Violent J now has a radio show on W-FUCK OFF RADIO.com, called "The Witching Hours" - alongside other artists, producers, and special guests from The Dark Carnival of Psychopathic Records. Which is now over and now he has a show called "The Main Event" on Psychopathic Radio.
A recent appearance by Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope on the incredibly popular Howard Stern Show on Sirius Satellite radio, was extremely popular and Stern told ICP (and his sizable audience) that they were one of his favorite guests, telling the Insane Clown Posse that "you are exactly what you claim to be. You are for real."
Some F*ckin' How
Violent J Lyrics
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Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
BANG!
Iā²m like a hand grenade about to pop in seconds
My therapy wicked shit on these records
Punch you in the gut so hard I break your spine
Right there
I just visionaried that shit
So deep in your gut I hit your spine and cracked it
What the fuck is stopping me from making
That really happen?
It did happen right here in my rapping
You know how many bitches I fucked off this?
Iā²m talking fine ass hoes
And look at me, I ain't shit
And yet super ass hotties be blowing my shit up
And half the time I don't even show up
We roll with the hatchet like nuns role with church
And to us, the hatchet means more then some merch
We travel, seen the Grand Canyon 66 times
Spitting wicked shit rhymes
Some fucking how.
Weā²re spitting
(Live shows)
Weā²re fucking
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How'd it all happen?
(I donā²t know)
I hate people
I get into fights everyday
It seems like everybody feel like they got something to say
To a clown
Haters aside I still ride plush
If I ain't riding spinners
Iā²m in an 8th street tour bus
Packed clubs, England, Aussie everywhere
And we ain't ever really flied over there
I donā²t fucking know
It just happened like that
And plus the phat fact that we can rap bitch
I roll deep, even if I go for chip dip
And ain't a bitch I meet that don't sip dick
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, hard work
Who the fuck ever made anybody an expert?
If we can do it, shit
Fuck that we did it
So what the fuck is your idea bitch?
Come with it
Our shit paid off and we never get laid off
And we never get played so we never fade off
Some fucking how...
I got some woods by my house
And they all mine
Iā²m about to put a gate up around them
And let loose a lion
Cause it would fuck up them 3 dogs of mine
And they be licking my toes
When I be writing these rhymes
And Iā²m a fucking mind it
Bitches sometimes damn
I just can't believe it when I be fucking them
They look good enough to be up in a magazine or something
With my scrubby ass humping them
Back in the day you bitches never woulda even look my way
Not even if I ran up in your fucking ear and yelled "HEY!"
Watching TV, itā²s hatchet signs in the crowd
Letting every mothafucking body know that they proud
How the fuck am I supposed to get used to this freshness?
Half the fucking time I just front and stay breathless
And fuck man somehow we get paid for this shit
I bought my momma a crib and told her to quit
Some fucking how...
It's been real
Some fucking how
On the real though
Some fucking how...
In Violent J's song "Some F*ckin' How", he starts with a ticking sound indicating time is running out, as he describes himself as a hand grenade ready to explode. He is full of aggression and has a desire to break bones and cause damage. The song continues as he talks about his dynamics as an artist, his reasons for hating people, and his moments of sexual gratification. The song is a mix of frustration, success, and disbelief. His style of rapping is violent, and he exudes confidence with every verse he delivers. The chorus of the song repeats the line "Some fucking how," where Violent J reflects on his journey, and although he doesn't know how he got to where he is, he is still grateful and proud of his achievements.
In the world of rap and hip-hop, the song "Some F*ckin' How" has gained massive popularity, with its lyrics resonating with many people. Here are some interesting facts about the song:
Line by Line Meaning
Tick Tock
Repetitive ticking of the clock
BANG!
Explosive outburst
Iām like a hand grenade about to pop in seconds
I am on the verge of exploding with anger
My therapy wicked shit on these records
My music is an outlet for my dark thoughts
And I'm trying to shine when I spit this rhyme
I want to make a name for myself in the music industry
Punch you in the gut so hard I break your spine
I will physically harm those who oppose me
Right there, I just visionaried that shit
I just had a vision of causing harm
So deep in your gut I hit your spine and cracked it
I will cause irreparable damage
What the fuck is stopping me from making that really happen?
Why shouldn't I act on my violent tendencies?
It did happen right here in my rapping
I express my anger through my music
You know how many bitches I fucked off this?
I have had many sexual partners because of my music career
Iām talking fine ass hoes
I have had sexual encounters with attractive women
And look at me, I ain't shit
Despite my success, I am not a good person
And yet super ass hotties be blowing my shit up
Attractive women are interested in me because of my fame
And half the time I don't even show up
I am not committed to my obligations
We roll with the hatchet like nuns role with church
We are devoted to our artistic vision
And to us, the hatchet means more then some merch
The hatchet symbolizes our identity and values
We travel, seen the Grand Canyon 66 times
We are seasoned performers who have traveled extensively
Spitting wicked shit rhymes
Performing our dark, intense music
Some fucking how.
Through unknown means or methods
Weāre spitting (Live shows)
We give high-energy live performances
Weāre fucking (Fine hoes)
We have sexual encounters with attractive women
Somehow as (Time goes)
We continue to succeed as time passes
How'd it all happen? (I donāt know)
I do not know how I became successful
I hate people
I have disdain for humanity
I get into fights everyday
I am a combative individual
It seems like everybody feel like they got something to say
People want to criticize and judge me
To a clown
As an entertainer, I am viewed as a joke by some
Haters aside I still ride plush
Despite criticism, I enjoy luxury
If I ain't riding spinners, Iām in an 8th street tour bus
I travel in style and comfort
Packed clubs, England, Aussie everywhere
I perform before large, enthusiastic audiences all over the world
And we ain't ever really flied over there
We travel by other means than flying
I don't fucking know
I do not have an explanation
It just happened like that
Success came unexpectedly
And plus the phat fact that we can rap bitch
Our talent for music contributed to our success
I roll deep, even if I go for chip dip
I am surrounded by my entourage even for simple tasks
And ain't a bitch I meet that don't sip dick
All of the women I encounter engage in sexual activity with me
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, hard work
I achieved success through my unique style and effort
Who the fuck ever made anybody an expert?
No one is qualified to pass judgement on my music or life choices
If we can do it, shit
If we can achieve success, then why not?
Fuck that we did it
We proved the doubters wrong and found success
So what the fuck is your idea bitch?
What do you have to say to us now?
Come with it
We are ready to hear your response
Our shit paid off and we never get laid off
We are successful and do not face unemployment
And we never get played so we never fade off
Our music retains its relevance and popularity
Some fucking how...
Despite the odds, we achieved success
I got some woods by my house, and they all mine
I own a forested area near my residence
Iām about to put a gate up around them
I will protect my land from intruders
And let loose a lion
I will release a dangerous animal
Cause it would fuck up them 3 dogs of mine
The lion would hurt my pets
And they be licking my toes when I be writing these rhymes
My dogs are present when I am working on music
And Iām a fucking mind it, bitches sometimes damn
I have to constantly monitor my pets
I just can't believe it when I be fucking them
I am surprised when I have sex with attractive women
They look good enough to be up in a magazine or something
I find them very physically attractive
With my scrubby ass humping them
Despite my unimpressive appearance, I still manage to have sex with them
Back in the day you bitches never woulda even look my way
I used to be unattractive and unpopular
Not even if I ran up in your fucking ear and yelled 'HEY!'
I was completely ignored
Watching TV, it's hatchet signs in the crowd
Our symbol is seen at public events
Letting every mothafucking body know that they proud
Our fans are proud to support us
How the fuck am I supposed to get used to this freshness?
I cannot believe how successful we have become
Half the fucking time I just front and stay breathless
I have trouble adjusting to our success
And fuck man somehow we get paid for this shit
It amazes me that we are paid to make music
I bought my momma a crib and told her to quit
I was able to buy my mother a house and provide for her
Some fucking how...
Despite the odds, we successfully provide for ourselves and loved ones
It's been real
This has been a genuine experience
Some fucking how
Through unclear means, we successfully navigated our careers
On the real though
Seriously, let's talk candidly
Some fucking how...
Despite the odds, we have achieved success
Writer(s): Joseph Bruce, Michael J Puwal Jr.
Contributed by Lauren H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
PyromaniacFromPa
on Pyromaniac
Also a diagnosed pyromaniac ... J am not quite this wild but man this song gets my urges going skmethjng fierce. Too bad I went down for Arson and did a year in prison or I'd still be out there burning up shit (NEVER buildings). Fucking Probation. Only a year and change left!!
Rotten Stench
on Let It Go
"burn this whole shit down".... I'd strongly advise that get switched to "I'll burn this whole city down". When it's followed up.with "all of it" just makes more sense