[untitled]
The Killers Lyrics


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You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
Smoking white rhino on terraces
Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit
My grand mama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that he can't
Saying that he won't, when I know he will
You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
For real

Dear Lord, have mercy
On the ones that go through life
Like it's a game we love
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
Cause people gonna lie
Some people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
Them people might try to have you killed
Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
For real

I ain't never gave a fuck
I never did and never will
Live my life on press appeal
Keep it true, keep it real
Better said, I keep it trill
And no matter who don't like it, homie
That's just how it is
Naked truth like the stripper that's in front of me
And I keep a blunt and a Bible and a gun on me
Why? Cause I'm country-bred
Actually, I'm south-er-ern
Something like my brethren
The legendary Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men
You should pay some homage, it's an honor this
This is not a fiction that is sold by conglomerates
This is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit
Better said, Robert Beck, esoteric I could get
This is John Gotti painting pictures like Dali
This is Basquiat with a passion like Pac
In a body like Biggie, telling stories like Ricky
If a rapper was to spar, please tell him better kick it
You with me?

Dear Lord, have mercy
On the ones that go through life
Like it's a game we love
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
Cause people gonna lie
Some people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
Them people might try to have you killed
Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
For real

I don't trust the church or the government
Democrat, Republican
Pope or a bishop or them other men
And I believe God has sustained you with rap
So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap
And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die
I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times
And to that chariot come and take a nigga home




I'ma spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
I'm gone

Overall Meaning

In the song "Untitled" by The Killer And The Star, the artist explores themes of life, death, and social issues. The lyrics begin with the metaphor of witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant, followed by smoking white rhino on terraces. The artist then questions whether he will die like his king, slain by a terrorist, and whether his woman will cherish his name or drop it and remarry. The artist reflects on the conflicting opinions of his sister and grandmother regarding the legacy a man leaves behind through his name. The artist concludes by giving honor to all baby mommas and presenting Malcolm X as an example of overcoming obstacles and achieving greatness.


Throughout the song, the artist touches on social issues such as fatherhood, the role of women, and the struggle of black people to achieve greatness. The artist reflects on the importance of women in creating great leaders, while also acknowledging the potential for the world to turn a child into a monster. The artist presents Malcolm X as an example of how one can overcome obstacles and become a saint in the eyes of the Lord, even if society views them as a monster.


The artist concludes the song with a reflection of their own life, expressing their distrust of the church, government, and political parties. The artist believes that God has sustained them with rap and uses it as a tool to spread their message. The song ends with the artist affirming their commitment to staying true and real, despite those who may try to silence them.


Line by Line Meaning

You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
I am a majestic creature and you are blessed to witness my presence


Smoking white rhino on terraces
I am living luxuriously and enjoying exotic substances


Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
I fear for my life and wonder if I will meet the same fate as my hero, who was killed by violence


Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
I hope to find a woman who will honor me and keep my legacy alive, like Coretta did for Martin Luther King Jr.


Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
Alternatively, my partner may choose to abandon my name and remarry someone else, like Jackie Kennedy did after JFK's death


My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit
My sister believes it's important for a woman to maintain her power and independence, like Cleopatra did


My grand mama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
On the other hand, my grandmother disapproves of women remarrying and sees it as a sin


Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
I'm inclined to side with my grandmother because the idea of my partner marrying someone else is upsetting


The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
God gives us burdens to bear, just like Mary carried the load of giving birth to Jesus


That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
I respect and appreciate all the mothers who carry the load of raising children


It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
Women have the power to create and shape the world's great leaders


The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
Unfortunately, the world often corrupts and twists children into harmful and negative forces


The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
But even evil can be transformed by God's grace into something good and holy


I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that he can't
I admire Malcolm X and offer him as an example to those who doubt what can be achieved


Saying that he won't, when I know he will
I believe in the power of Malcolm X and know that he will achieve greatness


You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
Sometimes, it takes facing death to realize your full potential and purpose


Dear Lord, have mercy
I call upon God for forgiveness and guidance


On the ones that go through life like it's a game we love
I pray for those who view life as a game and don't take it seriously


I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
I won't be silenced or pressured into agreeing with others if I don't truly believe it


Cause people gonna lie, some people gonna steal
Unfortunately, many people will deceive and take advantage of others


You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
One must be cautious not to bring harm or trouble to their own home or community


Them people might try to have you killed
Those who feel threatened by you may attempt to harm or eliminate you


Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
Life is full of struggles and challenges that can be overwhelming


I don't trust the church or the government
I'm skeptical and distrustful of organized religion and political institutions


Democrat, Republican, Pope or a Bishop or them other men
I don't have faith in any political party or religious leader


And I believe God has sustained you with rap
I believe that God has given me the gift of rap music for a reason


So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap
I use the symbol of the burning bush from the Bible to inspire my creativity, and I smoke to help me relax and focus


And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die
No one can kill my spirit or my legacy, because I have already accepted my own mortality


I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times
I'm not afraid to face death, because avoiding it would mean living in constant fear and anxiety


And to that chariot come and take a nigga home
When I die, I hope to be taken to heaven in a chariot


I'ma spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
I will use my music to spread a message of hope and inspiration to those who are struggling


I'm gone
I am finished speaking and ready to move on to the next phase of my life




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: K. CAMPBELL, JAIME MELINE, MICHAEL SANTIGO RENDER, T. SMITH

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@eivissaresistencia

Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta, gotta be down
Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta, gotta be down
Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
(It was only a kiss)
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

'Cause I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside

I never
I never
I never
I never



All comments from YouTube:

@dodobobby5617

Imagine cheating on your musician boyfriend who hasn’t had any success, then he writes this song

@eliasschroder7241

😂😂 omg

@rifelaw

Gender-switched Taylor Swift.

@drawingbee

At the same time I'm sad that she did that, I'm happy (annoyingly) bc we probably wouldn't have this song

@jmperez44

NOBODY LIKE

@BoltofTalons

That is a mega Oof on her part

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@GabeWeir

This is the happiest sad song ever created.

@bobbyblair4105

@Sabhyata Singh what songs do you recommend? I haven’t listened to a lot of paramore and I want to open my music options up. Thanks

@michaelzhang9806

Mr Bluesky has entered the chat

@martinvondrak8914

Shiny Happy People- R.E.M.

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