Predator
Styles P Feat. Lloyd Banks Lyrics


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Yeah
Ride with a nigga
Statik Selektah
Ride with a nigga
Yeah

Call me the general
Pushin the agenda dude
For my millennials, for the youth and the fellas too
Trying to be perennial, but chances living is minimal
She critical, exactly what made my niggas criminals
Typical AmeriKKKa, damn sure ain't no miracle
Word to Steezy, I'mma keep this shit lyrical
Til' I fall out my physical
All of my verses is biblical
Flowing religiously, my delivery is spiritual
Feelin' invincible, this here ain't nothing new
This is just principle, take notes, if I were you
They say I'm a clumsy king, how I be dropping jewels
But see the funny thing is I got lots to lose
Never no fucks to give, only one life to live
So I can exchange my negative for a positive
And it's all
Good Lord
The pen is way mightier than the sword
Who want war? I told you before

How I kick in the door
With the rugged war, back just to re-install
What you niggas thought it was?
Yes I'm a veteran, you just a come up
About to teach you a lesson
How to get your hunger up?
Homie ya
How I kick in the door
With the rugged war, back just to re-install
What you niggas thought it was?
Yes I'm a veteran, you just a come up
About to teach you a lesson
How to get your fuckin hunger up?
Nigga

Badmon we a run tings
We never let the tings run we
All the gyal dem a come pree
And tell them everybody never come free
Badmon we a run tings
We never let the tings run we
All the gyal dem a come pree
And tell them everybody never come free

Super predator, filthy AmeriKKKa
Burn the newspapers and the editors
My dead presidents ain't dead enough
Blew a zip to the head, still ain't red enough
Pray to Jesus, hope he got you
No I'm not a chicken, I never listen to FOX News
Niggas built the country but never getting their props due
Paying for my people, I'm still payin' for my pops dues
I'm royalty, my momma said it
I'm gold hearted, I'm scum headed
Lost soul in a promised land of promises
Gotta mask on, but no I'm not anonymous
Built on my lonely, no accomplices
Light a L up for my accomplishments
I'm a real nigga, it's not a lot of 'em
If they were, then the cops probably shot at 'em

Badmon we a run tings
We never let the tings run we
All the gyal dem a come pree
And tell them everybody never come free
Badmon we a run tings
We never let the tings run we
All the gyal dem a come pree
And tell them everybody never come free

Yeah
Stomp the grass in my Timbalands
Ain't nothing colder than New York when that December ends
The coldest shoulders
From average joes and the simple mans
I pack the heat cause I'm known around to be simmering
That mean I'm finna hit the boilin' point like real soon
Man, I've been heating up
My self esteem been on the move
The flow is hotter than volcanic craters near the equator
Any debaters is simply haters
They know that I'm greater
I be countin' my paper, forever fuck all the majors
Did it all on my own, don't owe nobody no favors
It's clear, I'm heir to the throne
I've been the best in my zone
Internationally known, forever Brooklyn's own
I mean
But here's for the Presidents, the Congressmen, the Senators
Who got us all slaving while they reaping all the benefits




Got the world thinking that it's true 'bout what they said of us
AmeriKKKa's worst nightmare, the super predator

Overall Meaning

In Styles P Feat. Lloyd Banks's song Predator, the overall message is one of power and resilience in the face of a challenging world that has never been particularly kind to Black Americans. In the beginning of the song, Styles P positions himself as a kind of general, leading his listeners towards an elevated understanding of their own strength and potential. He acknowledges the challenges present in life, particularly for young men, but argues that a shift in perspective can take you far. The song then delves into the issue of race in America, taking aim at the country's systemic inequalities, particularly with regard to the criminal justice system, where Black men are disproportionately incarcerated. Styles P is uncompromising throughout, and his verses are packed with references to some of the biggest issues facing Black people in America today.


The song is a blistering critique of how Black men are so often portrayed as "super predators" who are inherently violent and dangerous, with no hope of ever being reformed. This idea has been perpetuated by the media and politicians alike for decades and has long been used to justify harsher sentencing, policing, and other measures that have led to the over-policing and mass incarceration of Black Americans. Styles P takes issue with this narrative and instead positions himself and his fellow rappers as powerful figures who are capable of uplifting themselves and their communities. The song is essentially a call to arms, urging Black men to reject these harmful stereotypes, take back their power, and rise up against the system that seeks to hold them down.


Line by Line Meaning

Call me the general
Refer to me as the leader


Pushin the agenda dude
Advocating for an idea


For my millennials, for the youth and the fellas too
For young people and men of all ages


Trying to be perennial, but chances living is minimal
Striving for lasting success, but facing limited opportunities


She critical, exactly what made my niggas criminals
The situation is crucial, and this is what led my friends to become criminals


Typical AmeriKKKa, damn sure ain't no miracle
This is the usual state of America, nothing surprising or miraculous about it


Word to Steezy, I'mma keep this shit lyrical
I will continue to write meaningful and poetic lyrics in honor of Steezy


Til' I fall out my physical
Until I can no longer physically continue


All of my verses is biblical
My verses are deeply meaningful, like those found in the Bible


Flowing religiously, my delivery is spiritual
My flow is like a religious experience, and my delivery is soulful


Feelin' invincible, this here ain't nothing new
I am unstoppable, and this feeling is not new to me


This is just principle, take notes, if I were you
This is simply the foundation of my beliefs, and you should take notes


They say I'm a clumsy king, how I be dropping jewels
People say I am not very polished, but I still offer valuable insights


But see the funny thing is I got lots to lose
The ironic thing is that I have much at stake


Never no fucks to give, only one life to live
I don't care about what others think, as I only have one life to live


So I can exchange my negative for a positive
I can turn a negative situation into a positive one


The pen is way mightier than the sword
Words and ideas are more powerful than violence


Who want war? I told you before
Who wants to fight? I warned you earlier


Super predator, filthy AmeriKKKa
The US is a corrupt system, with a dangerous criminal element


Burn the newspapers and the editors
Destroy the media that perpetuates these issues


My dead presidents ain't dead enough
My money and success are not enough to satisfy me


Blew a zip to the head, still ain't red enough
I smoked a lot of weed, but it did not calm me down


Pray to Jesus, hope he got you
Have faith in Jesus and hope for salvation


No I'm not a chicken, I never listen to FOX News
I am not a coward, and I do not believe in biased media sources


Niggas built the country but never getting their props due
Black people helped build America, but have not received recognition


Paying for my people, I'm still payin' for my pops dues
I am supporting my community, while still facing the repercussions of my father's mistakes


I'm royalty, my momma said it
My mother believes I am special and deserving of respect


Lost soul in a promised land of promises
I feel hopeless in a country of unfulfilled promises


Gotta mask on, but no I'm not anonymous
I am hiding my true feelings, but I am not anonymous


Built on my lonely, no accomplices
I have achieved success on my own, without the help of others


Light a L up for my accomplishments
Celebrate my achievements with a joint


I'm a real nigga, it's not a lot of 'em
I am authentic, and there are not many like me


If they were, then the cops probably shot at 'em
If there were more real people, the police would likely target them


Stomp the grass in my Timbalands
I walk with a tough attitude and confidence


Ain't nothing colder than New York when that December ends
New York is extremely cold at the end of December


The coldest shoulders
People are not friendly or welcoming


From average joes and the simple mans
Even regular people are cold and uncaring


I pack the heat cause I'm known around to be simmering
I carry a gun because I have a reputation for being easily angered


That mean I'm finna hit the boilin' point like real soon
I am close to reaching my limit and exploding with anger


Man, I've been heating up
I have been getting angrier and more frustrated over time


My self esteem been on the move
My confidence has been fluctuating


The flow is hotter than volcanic craters near the equator
My rap style is very impressive and passionate


Any debaters is simply haters
Anyone who disagrees with me is simply envious of my success


They know that I'm greater
They are aware that I am more talented and successful


I be countin' my paper, forever fuck all the majors
I am making a lot of money for myself and do not need major record labels


Did it all on my own, don't owe nobody no favors
I achieved success independently and do not owe anyone anything


It's clear, I'm heir to the throne
It is obvious that I am destined for greatness


I've been the best in my zone
I am the most talented rapper in my area


Internationally known, forever Brooklyn's own
I am recognized globally, but will always represent Brooklyn


But here's for the Presidents, the Congressmen, the Senators
This is a message for politicians and leaders of the country


Who got us all slaving while they reaping all the benefits
They are making us work hard, while they reap the rewards


Got the world thinking that it's true 'bout what they said of us
They have convinced the world that the negative stereotypes about us are true


AmeriKKKa's worst nightmare, the super predator
The American system's biggest fear is the violent criminal element in the country


Badmon we a run tings
We are the bad guys in charge


We never let the tings run we
We are always in control


All the gyal dem a come pree
All the women are attracted to us


And tell them everybody never come free
We expect something in return for our actions




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: PATRICK BARIL, D STYLES, LEONARD CHARLES TREBLICO, BRADY WATT, JO-VAUGHN VIRGINIE

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The Perfect competitor
Allergic to comin in second
The repetoirs the set up
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A Betting man on a day at the tracks...go ahead pick a winner
Spot me and shot if you got me
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Alexander R

Lloyd banks and Styles P. should just make an EP together, probably not gna happen but every song they collab on is πŸ”₯.

Jessep Barton

Bro they should just make him a member of the lox

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Hardeep Singh

That's a dream come true. Although, I would mind Dave East on it either.

SmGleemz

This track really slaps when you cutting in and out of lanes pullin a buck

Jay Dub

9 years later shit still slap πŸ‘‹

Tanner Lahey

Always knew he was the best in g-unit, still spits the old NY bars with the flow to go along, salute

Kaiden

Facts

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hags vito Lloyd shits on the whole unit coldest lyricist mfkr ever πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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