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The lyrics paint a stark picture of a life steeped in street activity, where survival and self-reliance are paramount. The narrator emphasizes a commitment to their crew, stating, "I'm on what the team's on," and immediately follows with a declaration of independence: "I ain't someone to lean on." This sets up a core tension between loyalty to a group and an inherent distrust or inability to depend on others. The imagery of being "dry" and needing "suttin' to steam on" suggests a past state of hardship or lack, now being overcome by acquiring wealth or resources, referred to as "cream." The constant threat of violence is palpable, with lines like "You will get shot like a shot of Tequila," establishing a dangerous environment where aggression is a primary mode of operation. The central conflict appears to be the narrator's immersion in a criminal lifestyle and the psychological toll it takes, particularly when confronted by law enforcement. The repeated line, "Everytime I'm in the fed station, I start getting amnesia," is a striking admission. It suggests a deliberate or involuntary mental block when faced with the consequences of their actions, a way to avoid accountability or perhaps a symptom of the trauma associated with their activities. This amnesia serves as a defense mechanism, allowing them to continue their dangerous path without being burdened by memory or guilt, contrasting sharply with the bravado displayed elsewhere. One of the most compelling craft elements is the juxtaposition of extreme violence with mundane or even sexual imagery. The line "Orgasm and seizure" is particularly jarring, linking intense physical reactions in vastly different contexts. This abrupt shift highlights the chaotic and unpredictable nature of the narrator's world, where life-or-death situations and moments of intense sensation can blur together. The lyrics also employ a stark contrast between the narrator's reality and the perceived superficiality of others, as seen in "You man are bad on social media." This dismissiveness underscores the narrator's belief that their dangerous, tangible actions are more significant than online posturing. Ultimately, these lyrics resonate because they offer a raw, unflinching glimpse into a life governed by immediate survival and a complex relationship with memory and consequence. The narrator's self-awareness, even if expressed through a defense mechanism like amnesia, adds a layer of depth to the aggressive posturing. The writing effectively uses sharp, often violent, imagery and stark contrasts to convey the high stakes and psychological pressures of this existence, making the listener confront the harsh realities presented without romanticization.

Stickz - Rap, UK

Amnesia

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[Intro] I'm on what the team's on I ain't someone to lean on I was dry Need suttin' to steam on Shooter and dealer You will get shot like a shot of Tequila Stizzy, Fiddy [Chorus] I'm on what the team's on Look in my eyes, I ain't someone to lean on I was dry but I'm getting my cream on Still got the iron, need suttin' to steam on Shooter and dealer You will get shot like a shot of Tequila I'm selling that Jungle Fever You man are bad on social media Tek' wood from me nah Orgasm and seizure Everytime I'm in the fed station, I start getting amnesia Try move on my ting Lead, copper unbinded Spin-spin ting so the T can't find it What's in the bag, bae? Never you mind it [Verse 1] About my digits See man change for his kids and missus I showed these thots where the Brix' is They get the dick then get addicted This life, I accept it Been on my gun game, tryna perfect it Creep up, bye, bye Don't do drive by When you see brains, you're gonna respect it Divide and conquer Split him in two like I'm eating a lobster Split him in three, now he's needing a doctor Split him in four, have to call helicopters About you wanna cheff me I got mine too so you better have technique Swing that shit, make it pierce through the right hand side And come out the left cheek [Chorus] I'm on what the team's on Look in my eyes, I ain't someone to lean on I was dry but I'm getting my cream on Still got the iron, need suttin' to steam on Shooter and dealer You will get shot like a shot of Tequila I'm selling that Jungle Fever You man are bad on social media Tek' wood from me nah Orgasm and seizure Everytime I'm in the fed station, I start getting amnesia Try move on my ting Lead, copper unbinded Spin-spin ting so the T can't find it What's in the bag, bae? Never you mind it [Verse 2] I told bro-bro, pattern the buju While I'm in the pot like I'm summonin' juju You know Stizz slash all of that skudu Bitch want my heart but I can't, that's mudu Quick opp pack to the marrow You know all these flavours turn man paro' I got the vision and the precision I can hit a nigga with a bow and an a arrow Right in his marrow Gun love poke, let it show like Shallow It's a war and we're winning the battle Opps get-got, gotta throw in the towel If I got intentions No tweet or mention I'll cut man and cut the tension Might be your head that I slap some sense in [Chorus] I'm on what the team's on Look in my eyes, I ain't someone to lean on I was dry but I'm getting my cream on Still got the iron, need suttin' to steam on Shooter and dealer You will get shot like a shot of Tequila I'm selling that Jungle Fever You man are bad on social media Tek' wood from me nah Orgasm and seizure Everytime I'm in the fed station, I start getting amnesia Try move on my ting Lead, copper unbinded Spin-spin ting so the T can't find it What's in the bag, bae? Never you mind it I'm on what the team's on Look in my eyes, I ain't someone to lean on I was dry but I'm getting my cream on Still got the iron, need suttin' to steam on Shooter and dealer You will get shot like a shot of Tequila I'm selling that Jungle Fever You man are bad on social media Tek' wood from me nah Orgasm and seizure Everytime I'm in the fed station, I start getting amnesia Try move on my ting Lead, copper unbinded Spin-spin ting so the T can't find it What's in the bag, bae? Never you mind it

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