Introduction
W.K. Amoaku Lyrics
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9-5 Job man I can't be no slave
Before I go broke man I will meet my maker
Been thinking bout crashing just call me unstable
I'm steadily working no time for no cable
I'm chasing this paper
Manual labor
She wanted dessert so I gave her a facial
Boom boom boom boom
Shoulda signed the waiver
Now ya face on the pavement
Blood was yo payment blood I been craving
Not entertainment being real blatant
With all of this pain I'm tryna contain it
Where is my heart cuz my chest has been vacant
Heavily father I need a replacement
Blame it on Satan
Life is a gift man this shit ain't no game
Streets ain't for everybody stay in yo lane
He got caught swerving they blew out his brain
Thought you was cool but you just a free stain
Don't get caught lacking stop drinking that drank
Bullets ain't slow boy you dead if you blink
Young niggas killing don't care bout yo rank
You got a lil glock
You not as bold as you think
Finger on the trigger
But you know that you can't
Never hesitate cuz ya ass will get spanked
If you get hit
Control all your breathing
Don't you dare faint
Say a lil prayer for the killers and all the real niggas who tryna get richer
Wash all my sins away with this brown liquor
Either I'm getting realer or the world getting faker
9-5 Job man I can't be no slave
Before I go broke man I will meet my maker
Been thinking bout crashing just call me unstable
I'm steadily working no time for no cable
I'm chasing this paper
Manual labor
She wanted dessert so I gave her a facial
If you wanna play games boy this glock gotta laser
Boom boom boom boom
Shoulda signed the waiver
Now ya face on the pavement
Blood was yo payment blood I been craving
Not entertainment being real blatant
With all of this pain I'm tryna contain it
Where is my heart cuz my chest has been vacant
Heavily father I need a replacement
Blame it on Satan
In W.K. Amoaku's "Introduction," the rapper explores the idea of authenticity in a world that seems to be losing it. The first line of the song sets the tone for the rest: "Either I'm getting realer or the world getting faker." This line highlights the rapper's belief that people are becoming less real and more superficial. This attitude is reflected in the rest of the song, as W.K. Amoaku laments the 9-5 grind and expresses his desire for something more fulfilling.
Throughout "Introduction," W.K. Amoaku uses vivid, often violent imagery to drive home his point. He talks about "crashing" and being "unstable," suggesting that the pressure of living in a fake world is taking its toll on him. He also mentions "manual labor" and "blood," two more images that evoke a visceral response. By contrast, he talks about giving someone a "facial" as a form of instant gratification, which serves as a commentary on the shallow nature of modern society.
One interesting thing to note about "Introduction" is that it's the first track on W.K. Amoaku's album "The Truth Hurts." This suggests that the song is intended to set the tone for the rest of the album and prepare listeners for what's to come. Additionally, the song's use of violent imagery is in keeping with the album's overall dark tone.
Line by Line Meaning
Either I'm getting realer or the world getting faker
I'm not sure if I'm becoming more authentic or if the world is becoming more fake
9-5 Job man I can't be no slave
I refuse to be a slave to a 9-5 job
Before I go broke man I will meet my maker
I would rather die than go broke
Been thinking bout crashing just call me unstable
I've been considering crashing and losing control of my life, making me feel unstable
I'm steadily working no time for no cable
I'm focused on working hard and don't have time for distractions like cable TV
I'm chasing this paper / Manual labor
I'm working hard to earn money through manual labor
She wanted dessert so I gave her a facial
She asked for dessert, and I gave her something unexpected (a facial)
If you wanna play games boy this glock gotta laser / Boom boom boom boom / Shoulda signed the waiver / Now ya face on the pavement / Blood was yo payment blood I been craving / Not entertainment being real blatant
If you want to act like a tough guy, be prepared for the consequences (gunshots and bloodshed). I'm not doing this for entertainment, I'm being honest and straightforward
With all of this pain I'm tryna contain it / Where is my heart cuz my chest has been vacant / Heavily father I need a replacement / Blame it on Satan
I'm struggling to cope with pain and my heart feels empty. I need God's help to replace my struggles with strength, and I blame Satan for causing my problems
Life is a gift man this shit ain't no game / Streets ain't for everybody stay in yo lane / He got caught swerving they blew out his brain / Thought you was cool but you just a free stain
Life is valuable and shouldn't be taken lightly. Not everyone can handle the dangers of the streets, so stay in your lane. If you take risks, you might end up dead like someone who mistakenly swerved into the wrong lane
Don't get caught lacking stop drinking that drank / Bullets ain't slow boy you dead if you blink / Young niggas killing don't care bout yo rank / You got a lil glock / You not as bold as you think
Don't be vulnerable and defenseless, and avoid drinking alcohol to stay alert. Bullets move quickly, so don't let your guard down for even a second. Some young people nowadays will kill without regard for authority, so don't think a small gun makes you invincible
Finger on the trigger / But you know that you can't / Never hesitate cuz ya ass will get spanked / If you get hit / Control all your breathing / Don't you dare faint
Even though you have your finger on the trigger, you know you can't actually use your weapon unless necessary. You must act quickly and decisively, or else you'll face the consequences. If you get shot, stay calm and keep breathing to avoid fainting
Say a lil prayer for the killers and all the real niggas who tryna get richer / Wash all my sins away with this brown liquor
Pray for those who are willing to kill to get rich, as well as those who are trying to make an honest living. Drinking alcohol helps me forget my sins and struggles
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: ADAM GRIMES, JERRODE LAWSON, MIKEY GIAMPAPA
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