You Ain't Shit Man
Wax and EOM Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah, yea- yeah, yeah
Homeboys make some noise
Home girls all around the world, ah let me hear you say "ow"
Now rub your clitori...

Check it out

Yo
Witness the "American Dream"
Big Wax, EOM, be-ware of the team
We got you motherfuckers nervous like a terrorist scheme
You twitchin', itchin' like a heroin feind, I'm saying

I spit fresh like I just ate a throat lozenge, and it rocks the boat like crosswinds
My rhymes, people quote often
Y'all plastic like them six pack rings that choke dolphins

And I can tell by how you spittin' that you wack
I'm sippin' on a Stellasone gettin' my crew back
And I could give a fuck about your clique or your crew, Jack
We rippin' this new rap, so bitch you should move back
We mixin' a new track like every damn day
Couldn't give a damn what any man say
We don't like y'all any damn way

Put 'em on the barbie another wack emcee flambé, hit it

I don't know what you're trying to prove, but somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit man

I don't know what you're trying to prove but somebody been lying to you, you suck dick fam

Your girl will tickle the dill pickle until spill trickles in her, giving her son like Phil Mickle
Or a daughter, she be offerin' ass like it's wine on the alter at mass, she's so nun like
Except celibate she sure ain't all day skeet on her face like war paint

Stuck to her like sap from a sycamore
Kick a whore out, then it's back to the liquor store
Pick up more Paps, Blue-Ribbon and sit back, brew
Sippin', bringin' back true
Spittin' is Wax's new mission
For the oh-nine
Got your girl going down like she workin' in a coal mine
My flow shine like a big ass wipe
Here's a pile of my shit take a big ass bite, mmm
It tastes like justice
This line here don't have any substance

I don't know what you're trying to prove, but somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit man

I don't know what you're trying to prove but somebody been lying to you, you suck dick fam

Damn
You sound shitty fool
I'm neck-and-neck with Michael Phelps, you chillin' in the kiddy pool
Wear water wings
Yo, my underlings
Songs in the key of life like Stevie Wonder sings
Flow greasy like onion rings, we do Paul Bunyan things, we think big y'all
And I hope you dig it
You a piglet in a pig pen, we Big Ben

Always knowin' the time
Me and E combined like Pacifico in the line
So when the sign the flow is divine so when I rhyme for a moment in time I'm not in control of my mind

It's like I'm-
Po-sessed when spit so fresh
Put your GODAMN money up if you want to protest
I'm psycho like Alfred Hitch
Save the cock for your girl and I'm out this bitch, one

I don't know what you're trying to prove, but somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit man

I don't know what you're trying to prove but somebody been lying to you, you suck dick fam

You fuckin' piss ants
You fuckin' larvae, piglet, baby calf
You fuckin' guppies




You little fawn ass still in the egg ass
Little fuckin' baby, still nursery rhyme singin' FUCKS

Overall Meaning

The song "You Ain't Shit Man" by Wax and EOM starts with a typical hip hop introduction with the artist asking the audience to make some noise. The song then takes a hard-hitting turn as the artists rap about their skills as lyricists and their dislike for those who are not skilled. "American Dream" is a cynical metaphor implying that success in America is hard to get, but once you have it, it's not as glorious as it's advertised. The song is a classic anti-establishment rap where the artists question the status quo and criticize the masses for their blind following of popular trends. Wax boasts about his rhyming abilities, and his ability to come up with fresh material that people remember. However, he makes it clear that this is not enough, and one needs to be authentic, which is the central message of this song.


The chorus of the song is a direct attack on those who are trying too hard to prove themselves while ignoring their lack of skill, and the second verse takes a derogatory turn as it mentions a girl who would do anything to get attention. The song becomes more intense as it progresses with Wax and EOM rapping about their superiority in the rap game and their disdain for anyone who is not authentic. The last few lines of the song are a final blow to their critics, labeling them as insignificant and weak.


Overall, the song signifies the prevalent attitude of the early 2000s where rappers were trying to create a niche for themselves without compromising on their style and skill.


Line by Line Meaning

Witness the "American Dream"
We are living the American Dream, and people should be aware of us


Big Wax, EOM, be-ware of the team
We are Big Wax and EOM, and our team is something to be cautious of


We got you motherfuckers nervous like a terrorist scheme
We are causing fear in you like a terrorist attack would


You twitchin', itchin' like a heroin feind, I'm saying
You are anxious and fidgety like a heroin addict, and I am telling you this


I spit fresh like I just ate a throat lozenge, and it rocks the boat like crosswinds
My flow is fresh and strong, and it has a powerful impact on the audience


My rhymes, people quote often
My lyrics are so memorable that people quote them regularly


Y'all plastic like them six pack rings that choke dolphins
You are artificial and harmful like the six-pack rings that endanger dolphins


And I can tell by how you spittin' that you wack
I can tell by your rapping that you are not good


I'm sippin' on a Stellasone gettin' my crew back
I am drinking a beer and regaining my crew's motivation


And I could give a fuck about your clique or your crew, Jack
I don't care about your group affiliations or your friends


We rippin' this new rap, so bitch you should move back
We are killing it with our new style of rap, so you should back off


We mixin' a new track like every damn day
We are creating new music frequently


Couldn't give a damn what any man say
We don't care about anyone's opinions


We don't like y'all any damn way
We don't like any of you anyway


Put 'em on the barbie another wack emcee flambé, hit it
Put another bad rapper on the grill and serve him up


I don't know what you're trying to prove, but somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit man
I don't understand what you're trying to achieve, but someone has deceived you in thinking you are great


Your girl will tickle the dill pickle until spill trickles in her, giving her son like Phil Mickle
Your girlfriend will stimulate your penis until ejaculate comes out, making her pregnant like Phil Mickelson


Or a daughter, she be offerin' ass like it's wine on the alter at mass, she's so nun like
Or a daughter, she is offering her butt like wine on the altar at Mass, contrary to being like a nun


Except celibate she sure ain't all day skeet on her face like war paint
She is not celibate, and she has ejaculate on her face like it's makeup


Stuck to her like sap from a sycamore
She is stuck to you like sap on a sycamore tree


Kick a whore out, then it's back to the liquor store
Get rid of the prostitute and go back to the liquor store


Pick up more Paps, Blue-Ribbon and sit back, brew
Get more Pabst Blue Ribbon, sit back and drink


Sippin', bringin' back true
Drinking and bringing back real hip-hop


Spittin' is Wax's new mission
My mission now is to rap


For the oh-nine
For this year (2009)


Got your girl going down like she workin' in a coal mine
Got your girlfriend giving me oral sex like she's working in a mine


My flow shine like a big ass wipe
My flow is radiant like a huge piece of toilet paper


Here's a pile of my shit take a big ass bite, mmm
Here is a pile of my feces, take a big bite, yum


It tastes like justice
It tastes like my natural right to revenge


This line here don't have any substance
This line is meaningless


Damn
Darn


You sound shitty fool
You sound terrible


I'm neck-and-neck with Michael Phelps, you chillin' in the kiddy pool
I am in the same league as Michael Phelps, while you are stuck in the kids' pool


Wear water wings
Wear your floaties


Yo, my underlings
My minions, my subordinates


Songs in the key of life like Stevie Wonder sings
Our songs are like Stevie Wonder's, about life


Flow greasy like onion rings, we do Paul Bunyan things, we think big y'all
Our flow is smooth like onion rings, we do big things like Paul Bunyan, and we think on a grand scale


And I hope you dig it
I hope you like it


You a piglet in a pig pen, we Big Ben
You are a small pig in a pigsty, while we are like the clock tower Big Ben


Always knowin' the time
We are always aware of the time


Me and E combined like Pacifico in the line
EOM and I are combined like Pacifico beer in a lineup


So when the sign the flow is divine so when I rhyme for a moment in time I'm not in control of my mind
When the flow is right, my rhymes become divine and I lose control of my mind for a moment


It's like I'm-
It's like I am-


Po-sessed when spit so fresh
I am possessed when rapping with fresh rhymes


Put your GODAMN money up if you want to protest
If you want to challenge me, then put your money where your mouth is


I'm psycho like Alfred Hitch
I am crazy like Alfred Hitchcock


Save the cock for your girl and I'm out this bitch, one
Keep your penis for your girlfriend, and I'm leaving


You fuckin' piss ants
You are insignificant and worthless


You fuckin' larvae, piglet, baby calf
You are like insect larvae, small pig, and young cow


You fuckin' guppies
You are like small fish (guppies)


You little fawn ass still in the egg ass
You are like a young deer, still in an embryonic state


Little fuckin' baby, still nursery rhyme singin' FUCKS
You are like a baby, still singing nursery rhymes, you worthless people




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