggaz fallen and they can't get up
You wants to fuck with this TRU click and get ya khakis creased
Get your shirt pressed and the bullets rip through yo chest
TRU niggaz don't fall, fool, we to busy flossin
It might be your ho we tossin
Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin
Chorus (2X)
Ha ha. Now y'all know. We run the muthafuckin streets.
No Limit. True to the game. Silkk the Shocker.
This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches
(soldiers) from Richmond (Atlanta) Down South (Alabama)
to the East Coast (to the West Coast)
to motherfuckin Kentucky, Missouri (to Florida) to Dallas (Houston)
to New Orleans (Austin, Texas) to muthafuckin Miami (D.C.) to
Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin
Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia,
Seattle, Washington) Detroit (Omaha, Nebraska) Chicago (Phoenix)
To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (Alberquerque) gangsta (Indiana) real
niggaz and bitches (all y'all niggaz that's locked up) everywhere.
Murder, murder, murder, murder. Ha ha.
But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass
(watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187
(a 187)
Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!)
Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy)
cause the sreets is real. Believe that.
The song "Murder" by Silkk the Shocker is a gangsta rap track that talks about the reality of street violence, gang culture, and gunplay. In the song, Silkk talks about the need for gang leaders to demonstrate their leadership skills and not follow other people's actions blindly. He believes in being true to oneself, and that's what he represents with his TRU tattoo. The hook, which repeats the words "murder" and "187" (referring to police code for murder), glorifies violence as a way of asserting dominance and power in the streets. Silkk raps about the importance of staying true to one's roots and being willing to ride or slide (shoot) when necessary. He is not afraid to go out and "take them niggaz out" when he thinks people have crossed a line. Even when he was not famous, he was a drug dealer, and he won't let fame get in the way of him getting justice.
Master P raps a verse that's equally intense and carries a similar message to Silkk's verse. He compares himself to a "hurricane," causing destruction wherever he goes. He believes in killing anyone who opposes him, including Mr. Murder. He says that he doesn't care about anyone, whether it's a bitch or a baller, and that he'll only deal with those who "break me off proper." He suggests that the ban on his gangsta rap music videos is due to the widespread belief that he engages in drug dealing and criminal activities. Big Ed shares a similar message to Silkk and Master P, talking about the need to be "bout it" and down for whatever. He talks about the importance of stacking (starting) things up and not being afraid of the consequences. He says that his crew is always down for whoever they ride, and they'll make the bullets rip through anybody's chest.
Line by Line Meaning
y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit?
Are you prepared for the aggressive and violent content in this song from Silkk the Shocker?
Switch!
Attention, to those claiming gang affiliations of the colors red or blue.
y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower
Do you have the courage to make your choices and actions as an individual, not simply following others?
my muthafuckin TRU tatoo
The tattoo on my body representing my rap group, TRU.
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a fuck
Repeated references to the act of murder, and the dismissal of any consequences due
Well, it's time to ride, slide
them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
It is time to be violent towards those who have wronged us.
See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now
It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
Silkk the Shocker had been incarcerated but now he's released and ready to wreak havoc on his oppressors.
But still got more money than Al Capone
y'all niggaz can't stop a killa
A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala
The artist boasts of his vast wealth and notoriety, while also declaring his willingness to commit murder, sell drugs, and engage in other illegal activities.
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin
All members of Silkk the Shocker's group are willing to take action and carry guns to ensure their safety.
Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin
Those who confront Silkk the Shocker and his crew will meet a similar fate to Michael Jackson who was famously physically attacked.
But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass
(watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187
(a 187)
Silkk the Shocker is warning others to watch out or risk being on the receiving end of a murder.
Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!)
Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy)
cause the sreets is real. Believe that.
Silkk the Shocker advises listeners that everyone he knows will take violent action, so it's best to not trust anyone as the streets are dangerous.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: KEN JORDAN, SCOTT KIRKLAND, SCOTT RICHARD WEILAND
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