Silkk rose to fame in the mid-to-late 1990s, releasing records through Master P's label, No Limit Records. His self-titled debut, The Shocker, was released in 1996. Silkk was featured on Master P's 1998 hit, "Make 'Em Say Uhhh!" and had a minor rap hit with his own single that same year, "It Ain't My Fault," featuring label-mate Mystikal. Silkk also performed with R&B singer Mya on the second single released from her self-titled debut album, "Movin' On." In 1999, Mya and Silkk collaborated on the lead single from his album "Made Man." The track, titled "Somebody Like Me," went on to become one of the year's top-selling singles on the Billboard charts. Since then, Silkk has released two additional solo albums: "My World, My Way" in 2001 and "Based On A True Story" in 2004. Neither release generated the same success he enjoyed in the late 1990s. Silkk was also featured on World Wrestling Entertainment's Wreckless Intent album, which was released on May 23, 2006. The song he performed on the album, I'm Comin', has since been used as the theme song for SmackDown! wrestler M.V.P. Silkk also performed former SmackDown! wrestler Orlando Jordan's theme song, Do It Big.
What You Know
Silkk The Shocker Lyrics
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What up?
Tell Jigga we need 4 apples,
2 bananas and 5 oranges
You sure?
Nigga, he know what I'm talkin 'bout
Aight, I'll get him on the phone
From my block to yo block nigga
The world belongs to us
You can do what you want to do
What you gon do? Huh? What?
The streets belong to us
You can do what you want to do
What you gon do? Huh? What?
Yo from the South to the East nigga, from the streets to the burbs
I fuck wit niggas when they talk, the speech just be slurred
You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow
Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so
Mr. Got both - if you hate me stop, if you jealous
Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella
Used to cop bricks for 30
Now I do nothin but sit back and drop hits, ya heard me?
I ain't nothin but a thug that got rich ya heard me
Drop the top when it's hot
If not call Jay tell him blow the mall up and
Come and shop in Jersey
You know what I did, you know how I come
You wouldn't even think about testin me dog if you know what I done
Didn't change a bit, I'm still thuggish, still thuggin
Niggaz ask how much money I got do math
You know how to add I'm P little brother
Shit, I can't tell y'all nothin I gotta show y'all
Real in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all
Yo I sleep through the rain, sleep through the pain
Would have knew about me but you don't
Cause know why, cuase you was sleep when I came
But I'm here now, y'all suckas fear now
Look, plan on bein on top, don't stop, plan on bein hot year round
I don't do it for no love, I do it for the thugs
Do it for my block, do it for the VIP spots in the club
It's hard to stop this life like it's hard to call cocked dice
We ain't nothin but some bout it, bout it niggaz
That live the "Hard Knock Life"
[Chorus]
From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot
We out the door, out the most, and the flow don't stop
You know what we do, you know what we 'bout
You know what we do, you know what we 'bout
From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot
We out the door, out the most, and the flow don't stop
From the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd
You know what we do when we come through, ya heard?
In the south nigga
Deep in the four door, watchin that old dog
Or in the club nigga, shakin' them hoes off
Poppin my foes off ain't nothin changed
Or catch me on the block with thugs knockin the o's off
Baggin that 'dro nigga, stackin that dough
Clappin at foes and I'm laughin at hoes
Holdin them dice and I'm breakin yo bank
You see the shit Roc-A-Fella make wit The Tank
Even without the airplay platinum off of heresay
It's your year Jay get off my dick
Been my year, you talkin to a winner here
Iceberg winter's wear, linen chair
My style intact, money ain't come from rap
And we can take it right back if it comes to that
Block or Billboard, you gotta feel dog
I stay real y'all, that's how I kill y'all
[Chorus]
I used to rap, now B-ball's my life
Move that house on the lake for the kids and the wife
Check the bank account, it's seven figures
Who that Rolls in the video for, it's mines nigga
I got game, ask the players in the pro's
Who got shot, it ain't my fault
(Ohhhh it ain't my fault) he owed me dough
Independent, black-owned, my world, my country
No Limit and Roc-A-Fella run this like drug money
So can I get a huh, huh? A what, what?
Pass the weed cause soldiers like to puff, puff
From the South to the East baby, baby
A couple of unggggh's now they gotta pay me
And flip bricks with ghetto chicks with no bicks
And nine's with no clips and sides wit no chips
Come fast or slow, from cheddar to dough
Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Jay-Z
The rowdiest niggaz you know
[Chorus]
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya, get ya money dog
Get ya, get ya
From the South, to the Midwest
To the East, to the West whatever
Y'all get y'all money y'all
From my block to yo block, it just don't stop
The lyrics to Silkk The Shocker's song "You Know What We Bout" are all about living the "Hard Knock Life" and taking control of the world. Silkk starts off by asking Jigga to fetch some fruit: "Tell Jigga we need 4 apples, 2 bananas, and 5 oranges." This is a nod to Jay-Z who famously rapped about apples and bananas in his song "Can I Get A...". Silkk wants Jigga to get these fruits because he knows what he's talking about.
The rest of the song is all about Silkk's life and how he's made it from the South to the East. He's a thug that's gotten rich and can drop hits. He sleeps through the rain and pain and is here now. Silkk is a real rapper and does this for the thugs and his block. He's always planning to be on top and won't stop.
The chorus talks about the flow not stopping and what Silkk and his crew do when they come through. The song ends by reminding everyone to get their money because it doesn't stop.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo Silkk
Introduction
What up?
Greeting
Tell Jigga we need 4 apples,
2 bananas and 5 oranges
Asking someone to order fruits
You sure?
Asking for confirmation
Nigga, he know what I'm talkin 'bout
Assuming that the person on the phone is aware of the situation
Aight, I'll get him on the phone
Agreeing to make the call
From my block to yo block nigga
The world belongs to who?
Asserting dominance in the world
The world belongs to us
Claiming ownership of the world
You can do what you want to do
What you gon do? Huh? What?
Asking what someone is going to do about it
The streets belong to us
Claiming ownership of the streets
Yo from the South to the East nigga, from the streets to the burbs
Enumerating the territories where they are dominant
I fuck wit niggas when they talk, the speech just be slurred
Preferring to associate with people who are actively using drugs
You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow
Introducing oneself as successful and talented
Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so
Mr. Got both - if you hate me stop, if you jealous
Explaining the previous statement and daring anyone to challenge his success
Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella
Name-dropping successful people and record labels
Used to cop bricks for 30
Now I do nothin but sit back and drop hits, ya heard me?
Boasting about past drug dealings and current success in the music industry
I ain't nothin but a thug that got rich ya heard me
Drop the top when it's hot
Describing oneself as a thug who became successful and showing off his wealth
If not call Jay tell him blow the mall up and
Come and shop in Jersey
Jokingly asking Jay-Z to create chaos so they can shop without being bothered
You know what I did, you know how I come
You wouldn't even think about testin me dog if you know what I done
Warning others not to mess with him based on his past actions
Didn't change a bit, I'm still thuggish, still thuggin
Stating that he's still a thug despite his success
Niggaz ask how much money I got do math
You know how to add I'm P little brother
Challenging anyone who's curious about his wealth and reminding them of his affiliation with Master P
Shit, I can't tell y'all nothin I gotta show y'all
Real in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all
Refusing to explain himself and insisting that he's genuine
Yo I sleep through the rain, sleep through the pain
Would have knew about me but you don't
Cause know why, cuase you was sleep when I came
Claiming that people who don't know him were not paying attention when he arrived on the scene
But I'm here now, y'all suckas fear now
Look, plan on bein on top, don't stop, plan on bein hot year round
Bringing attention to his current status and intentions to stay successful all year
I don't do it for no love, I do it for the thugs
Do it for my block, do it for the VIP spots in the club
Explaining why he creates music and who he does it for
It's hard to stop this life like it's hard to call cocked dice
We ain't nothin but some bout it, bout it niggaz
That live the "Hard Knock Life"
Making a comparison between his life and a game of dice while referencing the song 'Hard Knock Life' by Jay-Z
From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot
We out the door, out the most, and the flow don't stop
You know what we do, you know what we 'bout
From the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd
Reiterating their dominance across different regions and letting people know what they stand for
In the south nigga
Deep in the four door, watchin that old dog
Or in the club nigga, shakin' them hoes off
Describing his activities in the south, including buying drugs and going to clubs
Poppin my foes off ain't nothin changed
Or catch me on the block with thugs knockin the o's off
Boasting about his ability to take care of his enemies and making money through drug dealing
Baggin that 'dro nigga, stackin that dough
Clappin at foes and I'm laughin at hoes
Continuing to describe his drug-related activities and interactions with women
Holding them dice and I'm breakin yo bank
You see the shit Roc-A-Fella make wit The Tank
Boasting about his gambling skills and the success of Roc-A-Fella Records
Even without the airplay platinum off of heresay
It's your year Jay get off my dick
Asserting that one doesn't need airplay to be successful and telling Jay-Z to stop riding his coattails
Been my year, you talkin to a winner here
Iceberg winter's wear, linen chair
Continuing to assert his success and name-dropping high-end fashion items
My style intact, money ain't come from rap
And we can take it right back if it comes to that
Stating that he's not dependent on his music for his wealth and warning anyone who might try to take it away from him
Block or Billboard, you gotta feel dog
I stay real y'all, that's how I kill y'all
Saying that he's respected both on the streets and in the music industry because of his authenticity and warning anyone who tries to bring him down
I used to rap, now B-ball's my life
Move that house on the lake for the kids and the wife
Explaining that he's now focusing on basketball and making smart investments for his family
Check the bank account, it's seven figures
Who that Rolls in the video for, it's mines nigga
Showing off his wealth and assets while also asserting ownership over a car in one of his videos
I got game, ask the players in the pro's
Who got shot, it ain't my fault
(Ohhhh it ain't my fault) he owed me dough
Boasting about being skilled at basketball and making fun of someone who owes him money and got shot
Independent, black-owned, my world, my country
No Limit and Roc-A-Fella run this like drug money
Proudly stating that his record label is independent and black-owned, while also asserting dominance over the industry
So can I get a huh, huh? A what, what?
Pass the weed cause soldiers like to puff, puff
Asking for a response from the audience and requesting for weed
From the South to the East baby, baby
A couple of unggggh's now they gotta pay me
Once again asserting dominance over different regions and stating that people have to pay him for his presence
And flip bricks with ghetto chicks with no bicks
And nine's with no clips and sides wit no chips
Boasting about his ability to sell drugs and have relationships with women who don't have cars
Come fast or slow, from cheddar to dough
Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Jay-Z
The rowdiest niggaz you know
Inviting people to come to him whether they have little or a lot of money and name-dropping successful rappers
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya, get ya money dog
Get ya, get ya
Encouraging people to make money
From the South, to the Midwest
To the East, to the West whatever
Y'all get y'all money y'all
Encouraging people from different regions to make money
From my block to yo block, it just don't stop
Reiterating that their dominance does not have geographical boundaries
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: SHAWN CARTER, SHAWN C CARTER, VYSHON MILLER
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