Calid B. & Cheri Soul & Limitless Soundz & Sleepy Brotha - Rap
Mansa Musa by Calid B. & Cheri Soul & Limitless Soundz & Sleepy Brotha Lyrics
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[Intro: Calid B.] (Chanting) Mansa Musa Mansa, Mansa Musa Mansa, Mansa Musa Mansa Musa Mansa, Mansa Musa Mansa Musa Mansa, Mansa Musa Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Calid B.] Mansa Musa, Mansa Musa Mansa Musa, Mansa Musa I studied the game like a tutor (A tutor) I'm schooling the kids with no ruler (No ruler) I'm giving out gold like a booster (A booster) They calling me king like I'm Musa Mansa Musa, Mansa Musa Mansa Musa (Yeah, yeah, yeah), Mansa Musa (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Calid B.] Just a young man from the land full of Africans Where they tried to play us for the gold right now Leading all my people in the struggle on the bubble Tryna hustle past the fork in the road right now All my niggas ready for the call All I gotta do is push the button and they gonna hold me down Build an empire like Sidibe Feeling like Didier, focused on the goal right now Always had the beats on lock Now I got the flow on lock AfroBang gang to the top (Yeah) Put Kendrick on the clock That's a violation, no shot I ain't never bang on the block I was just passin' the rock (I was just) I was just jammin' to Pac (I was just jammin') Range Rove with no top (Skrr) Range Rove with no top (Go skrr, skrr) With my nigga Dame gettin' bitches (Yeah) Chain go bling go blow Teeth gold, neck gold (Ping) Stylo rétro (Ching) We got drinks and loud (Yeah, loud) My people show out (Show out) Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Calid B.] Mansa Musa, Mansa Musa Mansa Musa, Mansa Musa I studied the game like a tutor (A tutor) I'm schooling the kids with no ruler (No ruler) I'm giving out gold like a booster (A booster) They calling me king like I'm Musa [Verse 2: Limitless Soundz] Better call me King like Shango Only seeing green like Rondo (Uh) Gold everything on me pronto Fitting thirty kings, fifty Queens in a condo (Whoo) Clear quartz sitting on my wrist More real estate flipping bricks Putting all the gangs in a tribe Nigga on baby, on kids, on the guys (Let's get it) Surrounded by the opps I get to clapping (Anyone) Eastside rolling through the traffic (Hit me up) Pan-African trappin', flip a package (Send me one) I can make a God out of savage (21) He say he run the block, I say we gon' own the block boy Instead of sittin' and watchin', you better come and get this bread boy No running from the cops, I say we gon' own the cops Putting money in the stocks, middle finger to the feds boa Woo, woo, hol' up, hol' up Middle finger to the feds boa Woo, woo, hol' up, hol' up Middle finger to the feds boa Trump don't fuck with Haiti, I be going voodoo crazy So we got Lord Haiti the producer Stones on me, looking like Medusa Putting gold in the hood like I'm Musa Tribe [Outro] And it's true that if you take time and consider it You know all the dynamics around you Supporting you and those that are against you That you'll find the answers to make a way out of no way And that the answers will come through you So you could contribute to the community, and give back
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Meaning of "Mansa Musa" by Calid B.
The track opens with a hypnotic chant of "Mansa Musa," immediately establishing a regal and powerful aura. The chorus solidifies this, with the narrator declaring they've "studied the game like a tutor" and are now "schooling the kids." This isn't just about lyrical prowess; it's about commanding respect and distributing influence, likening themselves to a king and giving out "gold like a booster." The lyrics paint a picture of ambition rooted in a specific background: "young man from the land full of Africans" where people were "tried to play us for the gold." This suggests a narrative of overcoming past exploitation and leading a community. The narrator is ready to "push the button" and have their people "hold me down," indicating a strong sense of loyalty and readiness for collective action, aiming to "build an empire." A key craft element is the pervasive imagery of wealth and power, directly referencing Mansa Musa, the historical West African emperor renowned for his immense riches. The lyrics are studded with references to "gold," "bling," "teeth gold, neck gold," and "clear quartz." This isn't just material display; it's a deliberate invocation of historical grandeur and a statement of present-day dominance, aiming to "own the block" and even "own the cops." Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics lies in their confident assertion of self-made royalty and community leadership. By invoking Mansa Musa and weaving in modern boasts of success, the song creates a potent blend of historical resonance and contemporary swagger. The repeated emphasis on giving "gold" and building an "empire" suggests a vision of prosperity that is both personal and communal, aiming to uplift and empower their people through sheer force of will and strategic acumen.
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- Calid B.