Devil's Pie
Tito Lopez Lyrics
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Niggas just don′t know it
Ain't no point in even competing
Just go ahead and throw it
I could just say that niggas gay
But that X ray gon′ show it
I ain't come this fucking far
Just to blow it
Someone named to sign the petition
Microphone mortician
Funky like George Clinton
Squinting my eyes so much
From try to see through the lies
These niggas think I′m Jackie Chan
In disguise, surprise
Dance ain′t gon' draw us
I mean that shit′s on E
Ya boys too gased up
And still get passed up, yo
And I 've been on my TITO shit
Way before the rest of the world
Was on that TITO shit
Not on your TITO dick, Bio-tch
Tryin′ to get me reasons I should pay for sex
Girl you better talk fast
Like you race a X
Ain't no bestest me
And a bunch of niggas following
And if I spit and they suck
You must be swallowing
Put a hollow in your ass
Hole I could fit my hand through
Fuck I can′t stand you
Gon' need luck like Andrew
They even got a chance to dance
Like Roxay,
Say you got the block on lock
But what does the block say
Not Dre, not BIG, but I've been cast out
Came in this bitch assed out
I′ve damn near passed out
See in my video on TV and it felt so good
Felt even better to know
I kept that shit so hood
I′m a G, the seventh letter
And a P and then a T
Nobody better,
Don't even let her have a key
She′ll never leave
I like my women to be natural
Don't went no weave
I need a little hay stack
Most niggas want you to stay back
Never supporting got the nerve
To holla, stay black
Why when all you do is doubt my dreams
Now I see why MJ switched teams
All I see is the supremes
When I look at your squad
You can talk the tough talk
But I′m just looking at broads
And please stop in the name of Hip Hop
Before this go too far
If one more nigga bump me
I'm a go to the car
And what I got in the glove box
Only holds su shots
Before I get to nr. 2
I better make a beat drop
In sight your heard X
Now which one of you niggas
Wants to get served next
A slice of the devil′s pie
Ah
Pie
Ah
Yeah
A slice of the devil's pie
Yeah
A slice of the devil's pie
T I T O
Y′all know how I do this
I wanna
Premo Premo
I′m trying to eat nigga
GPT
Mississippi in this bitch
Mississippi in this bitch
GPT TITO
Hold the game motherfucker
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
A slice of the
The lyrics of Tito Lopez's song "Devil's Pie" reflect the artist's confidence and conviction as he asserts his dominance in the music world. He declares that the game is his and no one can compete with him. He brushes off any attempts to challenge him and states that his talent is undeniable. The line "I've been ordained to go claim someone named to sign the petition" suggests that he is on a mission to achieve success and will stop at nothing to do so. He also makes references to other prominent figures in the entertainment industry, such as George Clinton and Jackie Chan.
Lopez's lyrics also touch upon topics such as authenticity, natural beauty, and disbelief in others' support. He boasts that he has been on his own unique path long before it became popular and he has stayed true to himself and his craft. He praises women who embrace their natural beauty and reject societal standards such as wearing weaves. He exudes confidence in himself and his abilities, declaring that he does not need others' support or validation to succeed.
Overall, Lopez's lyrics in "Devil's Pie" are a powerful declaration of his self-assurance and unwillingness to be swayed by industry norms and societal pressures. It is a message of confidence and defiance that will resonate with many listeners.
Line by Line Meaning
This game is mine
Tito Lopez asserts his dominance over the rap game
Niggas just don't know it
Others are unaware of his superiority
Ain't no point in even competing
It's pointless to challenge him
Just go ahead and throw it
Give up before even trying
I could just say that niggas gay
He could insult others, but that's not his style
But that X ray gon' show it
Truth always comes to light
I ain't come this fucking far
He's worked too hard to back down now
Just to blow it
Only to waste it all
I've been ordained to go claim
He has a mission to fulfill
Someone named to sign the petition
Perhaps a reference to getting signed to a record label
Microphone mortician
He has lyrical skills that can kill
Funky like George Clinton
His style is funky like the famous musician
Squinting my eyes so much
He's skeptical of others
From try to see through the lies
Because of all the deception in the industry
These niggas think I'm Jackie Chan
Others see him as a stereotype, not for his true self
In disguise, surprise
He can surprise others with his true talent
Dance ain't gon' draw us
He's not interested in shallow things like flashy dance moves
I mean that shit's on E
He sees others as empty, lacking substance
Ya boys too gased up
Other rappers are too full of themselves
And still get passed up, yo
Despite their egos, they're still not better than him
And I 've been on my TITO shit
He's been true to himself for a while
Way before the rest of the world
Even before it was popular
Was on that TITO shit
His unique style and essence
Not on your TITO dick, Bio-tch
Others may try to imitate him, but they can't have him
Tryin' to get me reasons I should pay for sex
Others may try to exploit his fame for their own benefit
Girl you better talk fast
He doesn't have time for games
Like you race a X
She needs to be quick and efficient like a race car
Ain't no bestest me
No one is better than him
And a bunch of niggas following
Others try to copy him
And if I spit and they suck
If he performs, others are not as good
You must be swallowing
They must be accepting that they're not as good
Put a hollow in your ass
He'll hurt his competitors with his rhymes
Hole I could fit my hand through
His words can have a big impact
Fuck I can't stand you
He doesn't like his competitors
Gon' need luck like Andrew
Others will need luck to succeed against him, like Andrew Jackson
They even got a chance to dance
Others can try to copy his style, but can't match him
Like Roxay
Perhaps a reference to a popular dancer or dance move
Say you got the block on lock
Claiming to have control over the music scene
But what does the block say
The streets have a voice too, and they determine what's hot
Not Dre, not BIG, but I've been cast out
He's not like other famous rappers, but still deserves recognition
Came in this bitch assed out
He started from the bottom
I've damn near passed out
He's worked tirelessly to succeed
See in my video on TV
Others can see his music videos on TV
And it felt so good
It's rewarding to see his hard work pay off
Felt even better to know
That he stayed true to his roots
I kept that shit so hood
He didn't compromise his style for mainstream success
I'm a G, the seventh letter
He's tough and cool, just like the seventh letter of the alphabet - G
And a P and then a T
Combining letters to spell out his name - Tito
Nobody better
No one can touch him
Don't even let her have a key
He's protective of his success and fame
She'll never leave
He's too important for others to abandon him
I like my women to be natural
He prefers women who are authentic and not fake
Don't went no weave
He doesn't like women who wear hair extensions
I need a little hay stack
He likes women with short hair
Most niggas want you to stay back
Other men try to control women
Never supporting got the nerve
Critics who never supported him have no right to judge now
To holla, stay black
To encourage others to be proud of their heritage
Why when all you do is doubt my dreams
He doesn't understand why people doubt his success
Now I see why MJ switched teams
Perhaps a reference to Michael Jordan switching from the Chicago Bulls to the Washington Wizards
All I see is the supremes
He sees himself as the best
When I look at your squad
When he sees other rappers
You can talk the tough talk
But that's all they do - talk
But I'm just looking at broads
He sees them as inferior and not worth his time
And please stop in the name of Hip Hop
A plea to others to preserve the integrity of the genre
Before this go too far
Before things get out of hand
If one more nigga bump me
If someone tries to step up to him or diss him
I'm a go to the car
He'll take matters into his own hands
And what I got in the glove box
A gun or other weapon he keeps on hand
Only holds su shots
Perhaps firearms or ammunition
Before I get to nr. 2
Before he has to resort to using a second weapon
I better make a beat drop
He's ready to perform and show his skills
In sight your heard X
Others have heard of his reputation
Now which one of you niggas
A rhetorical question directed at other rappers
Wants to get served next
A challenge for anyone brave enough to take him on
A slice of the devil's pie
The price of fame and success can be dangerous, like playing with fire
Ah
A simple vocal cue to punctuate the song
Pie
A play on words relating to the theme of the song - the devil's pie
Yeah
A affirmation to his own lyrics and skills
T I T O
A reference to himself
Y'all know how I do this
He has a certain style that he's well known for
I wanna
He has a desire to succeed
Premo Premo
Perhaps a reference to the famous producer DJ Premier
I'm trying to eat nigga
He's working hard to make a name for himself and provide for his own
GPT
A reference to Gulfport, Mississippi
Mississippi in this bitch
Proud of his home state
Hold the game motherfucker
He's ready to take over the rap game in his own way
A slice of the devil's pie
Repeating the hook to emphasize the theme of the song
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
A repetition to further emphasize the hook
Writer(s): Bryn Louie Christopher, Peter Martin
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