Storm
The Jacka Lyrics
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(Riders on the storm)
Nigga watch out nigga
(Riders on the storm)
Spit my life on this beat, live my life on the street
Got the thugs on my team, keep the strap in my reach
And I'm lovin' the lean, but don't fuck wit the peach
Optimo, hit the Sco, 60 box of the sweets
I really live this shit, these squares wanna be me
But you niggas is weak, and you scared to get doe
I done did road trips wit 50 bricks of that blow
Gangsta's buy 'em from me, but'll kill for ya nig
Cuz keep it real as fuck is all I did
That's all I know, smoke everyday
100 in my chop, cuz we don't play
Na we just kill, nigga where I stay
Nigga where I live, hit a bank bare faced
Just to feed our kid, got beef wit the J
Shoot my gun at your crib, and do a day at the block
Never stop for the pigs, that's just how we rock
(Riders on the storm)
I'm from the city that Big rep
Where coke droughts, got niggas cryin' like Isaiah on the Knick's bench
A closed mouth don't get fed
A real man, will keep his mouth closed even wit the feds
Never sleep you get enough rest when you're dead
Fuck a dream what you need is a good connect
If it's pure or compressed you've been blessed
In other words less complainin' more to stretch
Thorough niggas ain't born we bred
I'd rather be loved than feared
I'm smooth 'til I'm on the edge
I don't move unprepared
What part you ain't understand
Fuck around lay around, while I over stand
The road to redemption I'm on a chosen path
To greatness ain't nothin' gonna hold me back
Niggas know where my zone is at
I spit it how I live it this is cocaine rap, ugh
(Riders on the storm)
Hustlin' in the rain wit my nigs pushin' cane
Push my thang to your ribs nigga you know what this is
Fuck the drought I'm the Jack, give me all the shit
I'm goin' in, let's get it in, I'll kill again to feed my kids
I gives a shit about a bitch up in the yay
East Bay gangsta like that S-P-I-C-E who rock wit men
You can eat, I walk around wit my heat
But I'm cooler than a styrofoam cup full of lean
If you know us if you don't you better scream mutha fucka
Chrome 4-4 wit the beam on the rubber
Livin' nigga's dreams but a nigga had to suffer
Ridin' through the storm I don't think I could recover
The song "Storm" by The Jacka contains intense and raw lyrics that speak about the life on the streets, drug dealing, gangster culture, and the challenges that come with it. The song starts with the line "Riders on the storm," which implies that the rapper is facing difficult situations that are beyond his control. He mentions that he lives his life on the streets and is always carrying a firearm to protect himself. He also talks about his love for lean, a codeine-based concoction, and how he rolls his weed with Optimo cigars.
The lyrics mention that the rapper has done road trips with 50 bricks of blow, and gangsters buy them from him. He also states that he knows the reality of living his life on the streets and that squares just want to be like him. The chorus repeats "riders on the storm," indicating that he's going through tough times in his life, but he is determined to ride out the storm.
The second verse touches upon the theme of hustling and grinding. The Jacka raps about pushing cane in the rain with his nigs, and his determination to kill for his kids' sake. He mentions being a gangster from the East Bay and compares his style to Spice One, another rapper from Oakland. He also boasts about his firearm, saying he walks around with it, but he's cooler than a styrofoam cup full of lean.
Overall, the song "Storm" is an honest and brutal representation of life on the streets, and The Jacka's lyrics carry a powerful message that speaks directly to the struggles faced by people who live that life.
Line by Line Meaning
Killa on the road nigga
I am on the road to kill, watch out.
Nigga watch out nigga
I am warning you to watch out for me.
Spit my life on this beat, live my life on the street
I'm rapping about my life on the street and the things I've experienced.
Got the thugs on my team, keep the strap in my reach
I have a group of thugs that I work with and always have my weapon within reach.
And I'm lovin' the lean, but don't fuck wit the peach
I enjoy drinking lean but I do not like the peach flavor.
Optimo, hit the Sco, 60 box of the sweets
I smoke Optimos and Swisher Sweets, usually with 60 in a box.
Yea I'm fully aware, even if I look sleep
I am always alert, even if I appear to be asleep.
I really live this shit, these squares wanna be me
I am living this lifestyle for real, while others who are not involved want to be like me.
But you niggas is weak, and you scared to get doe
You are weak and scared to make money.
I done did road trips wit 50 bricks of that blow
I've taken road trips with 50 bricks of cocaine.
Gangsta's buy 'em from me, but'll kill for ya nig
Gangstas purchase cocaine from me but will also kill for me.
Cuz keep it real as fuck is all I did
I always kept it real, nothing was fake.
That's all I know, smoke everyday
All I know is this lifestyle and I smoke every day.
100 in my chop, cuz we don't play
There are 100 bullets in my gun because we don't play around.
Na we just kill, nigga where I stay
We just kill people where I'm from.
Nigga where I live, hit a bank bare faced
I robbed a bank without a mask where I live.
Just to feed our kid, got beef wit the J
I did it to feed my child and have beef with the police.
Shoot my gun at your crib, and do a day at the block
I will shoot your residence and do a day in jail intentionally.
Never stop for the pigs, that's just how we rock
I never stop for the police, that is just how I live my life.
I'm from the city that Big rep
I'm from the same city as The Notorious B.I.G.
Where coke droughts, got niggas cryin' like Isaiah on the Knick's bench
There are times when there is a shortage of cocaine and it leads people to desperation.
A closed mouth don't get fed
If you don't speak up, you won't get what you need.
A real man, will keep his mouth closed even wit the feds
A real man will not say anything to the police, even if they are under investigation.
Never sleep you get enough rest when you're dead
I never sleep because I'll have plenty of time to rest when I am dead.
Fuck a dream what you need is a good connect
Dreams won't get you anywhere, having good connections will.
If it's pure or compressed you've been blessed
If the cocaine is pure or compressed, it is a blessing.
In other words less complainin' more to stretch
In other words, complain less and work harder to make more money.
Thorough niggas ain't born we bred
We are not born thorough, we are raised to be that way.
I'd rather be loved than feared
I would rather be respected and loved than feared.
I'm smooth 'til I'm on the edge
I am smooth until I reach the edge, then I am aggressive.
I don't move unprepared
I never go anywhere without being prepared.
What part you ain't understand
What part of this do you not understand?
Fuck around lay around, while I over stand
If you mess around, you'll end up dead, while I understand the situation better.
The road to redemption I'm on a chosen path
I am on a path to redemption, on my own volition.
To greatness ain't nothin' gonna hold me back
Nothing will stop me from achieving greatness.
Niggas know where my zone is at
People know where I am at my strongest/most comfortable zone.
I spit it how I live it this is cocaine rap, ugh
I rap about my lifestyle, which is centered around cocaine.
Hustlin' in the rain wit my nigs pushin' cane
I hustle in the rain with my friends, pushing cocaine.
Push my thang to your ribs nigga you know what this is
I push my weapon against your ribs, so you know what I am capable of.
Fuck the drought I'm the Jack, give me all the shit
I am the Jack (drug dealer), I don't care about the shortages, just give me all the cocaine.
I'm goin' in, let's get it in, I'll kill again to feed my kids
I am going all in, I will even kill to feed my children.
I gives a shit about a bitch up in the yay
I don't care about a girl from the Bay Area.
East Bay gangsta like that S-P-I-C-E who rock wit men
I am a gangster from the East Bay, like Spice 1.
You can eat, I walk around wit my heat
You can eat food, but I walk around with my gun.
But I'm cooler than a styrofoam cup full of lean
I'm very cool, even cooler than a cup of lean.
If you know us if you don't you better scream mutha fucka
If you know about us, then great. If you don't, you better be scared and scream.
Chrome 4-4 wit the beam on the rubber
I have a chrome 44 Magnum gun with a laser sight on the grip.
Livin' nigga's dreams but a nigga had to suffer
I am living the dream of many people, but I had to go through a lot of pain to get here.
Ridin' through the storm I don't think I could recover
I am going through a tough time and do not think I can recover from it.
Writer(s): チバ ユウスケ, The Birthday
Contributed by Annabelle J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.