Purple Haze
The Jimi Hendrix Classic Singles Collection Vol. 2 Lyrics


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Cold cut killer with the ice pen
Sub hitting hard need an aspirin
Face in the mud caught lacking
6 Feet under life jagged
Indica lungs I stay lagging
Chief real hard i'm the captain
Thoughts moving fast I feel trapped in
In satin walls I was wrapped in
Self-made nigga I don't need your beats
Star with the talent huh that's me
CLOUD2C treat the beat like Riri
Do it dirty bitch i'm Chris Breezy
Yeezy Yeezy man I feel like Yeezus
God flow do it like Jesus
Reese's pieces candy got me tweakin'
Fuck with lucy man I can feel her peaking

Quiet but I'm puffing on the loud pack
Fifteen and i write my own raps
Watch me fucking blow like the coke slaps
And I feel like rabbit with the coke raps
Krispy Kreme sweet cause i'm nice with it
In my satin thoughts i stay tight knitted
Donut holes keep my circles tight fitted
in satin walls I was wrapped in it

Smoking herbal purple got me dizzy
Toke it verbal help me journal
My internal thoughts overturned overturnal
Keep me up keep me low nocturnal
paranoid paranormal abnormal overthinking
Overlook whats beyond surface




My ghosts haunt me with curses
Nexus clouds chanting written verses

Overall Meaning

These lyrics to the song "Purple Haze" by The Jimi Hendrix Classic Singles Collection Vol. 2 are not related to the original song's lyrics. This seems to be a separate song with different lyrics. The lyrics depict a person who is confident and self-assured, claiming to be a self-made person who doesn't need anyone else's help. The references to drugs, such as indica and herbal purple, suggest that the person is under the influence while writing these lyrics. They describe feeling trapped and needing to escape, while at the same time feeling like a powerful figure (Yeezus, Jesus) who can control their own destiny. They also reference various celebrities and their own talents, suggesting that they are on the path to success.


Overall, the lyrics convey a sense of rebellion, creativity, and self-expression, with a focus on drugs and the desire for freedom. The references to various celebrities suggest a desire to be a part of that world and to achieve similar levels of fame and success. Despite the confident tone of the lyrics, there is a sense of vulnerability and insecurity, as the person describes feeling trapped and overthinking things.


Line by Line Meaning

Cold cut killer with the ice pen
I'm a sharp lyricist, my rhymes are deadly


Sub hitting hard need an aspirin
My bass is so strong, it could cause physical discomfort


Face in the mud caught lacking
I've been defeated, humiliated and made to look foolish


6 Feet under life jagged
Death is inevitable, but for me, it's rough and irregular


Indica lungs I stay lagging
I smoke marijuana heavily and it slows me down


Chief real hard i'm the captain
I'm the one in charge when it comes to smoking weed


Thoughts moving fast I feel trapped in
My mind is racing and I feel overwhelmed


In satin walls I was wrapped in
I had a luxurious upbringing and was sheltered from the harsh realities of life


Self-made nigga I don't need your beats
I've achieved success on my own and don't require anyone else's help


Star with the talent huh that's me
I'm a talented musician and a major celebrity


CLOUD2C treat the beat like Riri
I handle beats with the same care and attention as Rihanna deserves


Do it dirty bitch i'm Chris Breezy
I can make a catchy song with a scandalous subject matter, like Chris Brown


Yeezy Yeezy man I feel like Yeezus
I'm feeling godly and powerful, like Kanye West


God flow do it like Jesus
I have a divine flow and can rap as effortlessly as Jesus would preach


Reese's pieces candy got me tweakin'
Candy makes me hyper, like Reese's Pieces do


Fuck with lucy man I can feel her peaking
When I take LSD (Lucy), I feel its effects intensifying


Quiet but I'm puffing on the loud pack
I may seem subdued, but I'm smoking very potent marijuana


Fifteen and i write my own raps
Despite my young age, I write my own lyrics


Watch me fucking blow like the coke slaps
I'm going to become hugely successful, like someone who's hit the jackpot with cocaine


And I feel like rabbit with the coke raps
I'm as speedy and intense as Eminem (Rabbit) when I rap about drug use


Krispy Kreme sweet cause i'm nice with it
My rhymes are smooth and sweet, like a Krispy Kreme doughnut


In my satin thoughts i stay tight knitted
My privileged upbringing still influences my way of thinking and behaving


Donut holes keep my circles tight fitted
I maintain a small and exclusive circle of friends


Smoking herbal purple got me dizzy
I'm getting high on purple marijuana and feeling disoriented


Toke it verbal help me journal
Smoking weed and rapping about my experiences is therapeutic for me


My internal thoughts overturned overturnal
My deeply personal thoughts and revelations are upending my previous beliefs


Keep me up keep me low nocturnal
I'm a night owl and my sleep schedule is unpredictable


paranoid paranormal abnormal overthinking
I suffer from excessive anxiety and ruminate on supernatural phenomena


Overlook whats beyond surface
People's outward appearance and actions can be deceiving, so we must look deeper


My ghosts haunt me with curses
My personal demons and past traumas continue to affect me negatively


Nexus clouds chanting written verses
I'm writing and performing my rhymes with celestial inspiration




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Written by: Joaquin Campos

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@positional_play

Purple haze, all in my brain
Lately things they don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
Excuse me while I kiss the sky

Purple haze, all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me

Help me
Help me
Oh, no, no

Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah, yeah!

Purple haze all in my eyes
Don't know if it's day or night
You got me blowin', blowin' my mind
Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?

Ooh
Help me
Ahh, yeah, yeah, purple haze
Oh, no, oh
Oh, help me
Tell me, tell me, purple haze
I can't go on like this
(Purple haze) you're makin' me blow my mind
Purple haze, n-no, no
(Purple haze)



All comments from YouTube:

@Sarazar

Still legendary!

@terra923

Hello person with 1m subs

@npc4805

Hello person

@lamppuu1

Yessir!

@bobdesmonats

Moin Sarazar

@depressedgrizzlyADG

Lol Sarazar hab dich damals vor 6 Jahren geschaut 😅

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@teenagewasteland9610

Fun Fact: There is a rock bar in Kathmandu, Nepal named Purple Haze Rock Bar. And what's cooler over there is that, there's a portrait of Of JIMI HENDRIX made with 10157 ping pong balls which equals the number of days he lived on the earth (November 27, 1942 - September 18, 1970). I hope those who travel to Nepal in the future must check into Purple Haze rock bar. That place is a ripper.

@pilotcannabiss8482

☮️

@bxllwxr1d220

How has the ping pong balls not get out of place since even a little shake could ruin it 😭

@ishantrajan9284

Thanks for the suggestion!

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