I like how the intro is a continuation of the overall happy retro vibes of 1999 but then as soon as the song really start you enter in the dark, depressive, post STEEZ death vibes that summer knights have the whole album.
I was more arsenic Vaporize when I got heated Never jealous Solid as a rock n role foreplays No propellers Just some pro fellas Who you know better? Never lost my groove ion know no Stella
What good. I wanted to see if anyone remembered a Joey music video. I don’t remember the full details to it. But it had a pause where action bronson would be like “this kid is fucking crazy”. Thanks I’m advance.
you completely misunderstood that metaphor no offense. He's talking about Iraq in Baghdad as you stated, but he's talking about how there's always bombs going off in Baghdad at least during that 9/11 era.
Lyrics Make Some Noise And the champion Reigning that is From Flatbush, Brooklyn [Intro Joey Bada$$ & Chuck Strangers] You are now listening to... Ladies and gentlemans, boys and girls All to float this poison in this world Oh yeah. We back Kirk Knight on the beat, Brooklyn Have a safe summer Pro Era, we are here Rest in peace my nigga Steez, this is for you Summer Knights My nigga og Swank in this bitch I didn't know what's more, it's still going nigga Chuck S you known who I am Bitches I see y'all out her in summer, tank tops all that shit Y'all need to take them cheap ass flats off though Ha ha Oh shit Yea.. back in this muthafucka Reporting live from a lyrical high One time Why for my niggas Ride ride for my niggas Ride ride for my niggas [Verse 1] Yo, with not a damn thing on my mind but this rhyme And a matter of time to make this whole shit align Like I planned out, nothing in life gets handout Just stand out, ever since I hit the pot my vision panned out Pressure boil till I'm fanned out, now we the popular band So they can't keep their hands off of the man now Invite em in, give em that S vitamin, baby Cham style Got some Trini girl to soak it up, ShamWow! Damn, child, you're killing em Filling em, drilling em with serums of pure noradrenaline High blood feeling like the thermostat cracked, left mercury spilling Your favorite rapper tryna earn stacks from nursery children True emcees write a verse and rehearse it a million times Just for the rebirth of a feeling prime and golden Shawty ask what I'm holding, teasing em Know when the magnum blast eye squeeze magnesium Used to be mad premature, now I'm mad premium From looking up to niggas, to looking up niggas Meeting em, meetings with em Give em a high pitch like curveballs and helium Young scorcher trying to evolve like Charmeleon Million, yeah, nigga, we tryna get a million Ride ride for my nigga [Verse 2] Got the bomb nigga, Baghdad I'm blown away from a bad pass Walk on grass, below skunk, I smell sole funk in the stash My SB's, antimony I never had I was more arsenic, vaporize when I got heated Never jealous, solid as a rock n' roll fo' planes No propellers, just some Pro fellas, who you know better? Never lost my groove, I don't know no Stella It's a cold world without Coachella A shady bunch, like under Interscope umbrella But that don't phase me once, people say I'm crazy But call me young Evel 'cause I crazy stunt Amaze these punks, drop swank like it's knowledge to ya Mr. Bada$$ is ya scholar's tutors Swank the lord and hallelujah Still praying to the Allahs, Gods and Judas Balance out my lows on a low high (Motherfucker) Niggas ain't know I'm sitting so high Balance out my lows on the low high I'm like a low high (And the champion) [Outro] Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Leave 'em with no direction to go Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Direct-less Indigos [Outro] Yeah nigga straight like that from Flatbush Brooklyn One time It's Beastcoast shit Balance out my lows on a low high Pro Era Niggas ain't know I'm sitting so high Rest low high Good night Alright y'all Word is fucking bond