So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Straight bars
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bah
(I'm Working on Dying)
Got a bitch, yeah, she look so good
But on the real, she in denial
Diamond water, yeah, it look like a river
Look like I'm standing in the Nile
If you really didn't get the last line
Then your level on the brain of a child
Pay attention, better do the right thing
Oh, your pussy ass still workin' at Sal's
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
Man, she going dumb, she don't stop
Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock
Hellcat faster than your whip, stop
So why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got?
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
Man, she going dumb, she don't stop
Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock
Hellcat faster than your whip, stop
So why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got? (Let's go)
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop that ass
Pop that ass, do the dash
I be runnin' out of gas
Every time I go to the mall just to pop the tags
I don't really cop nothin' out the mall
First time at the mall, copped it all
Said, a hundred thousand, so I dropped it all
And that wasn't my whole bankroll
Body roll, waist roll, waist roll
Make a bitch do what I say so
Waist trained, got a bitch, taste just like ice cream
Read her text, she said, "Girl, I scream"
Shot a nigga with a .17
Lil Uzi, yeah, I'm from the 16
Got a million, no Christine
Neck gleam, wrist gleam, fist gleam
Lil' nigga but I'm doin' big things
You ain't ever seen nigga this clean
Pants cost two K, big jeans
And my shoes cost like sixteen
Hunnid, nigga, that's just what I bleed
Turned a dead nigga to a blunt of weed
Now that boy taste like Reggie
'Cause I just lit up Philly, nigga
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (uh)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ew)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (skrrt)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top
Multi bitches, multi, multi, multi, multi, multi
Grain on my granola bar
Got a multi, multi, bowtie, when rock my Dior
Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi million dollar deals
I'ma keep it real
Armstrong marathon, when I'm on the bike like my name Mill
I can make her kneel, beggin' on her knees
Beggin' me please, so she can see the deal
I ain't never lackin', I ain't never love her
Been alone from little boy, so I don't need opinion
I been gettin' money, nigga, I been gettin' plenty
I can fuck your bitch, make her bounce on a Bentley
I was on Perky 30, she was on the Henny
Wait, she was fuckin' you, who? Your cousin Vinny?
That boy rat, he mouse, she Minnie
Fuckin' that bitch, and now she tryna spin me
No, and this is no Iovine, not talkin' 'bout Jimmy
Kill these niggas everyday like they Kenny (let's go)
If you want money, better crawl for it like Cindy
And if you want more, then you better get Demi
I'll flex on my haters, pull up, do a video
Bitch on my dick, and her breathe smellin' minty
I went to the store and got me some Vetements
Some Prada, Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
Now go tell that lil' bitch
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
I'm movin', I'm drippy, got sauce and I'm swaggin'
'Cause it's easy, your bitch on me, no, you can't kiss me
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (uh)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ew)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (skrrt)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top
Pop, pop
(I'm Working on Dying)
Drop, drop
What the fuck?
(Abducted)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bah
(I'm Working on Dying)
Got a bitch, yeah, she look so good
But on the real, she in denial
Diamond water, yeah, it look like a river
Look like I'm standing in the Nile
If you really didn't get the last line
Then your level on the brain of a child
Pay attention, better do the right thing
Oh, your pussy ass still workin' at Sal's
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
Man, she going dumb, she don't stop
Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock
Hellcat faster than your whip, stop
So why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got?
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
Man, she going dumb, she don't stop
Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock
Hellcat faster than your whip, stop
So why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got? (Let's go)
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop that ass
Pop that ass, do the dash
I be runnin' out of gas
Every time I go to the mall just to pop the tags
I don't really cop nothin' out the mall
First time at the mall, copped it all
Said, a hundred thousand, so I dropped it all
And that wasn't my whole bankroll
Body roll, waist roll, waist roll
Make a bitch do what I say so
Waist trained, got a bitch, taste just like ice cream
Read her text, she said, "Girl, I scream"
Shot a nigga with a .17
Lil Uzi, yeah, I'm from the 16
Got a million, no Christine
Neck gleam, wrist gleam, fist gleam
Lil' nigga but I'm doin' big things
You ain't ever seen nigga this clean
Pants cost two K, big jeans
And my shoes cost like sixteen
Hunnid, nigga, that's just what I bleed
Turned a dead nigga to a blunt of weed
Now that boy taste like Reggie
'Cause I just lit up Philly, nigga
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (uh)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ew)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (skrrt)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top
Multi bitches, multi, multi, multi, multi, multi
Grain on my granola bar
Got a multi, multi, bowtie, when rock my Dior
Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi million dollar deals
I'ma keep it real
Armstrong marathon, when I'm on the bike like my name Mill
I can make her kneel, beggin' on her knees
Beggin' me please, so she can see the deal
I ain't never lackin', I ain't never love her
Been alone from little boy, so I don't need opinion
I been gettin' money, nigga, I been gettin' plenty
I can fuck your bitch, make her bounce on a Bentley
I was on Perky 30, she was on the Henny
Wait, she was fuckin' you, who? Your cousin Vinny?
That boy rat, he mouse, she Minnie
Fuckin' that bitch, and now she tryna spin me
No, and this is no Iovine, not talkin' 'bout Jimmy
Kill these niggas everyday like they Kenny (let's go)
If you want money, better crawl for it like Cindy
And if you want more, then you better get Demi
I'll flex on my haters, pull up, do a video
Bitch on my dick, and her breathe smellin' minty
I went to the store and got me some Vetements
Some Prada, Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
Now go tell that lil' bitch
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
I'm movin', I'm drippy, got sauce and I'm swaggin'
'Cause it's easy, your bitch on me, no, you can't kiss me
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (let's go)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (uh)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ew)
I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (skrrt)
I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top
Pop, pop
(I'm Working on Dying)
Drop, drop
What the fuck?
(Abducted)
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
POP Lyrics as written by Jordan Ortiz Brandon Terrell Veal
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