Stomp Da Roach
U-God Lyrics


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[Intro: Scotty Wotty]
It's the sasquath, Jackpot
The roach killer, that's what we do
You know what it is, you little crawly creepy bastards

[Scotty Wotty:]
We ain't tripping, read the sentence
The Gods got it locked like upper Maine in Sam Quinten
You drinking muscle milk, homey, you gon' get killed
Walking round like Deebo, cause you slight built
It's a dirty job, we get it popping hard
We turn this whole shit slamming to the Mardi Gras
And ain't nobody mad, it just we got it bad
Like a body being slumped when you hail a cab
Vaccum packed, concealed, no room for breath
I grip a mic, it's Five Fingers of Death
So, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
When I slip on, the grip-on, no clip on
And on the O'Jay's like Christopher Pawns
And eat with the beast, in the valley of death
Walk on the right, but I shoot with the left
Stomp out a roach with the decon breath
All you little rat bastards, I stomp you to death
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yo

[U-God:]
Four more seconds 'fore the bomb come on
Roach killer, you scatter when the lights come on
You can run on, and start ducking and dodging
I pluck you, crush you right between the margin
I'm the drill sergeant, I'm the boric acid
The black flag nigga, the bio hazard
The econimist of the bio standard
And he sprayed the myst on them fly's that landed
And I can be obvious or I can be candid, but
I'm shaking roaches off my shoes and socks
Then I, pluck roaches out my Fruit Loop box
Then I, tell my girl to change all the locks
Then I, throw my finger at the hip hop cops
Then I, put on my Timbs, then I stomp the block
Cause I, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach

[GZA:]
They known to leech off people for, years and years
They cause trouble by, staying up in, niggas ears
They set up shops in apartments in projects
Bold enough to roll up on, any object
Grabbing on my gear til they pull the label off
They fight for the crumbs that's on my table cloth
They keep they antennas up, the signals strong
They got the neighborhood bugged, that's how they survived so long
Immune to 'combats' and, household 'raids'
Like informants that's living off, government aid
We leave roaches where the remain and trash lays
Incinerate it, they spend they last days in ashtrays
Ignored by the dogs, but, chased by the cat
Like a sneaky ass rat that got caught in the trap
A small time nigga, who didn't have a clue
It take a million of ya'll just to fill up my shoe
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yeah
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, uh-huh
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yeah
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, uh-huh
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know

['The Godfather' sample:]
How long till you get me off the hook? For old time's sake




I can't do it, Sally
Don't ever take sides with anyone, against the family again ever

Overall Meaning

"Stomp Da Roach" is a hard-hitting hip-hop song about killing roaches. The song features verses by Scotty Wotty, U-God and GZA. The intro of the song talks about how they kill roaches as a profession, but it's not meant to be taken seriously. The lyrics of the song talk about killing roaches and throwing them away like trash. They also talk about their superior skills of killing roaches, which is compared to the way one would kill an opponent in a fight. Scotty Wotty raps about how he doesn't care about trivial things like muscle milk and how it's a dirty job killing roaches, but they get it done. U-God raps about the different ways he kills roaches, like crushing them between the margins, shaking them off his shoes and socks, and throwing his finger at the hip hop cops. GZA raps about how roaches are like leeches that cause trouble and set up shops in projects. He also talks about how they are immune to combat and household raids and that it takes a million of them to fill up his shoe.


Line by Line Meaning

It's the sasquath, Jackpot
Scotty Wotty is introducing himself as a big and powerful person


The roach killer, that's what we do
The group is known for their ability to exterminate roaches


You know what it is, you little crawly creepy bastards
Scotty Wotty is addressing roaches as little and creepy creatures that the group hates


We ain't tripping, read the sentence
The group is not worried or bothered about anything, and wants others to understand their message


The Gods got it locked like upper Maine in Sam Quinten
The group is confident in their abilities and control, like prisoners in the securest part of the main prison


You drinking muscle milk, homey, you gon' get killed
Drinking muscle milk will not help you survive against the group, and may even lead to your death


Walking round like Deebo, cause you slight built
Being small like Deebo may make you feel tough, but you are still weak and vulnerable


It's a dirty job, we get it popping hard
Exterminating roaches is a tough and unpleasant job, but the group does it very well


We turn this whole shit slamming to the Mardi Gras
The group can turn a dull situation into a lively and joyful party, like Mardi Gras


And ain't nobody mad, it just we got it bad
No one is upset or angry, it's just that the group has a strong passion for what they do


Like a body being slumped when you hail a cab
When you look defeated and weak, like a dead body, people may not want to associate with you


Vaccum packed, concealed, no room for breath
Roaches can be sealed up and suffocated using a vacuum, leaving no opportunity for escape


I grip a mic, it's Five Fingers of Death
U-God is confident with the microphone, and pledges to perform so powerfully that it will feel like death to the listener


So, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
The group repeats the phrase to emphasize their hatred of roaches and determination to exterminate them


When I slip on, the grip-on, no clip on
GZA is describing his shoes, saying they have gripping soles but no clip (to attach accessories)


And on the O'Jay's like Christopher Pawns
GZA likes to listen to The O'Jays, and compares his enjoyment to actor Christopher Plummer's name


And eat with the beast, in the valley of death
GZA is comfortable in rough situations, even if it involves eating with wild animals in a dangerous place


Walk on the right, but I shoot with the left
GZA is right-handed but skilled at using his left hand to shoot a gun


Stomp out a roach with the decon breath
Using a pesticide called decon, the group can efficiently kill roaches by their toxic breath


All you little rat bastards, I stomp you to death
The group addresses roaches as rats, and pledges to step on them until they are dead


Four more seconds 'fore the bomb come on
Just a little more time before their plan (to exterminate roaches) is in full effect


Roach killer, you scatter when the lights come on
Roaches flee in fear when the lights are suddenly turned on, which is when the group kills them


You can run on, and start ducking and dodging
Roaches may try to evade the group's attempts to kill them by dodging and running away


I pluck you, crush you right between the margin
U-God catches and crushes roaches with precision and ease, like pressing them between the margins of a book


I'm the drill sergeant, I'm the boric acid
U-God is the leader of the group, and is as powerful and effective as boric acid (a type of pesticide)


The black flag nigga, the bio hazard
The group is dangerous like a black flag signaling danger, and as hazardous as biological waste


The econimist of the bio standard
The group understands and follows the most effective practices of using pesticides to control pest populations


And he sprayed the myst on them fly's that landed
U-God sprays an unknown substance (myst) on flies that land nearby


And I can be obvious or I can be candid, but
U-God can be straightforward or more secretive about his pest control operations


I'm shaking roaches off my shoes and socks
U-God has roaches on his footwear and is shaking them off


Then I, pluck roaches out my Fruit Loop box
U-God finds roaches in his cereal box and removes them


Then I, tell my girl to change all the locks
U-God takes extreme measures to keep roaches out by changing the locks of his home, potentially to keep his girlfriend safe from pests too


Then I, throw my finger at the hip hop cops
U-God dismisses any authority figures, such as cops targeting hip hop artists, as nonsense


Then I, put on my Timbs, then I stomp the block
U-God puts on his Timberland boots and goes out to exterminate roaches in his local area


They known to leech off people for, years and years
Roaches have been known to feed off human waste and resources for a long time


They cause trouble by, staying up in, niggas ears
Roaches can be a nuisance by crawling around in people's ears


They set up shops in apartments in projects
Roaches can infest and live in apartments and housing projects like they are running their own businesses


Bold enough to roll up on, any object
Roaches are daring enough to approach any object, including humans or pets


Grabbing on my gear til they pull the label off
Roaches can cling onto clothing or equipments so tightly that they could peel off the label


They fight for the crumbs that's on my table cloth
Roaches compete with each other to grab even the smallest crumbs off a table


They keep they antennas up, the signals strong
Roaches are always alert and responsive to the environment, with strong senses


They got the neighborhood bugged, that's how they survived so long
Roaches have been very successful in surviving due to their ability to survive anywhere in the neighborhood


Immune to 'combats' and, household 'raids'
Roaches have become resistant to insecticides such as combat and more common household sprays


Like informants that's living off, government aid
Roaches remind GZA of informants who rely on government aid to get by


We leave roaches where the remain and trash lays
The group leaves dead roaches in the garbage where they belong


Incinerate it, they spend they last days in ashtrays
The group burns the garbage, including dead roaches, and removes their presence once and for all


Ignored by the dogs, but, chased by the cat
Roaches do not interest dogs but can get chased around by cats


Like a sneaky ass rat that got caught in the trap
Roaches are like sneaky rats that eventually get caught in traps laid out by the group


A small time nigga, who didn't have a clue
Roaches are nothing compared to the power and expertise of the group


It take a million of ya'll just to fill up my shoe
The group counts themselves as very powerful and roaches as insignificant, it takes a lot of them to matter




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: GARY E. GRICE, LAMONT HAWKINS, SCOTTY WATTEY

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@alboman9752

Intro: Scotty Wotty]
It's the Sasquatch, the Jackpot
The roach killer, that's what we do
You know what it is, you little crawly creepy bastards

[Verse 1: Scotty Wotty]
We ain't tripping, read the sentence
The Gods got it locked like up on Main in San Quentin
You drinking muscle milk, homey, you gon' get killed
Walking round like Deebo, 'cause you slight built
It's a dirty job, we get it popping hard
We turn this whole shit slamming to the Mardi Gras
And ain't nobody mad, it just we got it bad
Like a body being slumped when you hail a cab
Vacuum packed, concealed, no room for breath
I grip a mic, it's Five Fingers of Death
So, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
When I slip on, the grip-on, no clip on
And on the O'Jay's like Christopher Pawns
And eat with the beast, in the valley of death
Walk on the right, but I shoot with the left
Stomp out a roach with the D-Con breath
All you little rat bastards, I stomp you to death

[Chorus: Scotty Wotty]
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yo
[Verse 2: U-God]
Four more seconds 'fore the bomb come on
Roach killer, you scatter when the lights come on
You can run on, and start ducking and dodging
I pluck you, crush you right between the margin
I'm the drill sergeant, I'm the boric acid
The black flag nigga, the bio hazard
The economist of the bio standard
And he sprayed the mist on them fly's that landed
And I can be obvious or I can be candid, but
I'm shaking roaches off my shoes and socks
Then I, pluck roaches out my Fruit Loop box
Then I, tell my girl to change all the locks
Then I, throw my finger at the hip hop cops
Then I, put on my Timbs, then I stomp the block
'Cause I, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?

[Chorus: U-God]
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach

[Verse 3: GZA]
They known to leech off people for, years and years
They cause trouble by, staying up in, niggas' ears
They set up shops in apartments in projects
Bold enough to roll up on, any object
Grabbing on my gear til they pull the label off
They fight for the crumbs that's on my table cloth
They keep they antennas up, the signals strong
They got the neighborhood bugged
That's how they survived so long
Immune to combats and household raids
Like informants that's living off, government aid
We leave roaches where the remain and trash lays
Incinerate it, they spend they last days in ashtrays
Ignored by the dogs, but, chased by the cat
Like a sneaky ass rat that got caught in the trap
A small time nigga, who didn't have a clue
It take a million of y'all just to fill up my shoe

[Chorus: GZA]
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yeah
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, uh-huh
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yeah
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, uh-huh
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know

[Outro: 'The Godfather' sample]
How long till you get me off the hook?
For old time's sake I can't do it, Sally
Don't ever take sides with anyone, against the family again ever



@senjudaemon

Intro: Scotty Wotty]
It's the Sasquatch, the Jackpot
The roach killer, that's what we do
You know what it is, you little crawly creepy bastards

[Verse 1: Scotty Wotty]
We ain't tripping, read the sentence
The Gods got it locked like up on Main in San Quentin
You drinking muscle milk, homey, you gon' get killed
Walking round like Deebo, 'cause you slight built
It's a dirty job, we get it popping hard
We turn this whole shit slamming to the Mardi Gras
And ain't nobody mad, it just we got it bad
Like a body being slumped when you hail a cab
Vacuum packed, concealed, no room for breath
I grip a mic, it's Five Fingers of Death
So, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
When I slip on, the grip-on, no clip on
And on the O'Jay's like Christopher Pawns
And eat with the beast, in the valley of death
Walk on the right, but I shoot with the left
Stomp out a roach with the D-Con breath
All you little rat bastards, I stomp you to death

[Chorus: Scotty Wotty]
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yo

[Verse 2: U-God]
Four more seconds 'fore the bomb come on
Roach killer, you scatter when the lights come on
You can run on, and start ducking and dodging
I pluck you, crush you right between the margin
I'm the drill sergeant, I'm the boric acid
The black flag nigga, the bio hazard
The economist of the bio standard
And he sprayed the mist on them flies that landed
And I can be obvious or I can be candid, but
I'm shaking roaches off my shoes and socks
Then I, pluck roaches out my Fruit Loop box
Then I, tell my girl to change all the locks
Then I, throw my finger at the hip hop cops
Then I, put on my Timbs, then I stomp the block
'Cause I, stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?

[Chorus: U-God]
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know?
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach

[Verse 3: GZA]
They known to leech off people for, years and years
They cause trouble by, staying up in, niggas' ears
They set up shops in apartments and projects
Bold enough to roll up on, any object
Grabbing on my gear til they pull the label off
They fight for the crumbs that's on my table cloth
They keep they antennas up, the signals strong
They got the neighborhood bugged
That's how they survived so long
Immune to combats and household raids
Like informants that's living off, government aid
We leave roaches where the remain and trash lays
Incinerate it, they spend they last days in ashtrays
Ignored by the dogs, but, chased by the cat
Like a sneaky ass rat that got caught in the trap
A small time nigga, who didn't have a clue
It take a million of y'all just to fill up my shoe

[Chorus: GZA]
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yeah
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, uh-huh
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, yeah
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, uh-huh
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know
Stomp the roach, stomp the roach, you know

[Outro: 'The Godfather' sample]
How long till you get me off the hook?
For old time's sake I can't do it, Sally
Don't ever take sides with anyone, against the family again ever



All comments from YouTube:

@maimbolwakamanga4004

One of Gza's sick verses...

@breffaloco

real dope boy music....those nights are embedded in my brain like these lyrics...

@chancregister2714

"Take a million of y'all to fill up my shoe"

@monaijams7309

Dopest track eva!

@EMMmaximino

ignored by the dog, but chased by the kat lol

@chrisarmit6252

Was hard to find so I stomped da rouch n the wisdom flowed like I was a pharaoh knew my place so I picked it up n showed courage

@raymondbennettjr.8845

Scotty wotty sounds similar to treach from naughty he nice though flow on point

@kyle108

🤣 Outstanding

@youngmalcolm8603

I'm here cuz of Kevin Taylor

@jonathankinney14

Timeless

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