The term Various Artists is used in the record industry when numerous singers and musicians collaborate on a song or collection of songs. Most often on Last.fm, compilation album tracks appear under the name of Various Artists erroneously because the individual artist is not listed in the album's ID3 information.
Compilation albums, for example.
Sometimes, single releases may be credited to Various Artists when their profits are going to charity and, usually in high-profile cases, are sometimes known by a group name. Examples include Band Aid with their releases of Do They Know It's Christmas? and USA for Africa with We Are The World.
Various Artists is also an actual performance name for Torsten Pröfrock, who runs the German DIN label. Torsten performs also as Dynamo, Erosion, Resilent, Traktor besides some others. He's a good friend of Robert Henke and since the Fall of 2004, he is a member of Monolake.
Various Artists was also a short-lived Bristol punk band formed by brothers Jonjo and Robin Key (originally from Birmingham). Other members were also simultaneously in Art Objects who went on to become The Blue Aeroplanes, the latter the Key brothers also co-wrote some songs and were involved in. When Various Artists imploded, the Key brothers went on to form Either / Or.
Various Artists also appear on tracks from musical theater soundtracks, due to the nature of having many cast members on one song, as well as an ensemble in some cases.
Whatever You Want
Various Artists Lyrics
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I told you we wasn't leavin, c'mon
I come from a jungle with a trunk load of punk hoes
Muzzle this animal, fuck with mechanical
Gun totin', hazardous, cutthroat, cantaloupe can split it
And the Pope couldn't prevent me from shittin' on niggaz
Into a casket, it happens when bastards try to act masculine
A hell raiser, I smack the skin off your man's face
So fast, it'll leave acne on my hand when it land
Placed in a class where professors came to school
With Smith 'n Wessons
Just to teach us a lesson, had that ass hangin' up with the flag
Parental discretion, I'll send you a video
With me naked, havin' a session on my urinal, respect it
When you kill in the night time and claimin yo' innocence
I'll be waitin' ready to ak you and yo' egg Bene-dick
Usin' yo' balls to play tennis with
You'll be in some shit like flies and fuck the witnesses
Motherfuck niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit
Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
Pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
Dumpin' on opposition in the streets or industry
Motherfuck niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit
Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
Pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
Dumpin' on opposition in the streets or industry
You was born, I was hatched, but you came out deformed
I have nuts of a horse and you ain't got no balls
Come runnin' with Tec-9's whenever niggaz would call
Bang bang bang, bang bang, shoot up classway halls
I don't give a fuck who you call to come
You came with thirty niggaz, I only came with one
That just goes to show you how much scrap a nigga got in me
You gone off Henny, that liquid courage drivin' you
Into these situations you in, don't get that 'Purple Pills' shit confused
With us bein' cool, up here singin' 'My Band'
I'm sure you see these little kids cryin' over me, man
They'll do anything for a fuckin' autograph
So say that shit loud enough out of the fuckin' crowd and
I'll show you the meanin' of die hard fans
Saddam Hussein who sews, who radical act
A mechanical bomb attached to my pelvis
That's what I mean by get, back, I mean get back
Or find your head detached from that Mitchell & Ness
So find your spinal cord, uh uh oh, I digress
I guess I'm just too fresh to finish that line
Motherfuck niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit
Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
Pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
Dumpin' on opposition in the streets or industry
Motherfuck niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit
Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
Pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
Dumpin' on opposition in the streets or industry
The lyrics of "Whatever You Want" by the Various Artists, specifically the verses performed by Swifty McVay, Mr. Porter, and the Kon Artis contain vivid and graphic descriptions of violence, aggression, and dominance. The first verse, in particular, portrays the rapper as a dangerous and unpredictable animal with the ability to split cantaloupes and defy even the Pope. The second verse, however, is more confrontational in tone and contains references to guns, gangs, and murder. The rapper challenges anyone who doubted their killing abilities and pledges to provide whatever the listeners want, whether it be in the streets or the music industry.
While some may interpret these lyrics as glorifying violence, they can also be seen as a commentary on the culture of toxic masculinity and the perceived need for hyper-masculine posturing to gain respect and power. The lyrics paint a picture of a world in which strength and aggression are valued above all else, and the only way to survive and thrive is to dominate and intimidate others.
Overall, "Whatever You Want" is a provocative and controversial song that challenges listeners to examine their own beliefs about power, violence, and masculinity.
Line by Line Meaning
I told you we wasn't leavin, c'mon
I'm not going anywhere and I'm ready to keep going
I come from a jungle with a trunk load of punk hoes
Muzzle this animal, fuck with mechanical
Gun totin', hazardous, cutthroat, cantaloupe can split it
And the Pope couldn't prevent me from shittin' on niggaz
I come from a rough life where I've faced danger and violence, and I'm not afraid to fight back and assert my dominance.
Fitted caps get blew back like bad wind, imagine backspinnin'
Into a casket, it happens when bastards try to act masculine
A hell raiser, I smack the skin off your man's face
So fast, it'll leave acne on my hand when it land
I won't tolerate anyone trying to act tough around me, as I'm more than capable of putting them in their place with force and speed.
Placed in a class where professors came to school
With Smith 'n Wessons
Just to teach us a lesson, had that ass hangin' up with the flag
Parental discretion, I'll send you a video
With me naked, havin' a session on my urinal, respect it
Growing up, I was exposed to people with guns and faced harsh discipline, but I also have a sense of humor and will go to great lengths to assert my dominance and earn respect.
When you kill in the night time and claimin yo' innocence
I'll be waitin' ready to ak you and yo' egg Bene-dick
Usin' yo' balls to play tennis with
You'll be in some shit like flies and fuck the witnesses
If you're going to kill and pretend you're innocent, I won't hesitate to call you out and hold you responsible. In fact, I'll go so far as to use your own testicles as sport and won't let anyone get in the way of justice.
Motherfuck niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit
Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
Pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
Dumpin' on opposition in the streets or industry
Don't doubt our abilities or intentions - we're willing to do whatever it takes to provide what you want, and we'll do it with force and intensity whether it's in the streets or the music industry.
You was born, I was hatched, but you came out deformed
I have nuts of a horse and you ain't got no balls
Come runnin' with Tec-9's whenever niggaz would call
Bang bang bang, bang bang, shoot up classway halls
You might have been born like everyone else, but I'm different and unique. I'm not afraid of confrontation and am willing to fight back when called upon, even if it means causing chaos and violence.
I don't give a fuck who you call to come
You came with thirty niggaz, I only came with one
That just goes to show you how much scrap a nigga got in me
You gone off Henny, that liquid courage drivin' you
I don't care who you bring with you to fight - I only need myself to prove my worth. And while you might be feeling confident and bold from drinking, I'm just naturally tough and resilient.
Into these situations you in, don't get that 'Purple Pills' shit confused
With us bein' cool, up here singin' 'My Band'
I'm sure you see these little kids cryin' over me, man
They'll do anything for a fuckin' autograph
Don't mistake my previous behavior or my music for something soft or friendly. I'll do whatever it takes to protect myself and my image, and even young fans can't get in the way of that.
So say that shit loud enough out of the fuckin' crowd and
I'll show you the meanin' of die hard fans
Saddam Hussein who sews, who radical act
A mechanical bomb attached to my pelvis
If you're going to speak out against me in public, be prepared for the consequences. I won't tolerate disrespect and will respond with explosive, violent force if necessary.
That's what I mean by get, back, I mean get back
Or find your head detached from that Mitchell & Ness
So find your spinal cord, uh uh oh, I digress
I guess I'm just too fresh to finish that line
If I tell you to back off, you better listen or risk losing your head. And while I might continue making threats, it's really just a way to remind you of my tough and confident persona.
Motherfuck niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit
Whatever you want, we providin' it diligently
Pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
Dumpin' on opposition in the streets or industry
Once again, don't doubt our abilities or intentions - we're willing to do whatever it takes to provide what you want, and we'll do it with force and intensity whether it's in the streets or the music industry.
Contributed by Arianna N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.