Noah King is hard to pigeonhole... and people love to do that! He does rap but also sings a bit. He has a DJ ("Matter") but also a bass guitarist ("The J.O.E.").
Story behind the song
PUTEMUP was actually unplanned. I was recording another song. While the engineer was doing his thing with the equipment, we started playing around and I freestyled PUTEMUP. The engineer convinced me to record it and there you go.
Lyrics
Everybody gotta get in where they fit in they can do it if they ask for help
but when they don’t do it they just being stupid cuz all they really doing is hurting themselves,
Never that when it’s coming to rap i’m bout to give it to you cats from the front to the back, you aint knowing how i do it when i’m killing a
track, you aint knowing how i’m flowing when i’m killing the wax,
This for my posse, my people we all rocking we bringing it to the top and trust me we won’t stop, (can’t stop)
We gotta make it no matter how long it takes us, no matter how the odds that face us, no matter how much they break us,
Living the game, sick in the brain, lyrically made just for spitting the flame,
on point everytime like a killer with aim but ya’ll don’t even really go and hear what i say, f*** everything and the way that it is
man i hate the fact that we had to make it a biz, I don’t really give a sh** like I’m taking a pizz, on what kinda songs nowadays making them hits,
Chorus
cuz I will PUTEMUP!
got skills PUTEMUP!
if it’s real PUTEMUP!
together we PUTEMUP!
i will PUTEMUP!
got skills PUTEMUP!
if they real PUTEMUP!
PUTEMUP
PUTEMUP
my people we PUTEMUP!!!
REPEAT
Now tell me what you thinking about
is it rap if they really just fling at the mouth I can’t believe what these mother suckers bringing on out
talking bout how they not digging my style, what?!
I figure the bigger the sicker the rhyme
I kick I spit a written and i’m ripping on time with it then them other cold brother motha suckers gone come around liking it,
This is a message a blessing of my essence the quest is to find heaven fore’ death is in my presents,
We’ll never find it find it, because we’re lying lying,
Why deny it it’s the truth ya’ll know what i spit to you,
Do what you gotta do gotta be what you gotta be, from the sea to the shining sea, see what i’m trying to be,
then we can each try to speak from a mind that is totally free, nothing better than whatever you got,
any minute man i’m ready to pop,
what you got a macheti and glock?
hell naw just skills and i’m ready to be putting them up!
Chorus
You thought you knew but you don’t know, kicking like a dojo, spitting the written, flipping it slow though,
Get high like adrenaline rush, get me pumped to the point that i’m ready to bust,
got lyrics that are killing like spilling ya guts ya’ll still ain’t putting em up!?
This is harder than when water freezes
Jesus he is nice,
Let the mother sucker BURN! like you breathed in a pipe,
Now everybody in the place to be, one time for your mind can’t wait to see what them itty bitty critics gone say to me they play with me we’ll see
what it’s made to be,
This for my people we need you to all see through the evil they all feed you the evil they all feed you,
Sit with it for minute and think get ready for whatever I bring gotta come
more, better than whatever my competetors bring
so they never wanna step in the ring
