--Official Stats--
Artist: U-God
Song: 9. "Stay in Your Lane"
Producer: The RZA
Album: Golden Arms Redemption
Release Date: October 5, 1999
Is this a song about driving or is it something more? Is U-God a special agent for the department of transportation, tasked with teaching citizens the rule of the road? We shall soon see. But you should ask yourself: are you ready to see? Sure. Why not? Do you have something better to do? Are you going to firefighter school or something and you have to learn to manage your hose? No! You're not doing that. So, check out the song, okay. Especially since we've got the RZA on the boards, he's my favorite...he'll turn this clunker of an album into a clunker with one good track, right? I hope so...Let's GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
9. "Stay in Your Lane"
Not bad! I like it. Yo! RZA is a talented dude. I mean the beat isn't great, but at least it's decent and different, and it's a hell of a lot better than most of the other beats on this album. But you know the worst part of this song? U-God. I hate to say that, but it's true. I think that if this song had a few more people on it it would have been much better. The beat is so sparse that it needed a high enegry kick off and it also needed some vocal change ups. I don't know. I'm not an MC. I just wanted someone else to come on the beat and drop a few bars. Shit is monotonous. Let's check the lyrics (from the internet, so probably only about 20% accurate):
Yeah
Tired of all this shit god
Channel you wanna come out?
Niggas betta respect this shit
I see, I see the same ol' rap cats gettin real lame
Same ol' funny cats
Radio Cats
Dummy Squads
Get one gold record step in the party hard
Like Tyson with ten body guards
Quiet stormin, we still countin enourmous odds
One enter this shit, in a sence represent
Just the sun drenched the gods up
Kept his law start date March 5th ninteen nintey nine
Mighty Healthy, wealthy for fine
Braveheart, veins, respect mines
Before the war happened we connect to your glass spines
And as we bash heads, clash nines, who said you could use my lines?
Who said you could rock my Wu sings?
The golden eye chastisment
Supreme team shit
Spy versus spy shit
Small crimes comitted
Tryin it wit my shines on
Gimme mines
Suppost to be comin wit proper flows son
Over the hill, headed with thrill on elephants
Till the buffalo guns
The greatest of all times
This time, I'm not go'n say no names
If you not one of the same I suggest you
[chorus]
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay off my stage, stay in your lane
If you ain't from the grain
If you ain't my main man like RZA
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
[Verse 2: U-God]
The run-away train double the sting
Me and Edith stay beneath us
Flip like Batman and Bruce Wayne
Don't take my kindness for weakness
36 peak shit
Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged
Don't get mad couse we lived it
As our dog we don't trouble you
Tell your bitch and your friends respect that "W" too
Y'all make me sick
Renegade chicks, strap a grenade to my dick
This shit is feather
Stuck in a high, but more callibre job
To rip your best in half
We arm wrestle you till you beg
Pop your legs in the pretzel
The one in the flames and came out the drain
I suggest that you
[chorus]
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay off my stage, stay in your lane
If you ain't from the grain
If you ain't my main man like RZA
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
[Verse 3: U-God]
The rain of Spain falls mainly on the plane
Ready to bake this shit
Snake verse crane
Detrail me, hope I fell
I'm hot on your tail people
You can't be the light
I came to Earth first by a meteorite
Frog, analog non descript, I gently empty the clip
Crack the whip, rip you from your lips to your hips
Chip for some men off, you fake dreds
Action bitches about me and my black belt degree in rappin
I make a whole lot of shit happen
The moister peal, oyster vapors
Ember on papers
Still scalpin
Y'all piggy backin snakes
Jiggy rap
Shinin like 'Pac, a whole fuckin album
This time, through the flames of triumph
Through the flames of triumph
I ain't go'n play no games
I ain't go'n play no games but I suggest you
[chorus]
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay off my stage, stay in your lane
If you ain't from the grain
If you ain't my main man like RZA
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Mothafucka stay in your lane
You ain't from the grain
If you ain't my main man like RZA
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your fuckin lane
Niggas
Bang bang
Track Score: 3/10
U-God’s Score: 3/10
Impact on Rep (+,-,=): Harms
Next Week: U-God's solo moves on to the next track, #10: "Shell Shock". Frowny face?
About this series: U-God’s Resume is a series of posts which looks at each line of U-God’s entire career to determine if his status as ‘wack’ is justified (as labeled by internet morons). I think it is not. U-God is dope. We'll prove it. Leave it to the Tort Team.
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