Vol. 3: 4 You Playa Hataz

Pimped Out - Shawty Pimp & MC Spade

Pimps & Playas - 05. We Ain't No Hoe Savers

Ridgecrest Killaz

(beat: slow trap 808s mixed with đàn bầu and a sampled Habs goal horn)
[Verse 1 – Ti-Gérard, raspy as a St-Henri winter]
J’viens du 514, tail full of poutine et de rage
On a sacré notre camp ben fort en ’95, on a presque gagné l’ostie d’pays
TSX en feu, on crash ça comme en ’22
Les écureuils gris de Toronto pleurent dans leurs condos à 2 piasses
[Verse 2 – Đại úy Bébi, smooth Saigon drawl over joual]
Moi j’viens du Miền Nam, tunnel sous Cu Chi, RPG dans l’queue
On a fait brailler l’Oncle Sam, ensuite on a pris Phnom Penh en deux coups d’patte
Même affaire en ’75, même vibe en 2025
On short le SPY pendant que vous faites la grève, calisse
[Chorus – both, drunk, howling at the moon]
Độc lập! Liberté! Ostie!
De Montréal à Hà Nội, même crisse de famille!
Gland dans l’poche, AK ou fleur de lys
On niaise pas avec les squirrels du 559!
[Bridge – whispered, almost respectful]
Rouge et blanc, rouge et bleu
Certains clubs roulent en silence, on salue
De Hochelaga à Chợ Lớn, même code, même rue
Jamais d’paperasse, juste des poignées d’mains qui tiennent le feu
[Final chorus – whole rooftop screaming]
Maple et riz, même sang, même vice
On contrôle le port, la bourse, pis l’price
Độc lập crisse! Sacrament libre!
Les écureuils francophones dominent l’empire!

Việt Nam

​A Note on Mental Health:
I wrote this song during a difficult time to process feelings of isolation and hopelessness. If you relate to these lyrics, please know you don't have to carry it alone.
​Resources:
​Suicide & Crisis Lifeline: Call or Text 988
​Crisis Text Line: Text "HOME" to 741741
​International: Find a helpline at findahelpline.com


Lyrics: I thought you were my friends
And how when I released something that should have stayed within
Well it's out there now
Sick of feeling down
At least I have a few friends now who stuck around
When the sea of trauma is so heavy that I'm about to drown
I don't want fake sympathy
What I do for you, I want done for me
I guess that's too much to ask
Especially when you task another beat after busting my ass
Do you even care for me?
I did it for the love so I declined the pay
Then I hit rock bottom then I couldn't play my old tunes
Had to go away
Taking everything down, turn it up just to watch the volume fade
Take a passion, all your hard work comes crashing
Something I couldn't imagine
The weight of failure began to fasten
Rather die right now than live like I have been
​[Chorus]
Dancing to the beat
The world can't stop so let's just take it slow
Take it slow
Moving with the heat
The world can't stop so let's just take it slow
Take it slow
​[Verse 2]
I keep it bottled in, refuse to open up
Don't ask me how I've been
No space in your cup for me to pour my problems on you
Man up and deal with it is what I'm used to hearing
I'm used to this dark place, I'm afraid of healing
Love is a foreign feeling, to me I hate the feeling
I find relief in the music and the heavy drinking
But it doesn't fix the feeling searching for a purpose looking for a meaning
Why do I envy all of my friends and their family showing love to the many
Guess I'm just a burden why don't I deserve it
I won't lie I been hurt growing up feeling deserted by my own
Two youngers and their fathers showed
Mine is gone... Probably with another though
My heart grew cold
My mind went stray as I watch my spirit go
​[Chorus]
Dancing to the beat
The world can't stop so let's just take it slow
Take it slow...
​[Verse 3]
All I ever wanted was eternal wealth
Always taunted by possessions from someone else
Pride became an obsession, deeply afraid of failing
Scars on my body left a permanent lesson
Ship was sailing, there was no going back I sank into depression
Medications on the daily just to keep from stressing
Facing a new low, I was battling on my own
Surrounded by blessings yet I felt more alone
And isolated, sweet phrases of hope felt fabricated
Felt peace of mind during suicidal contemplation
Gained the strength to carry on through ideation
I just want my music to give me some type of validation
That I'm worth it, a God given purpose
I'm tired of the hurting
Every day I convince myself don't close the curtains
Even though I'm determined
The world doesn't need me I'm certain
Most of my mind lacks discernment
Devil's advocate thoughts, man they feel so fervent
Negativity in my mind keeps on churning
Just try one more time, promise is worth it
Save a nine, to cross the line when life ain't workin'

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