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Posted Up
T-Rock Lyrics


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[Chorus - 2X]
We posted up! We posted up from the front to the back
We posted up! We posted up blowing blunts by the packs
We posted up! We posted up with a trunk full of gats
We posted up! We posted up nigga you know where we at

[T-Rock]
I keep my money stash in the cellar
My life is crucial more suspense than a Stephen King seller
Beretta for chedda the bravest rebel living clever
I'll suffer you fellas go get the bullets off the dresser
Never snitch under investigation
Loud mouths can suffocate with no resuscitation
I'm in a Caprice with my player partners smoking mean and drinking Vodka
This is the continuation of the saga running like lava
Gunning and robbers I'm blunted with mobsters
Packing choppers so sophisticated still a shortstopper
Constantly a dope clocker to presidentials
Bitches run up get their vital organs this the symbol
Even my mental is a rebel longer level more psychotic than the devil himself
Resting with death until no vessels is left
Betraying ruthless get 'em bat 'em toothless
Checking and undisputed when I spew it to refuse it, we posted up!!

[Chorus - 4X]

[T-Rock]
Crashed and so called assassin afraid I'm blasting
Axes and hatchets where the drama with the tightest clashing
There's no compassion in the trail of tears
Drive bys and robberies I been dwelling in ATL for years
I slang hand to hand no procrastination
Worser than Candyman off of Final Destination
Blow it all up like Pakistan soldier desperation
Wipe 'em out like an avalanche no investigation
With slaying my customers exclusive
This for the players in the palms long out secluded
Whatever ruthless top of the line with shit that we grind like on the line
Glock and the nine doing the crime watch out for mine
Status superb assassins submerged stack up the bird
Attics I serve for trying the herb stacks like I serve
Move around from twelve making sells for mail
It's all about cash clienteles supplying prevailed

[Chorus - 2X]

[T-Rock]
I had no time for hiding too busy surviving
The way of life is adultered to death people coniving
Witness the evil rising alone my blood pressure
On to bring a suicide letters a test to be clever
Want me twisted on the stretcher too explicit for the chedda
This is for getting better now I'm gifted with Berettas
Since it wasn't for this rapping God blessing me with presidents
God is my witness I mass up and run in your residence
Come with no hesitance like a thief in the night
And frozen movie scripts G's who lived a secreted life, I said it
Bitches pathetic riding dick for the credit
y'all out of hot or cold lukewarm niggaz and get ejected
Operation locked down glock rounds ecetera
Call it a cancellation gullotine's for head of cha
On my square I never moved from it
On a planet with sinisters snitches and fools run it ebonic and blunted..

[Chorus - 2X]

Overall Meaning

In T-Rock's song "Posted Up," he describes his life as a seasoned criminal. The chorus repeats that they are "posted up" with weapons and drugs, making it clear that they aren't hiding from anyone. T-Rock talks about his money stash and the life-threatening situations he faces in his line of work. He explains that he is constantly on guard, ready to defend himself from any threats that come his way. He also shares that he has no interest in cooperating with law enforcement and that anyone who threatens their operation will face consequences.


Throughout the song, T-Rock references his affiliation with other criminals in the area, and the group's highly influential status. He highlights their violence with lyrics such as "gunning and robbers" and "longer level more psychotic than the devil himself." T-Rock's message is clear: they are not to be messed with, and their reputation precedes them.


Overall, "Posted Up" showcases the dangerous and violent world of gangs and organized crime. T-Rock's lyrics paint a picture of a life lived on edge, where threats can come from any direction, and violence is the norm.


Line by Line Meaning

We posted up! We posted up from the front to the back
We are everywhere, from the front to the back, showing our presence and power


We posted up! We posted up blowing blunts by the packs
We are smoking weed in large quantities to get high and forget all our troubles


We posted up! We posted up with a trunk full of gats
We are heavily armed with guns, ready to defend ourselves or attack anyone who threatens us


We posted up! We posted up nigga you know where we at
We are here, and you all know where to find us if you want to test our strength and courage


I keep my money stash in the cellar
I store my cash in a secure location to avoid getting caught by the authorities or robbed by my enemies


My life is crucial more suspense than a Stephen King seller
My life is full of danger and suspense, like a story written by Stephen King


Beretta for chedda the bravest rebel living clever
I use a Beretta pistol to earn money and support my rebellious lifestyle, and I do it in a smart and cunning way


I'll suffer you fellas go get the bullets off the dresser
If you cross me, I'll make you suffer and get my bullets ready to teach you a lesson


Never snitch under investigation
I never betray my friends or reveal any secrets to the authorities, especially when I'm under investigation


Loud mouths can suffocate with no resuscitation
If someone talks too much or tries to snitch on me, I'll silence them forever, without any chance of coming back to life


I'm in a Caprice with my player partners smoking mean and drinking Vodka
I'm riding in a Chevy Caprice with my fellow gangsters, smoking weed, and getting drunk on Vodka


This is the continuation of the saga running like lava
This is the never-ending story of our criminal activities, spreading like a flowing lava


Gunning and robbers I'm blunted with mobsters
I'm always carrying guns and robbing people, and I'm hanging out with other criminals who are stoned and operate in organized crime


Packing choppers so sophisticated still a shortstopper
I carry advanced weapons like automatic rifles but can still handle myself when things get tough


Constantly a dope clocker to presidentials
I'm always looking for drugs to sell, from the cheapest to the most expensive ones


Bitches run up get their vital organs this the symbol
Women who approach us with the wrong intentions will pay the price with their lives, as a symbol of our power and authority


Even my mental is a rebel longer level more psychotic than the devil himself
My mindset is rebellious, and my level of craziness is beyond the devil's, making me fearless and unstoppable


Resting with death until no vessels is left
I'm willing to fight and risk my life until I die or have nothing left to give


Betraying ruthless get 'em bat 'em toothless
If someone betrays us, we'll punish them ruthlessly, hitting them with a bat until they lose all their teeth


Checking and undisputed when I spew it to refuse it, we posted up!!
I'm always checking my surroundings and making sure that no one refuses my orders or challenges my authority, as we are still in command


Crashed and so-called assassin afraid I'm blasting
I'm always prepared for an attack by my enemies and ready to retaliate with deadly force


Axes and hatchets where the drama with the tightest clashing
We use sharp weapons like axes and hatchets when we are involved in dangerous conflicts with other gangs or enemies


There's no compassion in the trail of tears
Once you enter our path of destruction, there is no turning back, and we won't show any mercy or compassion towards you


Drive-bys and robberies I been dwelling in ATL for years
I've been involved in numerous drive-by shootings and robberies in Atlanta for many years now


I slang hand to hand no procrastination
I sell drugs directly to customers, and I don't waste any time or hesitate in delivering them


Worser than Candyman off of Final Destination
I'm more dangerous and deadly than the fictional character Candyman from the horror movie Final Destination


Blow it all up like Pakistan soldier desperation
I'll destroy everything and everyone around me when I'm in a desperate situation, like a Pakistani soldier at war


Wipe 'em out like an avalanche no investigation
I'll wipe out my enemies without leaving any traces, like an avalanche that destroys everything in its path without any investigation needed


With slaying my customers exclusive
I sell drugs only to a specific group of customers, who are loyal and high-paying


This for the players in the palms long out secluded
This lifestyle is reserved only for those who are skilled and experienced in the game and live in secrecy


Whatever ruthless top of the line with shit that we grind like on the line
We do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means being ruthless and grinding hard like a production line


Glock and the nine doing the crime watch out for mine
I use a Glock handgun and a 9mm firearm to commit crimes, and anyone who messes with me will face the consequences


Status superb assassins submerged stack up the bird
I'm a top-notch assassin with an excellent reputation, who stays hidden and accumulates wealth and power


Attics I serve for trying the herb stacks like I serve
I sell drugs to addicts who are addicted to smoking marijuana, and I make stacks of money doing so


Move around from twelve making sells for mail
I move around the city like a clock, selling drugs to customers every hour, using the mail service to avoid getting caught


It's all about cash clienteles supplying prevailed
The drug game is all about making money, serving loyal customers, and staying ahead of the competition


I had no time for hiding too busy surviving
I don't have time to hide or be afraid, as I'm too busy trying to stay alive and protect my interests


The way of life is adultered to death people coniving
This lifestyle is full of deceit and treachery, and people will do anything to achieve their goals, even if it means betraying others or risking their lives


Witness the evil rising alone my blood pressure
I'm seeing more and more evil in this world, which is causing me stress and anxiety


On to bring a suicide letters a test to be clever
I'm ready to die rather than surrender or get caught, which is a test of my intelligence and bravery


Want me twisted on the stretcher too explicit for the chedda
I refuse to go down easily and will fight until the end, even if it means getting injured or twisted on a stretcher, as I'm too valuable and dangerous to be caught


Now I'm gifted with Berettas
I'm skilled and comfortable using Beretta handguns, which give me the ability to protect myself and my interests effectively


Since it wasn't for this rapping God blessing me with presidents
If I wasn't a rapper, I wouldn't have been blessed with wealth and power, which I attribute to the grace of God


God is my witness I mass up and run in your residence
I swear by God that I'm willing to gather my crew and enter your residence, ready to do whatever it takes to protect my interests or seek revenge


Come with no hesitance like a thief in the night
I approach every situation with confidence and without any hesitation, like a thief who steals at night


And frozen movie scripts G's who lived a secreted life, I said it
I'm ready to reveal that the stories of our lives are like frozen movie scripts, full of secrets and hidden agendas


Bitches pathetic riding dick for the credit
Women who only want to have sex with me for the fame and notoriety that comes with it are pathetic and worthless


Y'all out of hot or cold lukewarm niggaz and get ejected
If you're not hot or cold and not willing to make a difference, you will get ejected and left behind


Operation locked down glock rounds etcetera
We are executing a mission with no room for errors, using Glock pistols and other weapons to achieve our goal


Call it a cancellation gullotine's for head of cha
We are canceling and eliminating anyone who opposes us, and the punishment will be severe, like losing one's head to a guillotine


On my square I never moved from it
I stay true to my values and beliefs, without changing or compromising them, no matter what happens


On a planet with sinisters snitches and fools run it ebonic and blunted..
I'm living on a planet full of evil people, traitors, and idiots, speaking in street slang and always high on drugs




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