Cell Therapy
Kodak Black Lyrics
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This that weed 'em up bitch
229 free my nigga
Cool man, we ball U John, I promise nigga
DJ Lil Jackboy tell a friend nigga
Fly like pelicans nigga lean
My medicine nigga
Brush my mouthpiece get fresh
Before I leave I tuck my nine-piece
Okay, I hit the dice game
I head cracked 'em
Quarterback, if he got the work
I'ma sack 'em i came up hittin' highzes
I'm from the projects
I bought me a 7 plate and reroute it
Dropped it
Cut a couple ones and made a profit
Runnin' your dope, I bought a key
Don't knock it
Kamikaze, I'm turnt up, I'm a zombie
Jaw lockin', hey molly, you got me
I surrender
They got the prints from my finger
I was starvin', stomach growlin', no dinner
Lace my Timbs up
Knock first then poke your window
In the rental, go up top with my Benzo
I remember, sorry that I'm a sinner
Serial killer, rest in piece to instrumental
I'm goin' hard, you're soft
You're too gentile
Model broad, pussy bald, she got cancer
I can't hold back, it's lil Kodak
And you know that i hit the booth
I leave my shoes at the doormat
Load and cock it, topic, make it go bad
Silly rabbit, by my carat, get a toe tag
Project baby, get 'em, I go 'em
Polo'd down, pop a nigga like a collar
Bonfire, pray your boy top dollar
Top shotta, skrrr right by ya
Rastafari pullin' up in that 'Rari
No dread head but I chief the Bob Marley
Ohh sorry, we just chew-chewin' your girl
Then didn't train her
Don't main her, I try tell them
Nigga I'm over seven i don't fuck around
With your celibate my t-roid nigga, knicks
The lyrics to Kodak Black's song "Cell Therapy" describe his daily routine and hustle as he navigates life in the projects. The first few lines mention his location, the drugs he's smoking and a reference to his incarcerated friend who he wants to be freed, indicating a sense of longing for companionship and solidarity in a rough environment. He speaks on his reliance on drugs, stating that his "medicine" is weed, which he uses to cope with his surroundings.
The song then delves into Kodak's daily routine, where he gets up and prepares himself, tucks his nine-piece (referring to his gun), and heads to the dice game to make money. The lyrics also reference how Kodak came up selling drugs, bought and sold cars and drugs, and made a profit, emphasizing his entrepreneurial spirit in a life that is often deprived of opportunity.
The song's overall tone is one of defiance and resistance against a society that has failed Kodak and those in his community. It speaks to the struggles and resilience of those who endure hardship and obstacles, and highlights the ways they find to survive and thrive amidst adversity.
Line by Line Meaning
You know I be in the yo
I am present in my neighborhood
This that weed 'em up bitch
This is that type of music that makes you feel good
229 free my nigga
My friend who is in prison needs to be released
Cool man, we ball U John, I promise nigga
We are living our life and enjoying ourselves
DJ Lil Jackboy tell a friend nigga
The DJ is playing the music for the audience
Fly like pelicans nigga lean
We are feeling amazing and unstoppable
My medicine nigga
This music is our drug and it makes us feel good
I wake up, say my prayers
I start my day with a moment of reflection and gratitude
Brush my mouthpiece get fresh
I take care of myself and keep good hygiene
Before I leave I tuck my nine-piece
I carry my gun to protect myself
Okay, I hit the dice game
I gamble to potentially earn some money
I head cracked 'em
I won the game
Quarterback, if he got the work
I target drug dealers to take their drugs
I'ma sack 'em i came up hittin' highzes
I successfully robbed them
I'm from the projects
I come from a less fortunate neighborhood
I bought me a 7 plate and reroute it
I purchased a car and customized it for my satisfaction
Dropped it
I customized the car to lower it
Cut a couple ones and made a profit
I made money by selling drugs
Runnin' your dope, I bought a key
I stole drugs and then sold a large quantity to my buyers
Don't knock it
Don't criticize my actions or decisions
Kamikaze, I'm turnt up, I'm a zombie
I am heavily under the influence of drugs and alcohol
Jaw lockin', hey molly, you got me
I am experiencing the side effects of the drug Molly
I surrender
I submit to the police
They got the prints from my finger
The police obtained my fingerprints
I was starvin', stomach growlin', no dinner
I was hungry and didn't have any food to eat
Lace my Timbs up
I put on my boots
Knock first then poke your window
I am breaking and entering someone's house to rob them
In the rental, go up top with my Benzo
I am driving my rented car to commit crimes
I remember, sorry that I'm a sinner
I reflect on my past bad actions and regret them
Serial killer, rest in piece to instrumental
I am good at rapping and killing beats
I'm goin' hard, you're soft
I am strong and bold, while you are weak and timid
You're too gentile
You are polite and reserved
Model broad, pussy bald, she got cancer
The girl I had sex with was shaved and had an STD
I can't hold back, it's lil Kodak
I cannot contain my talent and energy
And you know that i hit the booth
I am a rapper and I record my music in the studio
I leave my shoes at the doormat
I am comfortable and relaxed in the studio
Load and cock it, topic, make it go bad
I am ready to shoot and kill someone if necessary
Silly rabbit, by my carat, get a toe tag
People who try to harm me will end up dead
Project baby, get 'em, I go 'em
I am from the streets and I know how to handle myself
Polo'd down, pop a nigga like a collar
I am wearing Ralph Lauren clothes and I will shoot and kill someone
Bonfire, pray your boy top dollar
I am rich and I want to be even richer
Top shotta, skrrr right by ya
I am a dangerous and skilled shooter who can escape easily
Rastafari pullin' up in that 'Rari
I am driving a Ferrari and I respect the Rastafari religion
No dread head but I chief the Bob Marley
I don't have dreadlocks but I smoke weed like Bob Marley
Ohh sorry, we just chew-chewin' your girl
I apologize but I have sex with people's girlfriends
Then didn't train her
I don't have a long-term relationship with the girls I have sex with
Don't main her
Don't treat the girl I have sex with badly
I try tell them
I sometimes advise people to not make the same mistakes as me
Nigga I'm over seven i don't f*** around
I am experienced and I don't mess around
With your celibate my t-roid nigga, knicks
I don't care about your abstinence, my testosterone-using friend
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@Brooksy-nz8jh
2024 , 8 years deep n this really still a timeless masterpiece 😵💫🔥
@scgoo583
🙏
@Cobra-bg1ft
Most under rated Kodak song by far
@TheELITE696
Na it's "I wanna rock"
@bryanhood6875
Well it’s not really a Kodak song. It’s just him rapping on someone else’s beat. So I don’t think most people compare something like this to his songs. Which are terrible. This is pretty good. Go figure!
@grizbands
Travis Crawford tunnel vision is wak next to this
@michaelcolion7631
Sick
@kacemagic5719
@@bryanhood6875 You should probably listen to his music before deciding
@dragonballa5083
Kamikaze/ I’m turnt up, I’m a zombie/ Jaw lockin, HEY MOLLY, you got me
Definitely my favorite verse 🔥🔥🔥
@adrianreyes-medina5047
Mine is the (pussy bald she got cancer)😂