No Remorse
Twista Lyrics


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I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers
Getting high on inhaling nigga smoke that lingers
Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils
My hollow point apostles turn living flesh into fossils
It?s through gospel niggas will wet it Vick Malif?ll shred it
Beef on these streets only gets the best of you if you let it

Well it?s that Westside nigga from K-Town always gonna stay down
Lay pounds on the table, smoking while watchin' cable
I'm able to lick the shot from the porch of my block
And when the gun spray stops there's no information for cops
Nigga I'm heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness
But the closest I burned to death is the reason
That I spark this spark this, what?
Dramafied premeditated homicide that coincides with the day you die
'Cause G, I'm about to let it ride

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Fuck the car jack we do a body snatch
Tie niggas up in the trunk wit them rats like a mac for owning scratch
SpeedKnot?s unstoppable muderin' as many niggas as possible
Makin' heaven a hospital, and where I'm from it?s highly probable
In a Benny, reefa roller, street patroller stackin' clips for lethal loadin'
In the city where secrecy?s golden
Live or die in the Chi, we kill demeanors wit inferred beamers
Death is the sinner
Whether the Reaper awaits your fate with your soul on his finger

Nigga you can't retreat
When the Mobstaz greet you with bullets like Robert De Niro on Heat
And makin' killin' look sweet
See a nigga like Mayze break the safety I hold the clip ?till infinite
To show your definite when I make you cry
Blood like I broke your virginity
Shit my Mobstaz is straight cheat vs. killers for cash
Quick to stick your ass and flash this 3-80 and rainbow macs
And now you thinking of bringin' that bull shit in this direction
Just cause you rap a lot don't mean you can't get a lethal injection

Picture Link the mercenary fuckin' you like missionary
Position them missile carriers precision ?till them bitches buried
But a Mobstaz sip on Sherries snitch niggas sing like canaries
Where we wrong be carrying Clone Periyon and Herringbone
We on the streets in territory we chill come and get you chest pealed
Hot steal and banana clips standing on tip
You get your flesh filled wit rhinos
Energies feel for my soul they holdin' captive
Visions of living strengthy posses me lets make it happen

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Smokin' on sweet reef for the beat freak
'Cause it?s in the heat seaker of the street sweeper
Think I'm lying if you want shit is deadly as slugs
Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures
'Cause you done lit to the land of the lost
Where our straps looking as pretty as bitches
But pullin' up in a hearse to a church
Is the curse of these hideous witches
Hittin' hoes wit, 44?s and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four
Wounds hit you like a hit will blow

Every nigga on this track I?ll pull a trigger for
If you test the rock vest, pullin' slugs like a lockness
I'm a for show protect my chest
Everything in holes is what I unload and not less
Until meals make progress
Why?all niggas no who why?all be never let me see your face in my spot
While you still be facin' your block I?ma be erasing you block
Snappin' off like Jason on rocks tastin' your knots
Cause when it?s pockets for profit I can't stop it this mob got me
If you ain't gonna pop it don't cock it

'Cause if we working you, ready to us carrying clips that's reversible
Takin' all our business personal diss
Wit a verse we all hurtin' you bull shit aside
Niggas is knowin' I fill another wit holes and not hide
Better role if not ride unless you hoes don't got pride
No remorse when your fuckin' wit a SpeedKnot Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide




'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of this song by Twista portray a very violent and dangerous lifestyle that is prevalent in some communities. The opening lines set the tone for the rest of the song, depicting a group of ruthless individuals who hang out with "automatic trigger pullers" and "gold diggers." Twista's "mob" is full of individuals who are willing to "live or die by the cold", with "drama bringers", "ear ringers", and "pistol slingers with itchy fingers." These people are constantly "getting high on inhaling nigga smoke" and are "buck wild hostile," with the ability to turn "living flesh into fossils."


The second verse shows that Twista is from the West side of K-town and is always going to stay down. He is able to "lick the shot from the porch of my block," and is so adept at killing that there is "no information for cops." Twista is portrayed as being "heartless," and rolls with the forces of darkness, but it is revealed that he only does so because of an experience that nearly killed him. He seems to be preparing himself to let it all out when the time comes, and "dramafied premeditated homicide" is waiting for anyone who steps on his toes.


Overall, the song is an exploration of the violent lifestyle that some people are forced to live in, often due to circumstances beyond their control.


Line by Line Meaning

I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
I associate with people who use guns to kill others and people who only seek wealth from others


My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
The people I associate with are motivated and willing to risk their lives to achieve their goals, and they are very ruthless and cold-hearted


Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers
The people I associate with are always bringing drama, loud noises, and guns with them and can't help but be trigger-happy


Getting high on inhaling nigga smoke that lingers
We smoke weed and enjoy the strong smell it leaves behind


Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils
We are wild and aggressive, with our words being like bullets coming out of our noses


My hollow point apostles turn living flesh into fossils
The people I associate with use hollow point bullets that are deadly and turn their enemies into fossils (dead and preserved remains)


It?s through gospel niggas will wet it Vick Malif?ll shred it
My associates will attack or kill anyone who messes with them, no matter how famous or talented that person is


Beef on these streets only gets the best of you if you let it
If you don't stand up for yourself, people will take advantage of you and you'll end up losing


Well it?s that Westside nigga from K-Town always gonna stay down
I am from the Westside and will always be loyal to my city


Lay pounds on the table, smoking while watchin' cable
We put our money on the table and smoke weed while watching TV


I'm able to lick the shot from the porch of my block
I am skilled enough to shoot my gun accurately from my front porch


And when the gun spray stops there's no information for cops
After we shoot our guns, we don't give any information to the police


Nigga I'm heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness
I am extremely cruel and some even say I am associated with evil


But the closest I burned to death is the reason That I spark this spark this, what?
The closest I came to death was from being burned, which is why I am always ready to fight with my gun


Dramafied premeditated homicide that coincides with the day you die
I plan my murders and make sure they happen on a specific day


'Cause G, I'm about to let it ride Petty niggas down when the bullets fly No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
I am about to start shooting people who mess with me, and I feel no remorse for killing someone who has crossed me or my associates


If you got your shit right then run and hide 'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
If you are prepared and have everything in order, you should run and hide because I have a big gun with me


Fuck the car jack we do a body snatch Tie niggas up in the trunk wit them rats like a mac for owning scratch
We don't just steal cars, we also kidnap people and put them in the trunk with rats until their families pay a ransom


SpeedKnot?s unstoppable muderin' as many niggas as possible
My crew (SpeedKnot) is unstoppable and will kill as many people as possible


Makin' heaven a hospital, and where I'm from it?s highly probable In a Benny, reefa roller, street patroller stackin' clips for lethal loadin' In the city where secrecy?s golden
We kill so many people it's like heaven is filled with our victims, and where I'm from (Chicago), it's highly likely that you will be murdered. We carry guns and always have more bullets ready to load. Secrecy is highly valued in our city.


Live or die in the Chi, we kill demeanors wit inferred beamers Death is the sinner Whether the Reaper awaits your fate with your soul on his finger
In Chicago, you can either live or die, but we kill people who have bad attitudes with guns. Death is inevitable, and you never know when it will come for you


Nigga you can't retreat When the Mobstaz greet you with bullets like Robert De Niro on Heat And makin' killin' look sweet
You can't run away when we start shooting at you, and we make killing people look easy, like in the movie Heat


See a nigga like Mayze break the safety I hold the clip ?till infinite To show your definite when I make you cry Blood like I broke your virginity
When people like Mayze start shooting, I hold my gun's clip without limit and won't stop until I've defeated the enemy. I will make them cry and make them bleed like they've lost their virginity


Shit my Mobstaz is straight cheat vs. killers for cash Quick to stick your ass and flash this 3-80 and rainbow macs
My associates are expert cheaters who will kill people for money. We quickly shoot and show off our guns (a 3-80 and a rainbow mac as slang for different kinds of guns)


And now you thinking of bringin' that bull shit in this direction Just cause you rap a lot don't mean you can't get a lethal injection
If someone tries to bring drama to us, it could result in them being killed. Just because someone is a rapper doesn't mean they can't be killed by us


Picture Link the mercenary fuckin' you like missionary Position them missile carriers precision ?till them bitches buried
Picture Link (a reference to the video game character Link) as the ultimate killer who will fuck you like in missionary sex position and use precision to bury his enemies with missiles


But a Mobstaz sip on Sherries snitch niggas sing like canaries Where we wrong be carrying Clone Periyon and Herringbone
But my associates are more refined and sophisticated than that. We drink sophisticated drinks like sherry and make snitches talk like canaries, but we still carry expensive guns like Clone Periyon and Herringbone


We on the streets in territory we chill come and get you chest pealed Hot steal and banana clips standing on tip
We are on the streets in our territory, always ready to peel someone's chest open with hot bullets and banana clips (magazines). We are always alert and ready to attack


You get your flesh filled wit rhinos
If we attack you, we will fill your flesh full of holes like the horn of a rhinoceros


Energies feel for my soul they holdin' captive Visions of living strengthy posses me lets make it happen Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
I feel like my soul is being held captive by the energy of death and destruction, and I have visions of becoming stronger. Let's make it happen because I have a quick clip of ammunition on my side


Smokin' on sweet reef for the beat freak 'Cause it?s in the heat seaker of the street sweeper Think I'm lying if you want shit is deadly as slugs Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures
We are smoking marijuana and enjoying the beat of the music. Our guns are like heat-seeking missiles, and if you don't believe me, just ask the people who have been killed by them. The bloody aftermath of a shooting is like being underwater and surrounded by sea creatures


Cause when it?s pockets for profit I can't stop it this mob got me If you ain't gonna pop it don't cock it 'Cause if we working you, ready to us carrying clips that's reversible Takin' all our business personal diss Wit a verse we all hurtin' you bull shit aside
If there's money to be made, I can't stop myself from doing it because my associates have me caught up in it. If you're not going to shoot your gun, don't even bother pulling it out because we will attack you with reversible clips (guns fitted with clips that can be flipped to load from the other side). We take everything personally, even disses in rap lyrics, and we will hurt anyone who messes with us


Niggas is knowin' I fill another wit holes and not hide Better role if not ride unless you hoes don't got pride No remorse when your fuckin' wit a SpeedKnot Mobsta 'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
People know that I will shoot them and fill them with bullets, so they should run away if they don't have any pride. I have no pity when it comes to dealing with enemies because I always have a large amount of ammunition by my side




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CARL TERRELL MITCHELL, SAMUEL C. LINDLEY

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