Hit
dr.dk/netradio Lyrics


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Bunch a
Don't know to talk shit
Zaza
I'm high as fuck
Sip
Plaza
I'm smoking sherm stick
Look
Some brothers don't know
To do that shit
I'm in Mongolia throat singing bitch
Brother, don't come here with that shit
I'm a hit you with that stick
Made a
Million made a hit
Made a
Million made a hit
Made a
Million made a hit
I am with that clique
You are
Don't know about you
You made a hit
You didn't
You made a shit
Did what it did
I have a
Big fish
Catch a big fish
Nine made a big shit
You shit dog shit
I'm a
I like you
Bitch
Throw you in that ditch
I be making money
I be being rich
You don't like me
I made a million
I made a hit
I made a million
I made a hit
I made a million
I made a hit
I made a million
I made a hit
I made a million
I made a hit
I made a million
I made a hit
I made a million




I made a hit
I made a million

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Dr.dk/netradio's "Hit" are highly confrontational and aggressive, challenging individuals who claim they are tough and unbreakable. The singer asks what they will do when faced with difficult situations and whether they will fight or turn to someone else for help. The lyrics also contain criticisms of the rap industry and of other musicians who try to act tough or make fake threats to gain attention. The singer repeatedly asks whether these individuals will stand up and live up to their claims or whether they are just all talk.


Overall, the lyrics of "Hit" are a provocative critique of the rap industry and of the posturing and fake bravado that can be seen within it. The song challenges individuals to put their money where their mouth is, and to act with the strength and courage that they claim to have. It is a powerful meditation on the significance of personal integrity and the importance of standing up for oneself in difficult situations.


Line by Line Meaning

What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?
What are you going to do when everything falls apart?


Are you gonna stand and fight like a man?
Will you be brave and confront the situation?


Will you be as hard as you say you are?
Can you live up to your tough talk?


Or you gonna run and go get your bodyguard?
Will you cower and hide behind someone else?


I said "What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?"
I'm asking again, how will you face adversity?


And show us you're as hard as you say you are?
Demonstrate your true strength and courage.


Niggas is so gangsta, Niggas is thugs
Some people try to act tough and criminal-like.


Niggas'll spend their whole life peddling drugs
Some people rely on drug dealing as a career.


Slanging dope in hopes of one day being able
Hoping that illegal activities will lead to success.


To own their own label and give the game up
Wanting to start their own business and leave crime behind.


Some niggas came up, some just didn't
Some succeeded, while others failed.


That's just the way it is, if it ain't meant it, it just isn't
Things happen as they are meant to happen.


Some niggas'll get money and pay niggas to back em
Some will pay for protection so they can act tough.


So they can act up, feel comfortable, and rap tough
They want to feel safe enough to talk big and act out.


And that's as backwards, 'cause them niggas just gon' keep coming back
This strategy won't solve anything and may make things worse.


And that's when extortion happens
That's when people demand payment to avoid problems.


You struggle to get free, I know how this shit be
I understand how hard it is to escape from this lifestyle.


You deal with anything to live legitimately
You'll do whatever it takes to make an honest living.


But you gone find if you do get in this industry
If you enter the music industry, you'll learn the truth.


It's best to be business with me than against me
It's wiser to work with me than to oppose me.


Niggas get behind mics and ain't even emcees
Some people claim to be rappers, but can't even rap.


Niggas get on MTV just to diss me
Some use television to insult me.


This shit don't even piss me off
This doesn't even make me angry.


I'm laughing all the way to the bank
I'm making a lot of money from this situation.


Watching the satellite from ma Bentley
I'm observing the situation from my luxury car.


And you niggas don't even got a car
You can't even afford to own a car.


You're so far under my radar
You're insignificant and not worth my time.


I don't even know who the fuck you are
You're completely unknown to me.


To tell you to suck my dick while I'm pissing
I wouldn't even bother insulting you.


I don't even listen to your shit to know who the fuck I'm dissing
I don't bother to listen to your music before insulting you.


And media just feeds into these feuds
The media perpetuates these conflicts for entertainment.


Trying to add fuel to the fire
They're trying to make the situation more intense.


This little nigga Ja Rule talking bout he's gonna slap me
Ja Rule is threatening me with physical violence.


Nigga please, you gotta jump and swing up to hit me in the knees
He's too short to reach me with a punch.


I laugh at these magazines when they interview him
I find it amusing when Ja Rule gives interviews.


All they doing is making fake threats to us through them
He's making empty threats through magazine interviews.


And pussy you're not Pac, I knew him
You're not as legendary as Tupac, whom I knew.


Pac was a real nigga, you're just a fucking insult to em
Tupac was genuine, unlike Ja Rule who is fake.


It's too bad we had to fallout before he passed
I regret that Tupac and I had a conflict before he died.


If he could see this shit now, he'd be whooping your ass
If Tupac were alive, he would beat up Ja Rule.


You're talking to a pioneer who engineered this shit for 19 years
You're addressing someone who helped create this music genre.


Who you got in your air? I don't even gotta say it, the fans know
You can't even compare your music to mine, everyone knows it.


Quit trying to be tough, nigga, you look like an asshole
Stop pretending to be tough, you're just making yourself look foolish.


They say why don't we increase the peace
People suggest that we try to resolve conflicts peacefully.


The only piece increased is that which deletes your peeps
The only thing that happens is that people die.


'Cause niggas run mouths but they don't run streets
People talk a big game, but can't back it up.


Till that 45 will cease the speech
Until someone pulls out a gun to stop the arguing.


Yeah, it's a shame how the beef'll creep
It's unfortunate how conflicts can escalate.


Could've reached the peak, now you're left with a horrible leak
The fight could have ended, but now it's become worse.


I'm trying to be as bleak with my speech as possible
I'm being as honest and harsh as I can.


Just in case a nigga trying to throw me an obstacle
So that someone who tries to get in my way knows what they're in for.


Nigga, I'm not boxing you, I'm hospitable
I won't fight you, that's too easy. It's like offering you a drink.


I put you in a hospital, that's how I get at you
I'll hurt you so bad that you have to go to the hospital to recover.


Let the doc op on you, he don't rid you?
Let the surgeon operate on you, won't that fix you?


You back on the streets, I send another hit at you
As soon as you're released from the hospital, I'll attack you again.


This is not a hypocritical issue
This isn't me being fake or dishonest.


I will critical condition your tissue
I will cause severe damage to your body.


Give a fuck if all ten of them with you
I don't care how many people you have with you, I can take them all on.


I throw an extra ten of them missiles
I'll attack you with even more force.


Turn gangstas into gentlemen, vicko
I can make even the toughest people act civilized.


And ever since Eminem dissed you
Ever since Eminem insulted you.


I swear I see the woman and bitch in you
I see you as weak and unmanly.


All this bickering back and forth over who signs who
All this arguing about who is signed with whom.


Curtis pulled your skirt up, nigga, you got murdered
50 Cent exposed your weakness, you lost the battle.


Now take it like a man and shake it off, damn!
Accept it and move on, don't be a sore loser.


And quit telling all these magazines your plans
Stop telling the media what you're going to do.


How you gone slap up my mans, you're fictitious
You're lying about attacking my friends, it won't happen.


Nigga, we'll send Stan to come murder your bitches
We'll send someone to kill everybody close to you.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Pyry Halonen

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