G'd up
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Allah Math, dig it

My block is G'd up, the cops is racist
Staircases is peed up, haters get beat up
Woman are getting eat up
Look at this paper don't need much
But still need a calculator to keep up
Je-sus, I'm doing me, B.I.G
Hit Little C's up after I hit this tree up
Me, I get my cheese up
Puff the buddha, I get my chi up
My team in the building until the lease up
Look, you think this method ain't pro-lific then pro-hibit
See I'm no Clifford but like my daddy no different
A go-getter, I go get it, now go figure
Without no figures, no gold cards, no gold diggers
To quote Jigga I goes hard, I blow Swishers
I blow that trigger, your whole squad could go with you
Ay, Dio mΓ­o, I'm a hell of a flow spitter
You ain't my people, I don't care if you know RZA
'Cause at the end of the day
I'm a problem boy, stay out of my way
Now if you see me in the streets, you better give me my space
And if I beat you to the punch I punch you dead in your face

Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap shit
And every borough, state, town, prison, map shit

Drink sippin', no slippin'
Weed, women
No kidding, big business, tops missin'
Ice glisten, clear vision
Keep wishin'
Welcome to the big boy life
Bottle popping, no stopping
Haters watching
Speaker knocking
Shorty hoppin' all day copy
We rockin', big talking, cash dropping
Welcome to the big boy life
Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
We known to do this
The flow is lucid it's so abusive
Was born a Christian but Joe the truth is that Doe is Jewish
I over do this, fuck a moderation
Homie we focused, my camp Auschwitz with the concentration
Meth-Tical, R dash, Allah Math
Step in my shoes and leave footprints in God's path
These surfaces try to divert us away from a higher purpose
I look emcees in their eyes, you looking kind of nervous
But we knowing the mean, the leader's showing ya
King of kings, Haile Selassie, Ethiopia
Blunt condition chronic and I don't mean that pneumonia
So shorty you and your friend
I'm bout to leave with the both of ya
She tell me that she need me
They always come right back
Bitches get repo'd quicker than Tiger's Lamborghini
We eating lobster and shrimp
Rappers is Ramadan
Too raw, I shouldn't spit without a condom on
The type of rookie that's respected by the veterans
Cause dog I ain't a rookie, I'm a motherfucking veteran
Light up the medicine, just know you've been warned
'Cause when the killer bees starting to swarm, you know it's on

Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap shit
And every borough, state, town, prison, map shit

Drink sippin', no slippin'
Weed, women
No kidding, big business, tops missin'
Ice glisten, clear vision
Keep wishin'
Welcome to the big boy life
Bottle popping, no stopping
Haters watching
Speaker knocking
Shorty hoppin' all day copy




We rockin', big talking, cash dropping
Welcome to the big boy life

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in "G'd up" by R-Mean, Mzee Jones, and Method Man are filled with vivid imagery and boastful rhymes. The song explores themes of street life, ambition, and assertiveness.


In the first verse, the artists paint a picture of a neighborhood that is tough and chaotic. They describe their block as being "G'd up," which means they are heavily involved in the street life and ready to defend their territory. They also mention the racism within the police force, illustrating the challenges faced by people of color in their community. The "staircases is peed up" line suggests a lack of care and respect for public spaces. Additionally, the lyrics imply that women are being taken advantage of, emphasizing the harsh realities faced by vulnerable individuals in this environment.


Despite the hardships, the artists remain focused on their own success. They pride themselves on being self-sufficient, stating that they don't need much but still require a calculator to keep up with their financial endeavors. They reference influential figures like B.I.G and Jigga (Jay-Z) to draw parallels between their own ambition and the success of these famed rappers. They emphasize their hard work and determination, highlighting their ability to succeed without relying on fame or external validation.


In the chorus, the lyrics suggest a lavish lifestyle, with references to luxury items, banks, and flamboyant behavior. They confidently proclaim their dominance and assertiveness, almost daring others to challenge them. They exude a sense of power and control, as they mention taking over and quickly handling any violation or disrespect.


The second verse showcases their indulgence in pleasures like drinking and casually being with women. They are unapologetic about their extravagant way of living, boasting about their big business transactions and their ability to attract attention. The lyrics exhibit a brash, larger-than-life persona, with heavy references to material wealth and a party lifestyle.


The final verse delves into a mix of religious and historical references. By mentioning being born a Christian but also acknowledging Doe is Jewish, they showcase their religious and cultural diversity. They continue with wordplay involving Auschwitz, the infamous Nazi concentration camp, to emphasize their focus and determination. The lyrics also touch on their affinity for smoking marijuana, as well as their ability to attract women with relative ease. They mention leaving with both the girl and her friend, suggesting their magnetic appeal and charm.


Overall, the lyrics in "G'd up" boast confidence, ambition, and a desire for success. The artists take pride in their street credibility and the challenges they have overcome, while also indulging in the luxuries and pleasures that come with their success.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Clifford M Smith, Hariri Armin Faramarz, Lavelle Jones, Ronald Maurice Bean

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@cho0da

Allah Math, dig it
My block is G'd up, the cops is racist
Staircases is peed up, haters get beat up
Woman are getting eat up
Look at this paper don't need much
But still need a calculator to keep up
Je-sus, I'm doing me, B.I.G
Hit Little C's up after I hit this tree up
Me, I get my cheese up
Puff the buddha, I get my chi up
My team in the building until the lease up
Look, you think this method ain't pro-lific then pro-hibit
See I'm no Clifford but like my daddy no different
A go-getter, I go get it, now go figure
Without no figures, no gold cards, no gold diggers
To quote Jigga I goes hard, I blow Swishers
I blow that trigger, your whole squad could go with you
Ay, Dio mΓ­o, I'm a hell of a flow spitter
You ain't my people, I don't care if you know RZA
'Cause at the end of the day
I'm a problem boy, stay out of my way
Now if you see me in the streets, you better give me my space
And if I beat you to the punch I punch you dead in your face
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap shit
And every borough, state, town, prison, map shit
Drink sippin', no slippin'
Weed, women
No kidding, big business, tops missin'
Ice glisten, clear vision
Keep wishin'
Welcome to the big boy life
Bottle popping, no stopping
Haters watching
Speaker knocking
Shorty hoppin' all day copy
We rockin', big talking, cash dropping
Welcome to the big boy life
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
We known to do this
The flow is lucid it's so abusive
Was born a Christian but Joe the truth is that Doe is Jewish
I over do this, fuck a moderation
Homie we focused, my camp Auschwitz with the concentration
Meth-Tical, R dash, Allah Math
Step in my shoes and leave footprints in God's path
These surfaces try to divert us away from a higher purpose
I look emcees in their eyes, you looking kind of nervous
But we knowing the mean, the leader's showing ya
King of kings, Haile Selassie, Ethiopia
Blunt condition chronic and I don't mean that pneumonia
So shorty you and your friend
I'm bout to leave with the both of ya
She tell me that she need me
They always come right back
Bitches get repo'd quicker than Tiger's Lamborghini
We eating lobster and shrimp
Rappers is Ramadan
Too raw, I shouldn't spit without a condom on
The type of rookie that's respected by the veterans
Cause dog I ain't a rookie, I'm a motherfucking veteran
Light up the medicine, just know you've been warned
'Cause when the killer bees starting to swarm, you know it's on
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap shit
And every borough, state, town, prison, map shit
Drink sippin', no slippin'
Weed, women
No kidding, big business, tops missin'
Ice glisten, clear vision
Keep wishin'
Welcome to the big boy life
Bottle popping, no stopping
Haters watching
Speaker knocking
Shorty hoppin' all day copy
We rockin', big talking, cash dropping
Welcome to the big boy life



All comments from YouTube:

@giuseppeparadiso

I like the way they still have the 90s style. What a beat guys, what a beat...

@santanasalvatore3675

Dise Art This$hitDope

@galatiamikrogianni1239

Dope man

@u.g.5832

Old school is the best..Wu Tang forever ❀

@dimitriwoiciechowski6561

this beat is absolutely disgusting, meth verse is fucking crazy

@MarloEugene

This album man...it's clearly confirmed one thing...despite common argumentation...hip-hop is a grown man's job.

@dionkester4624

InI

@dimitriwoiciechowski6561

i agree with this shit 100%

@jamesbrooking2143

Mathematics absolutely murdered the production on this album, holy fuck this beat is nasty

@sumwonkool

James Brooking corny hook tho

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