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Jul 27, 2021
Behind the song
“Ten Gat Commandments” is my ode to The Notorious B.I.G.’s “Ten Crack Commandments.”
I took the numbered-list concept and flipped it into my own version, building the record around ten different firearms that I actually owned.
The structure is deliberately direct and almost instructional in tone, moving from one firearm to the next while mixing specifications, personal references and street imagery.
The point was less about telling a traditional story and more about paying homage to Biggie’s format through something that reflected my own life and environment at the time.
These weren’t just random names I picked for the lyrics. Every firearm referenced in the song was one I actually had, which is part of why the writing is so specific.
Story chapter
Lyrics & wordplay
I dont gotta shoot to kill but its better just to have it
when they come strapped up with them semi automatics
so check this shit i got a list for you to get that way you stay safe
when these dudes they hate
gun number one 12 gauge thats a pump
soon as you cock back they gon run
and even if you miss you still hitting em with some
of the pellets cuz they spread like jelly on a bun
gun number 2 dont get this shit confused
380 small enough to fit ya shoe
but dont these men move with big sticks?
ok just hit his biscuit efficient
i love it like my boo
gun number 3 the most common it seems
9 milli but extended its $550 for the weapon
$650 come with extras uh huh
I done seen mad niggas start with this and turn out to be some killers
number 4 i know you heard this before
ak wit a base 75 to ya face
number 5 you gon need a mac for the get back
cuz you just let em run in ya house, you should address that
6 that 357 heaven
plus it dont jam and it keep all the shells in
7 thats my favorite its the fn
just imagine 2700 per second
20 rounds and its light weight as a lemon
raise the crime rate in ya section
number 8 though
thats a draco
i keep it in my pants like im faithful
Number 9 what i keep on the side wit me
45 when ride its beside the seat
and if i think you dissin i aint tryna speak
you bout to catch it like you wide receive
number 10 be that 223 you know me
i do shoot like 23 or kobe
and it kick like um bruce lee with both feet
when it hit ya, you bleed then OD
follow this list but more important is ammo
you dont got clips all you grippin is a handle
stash in the whip hold six i been rambo
i wonder what fit in a lambo
you see the plan is to vanish and build a castle
i got the land ill be damned if some little asshole
wanna come blam me like blam nigga what was that fo?
gotto go adios more gats to clap tho
brrraaa
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