E-40
Lyric guide

The Server

Read The Server lyrics by E-40 on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.

E-40 visibility13 visits Video on page
person Curated by Ethan Walker LyroVerse team
Reference snapshot

The page facts to cite before the commentary

Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.

Page type: lyric reference Artist: E-40 Canonical path: /e-40/the-server Related lyric paths: 6 Video embedded: yes
Lyrics

The Server

The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.

[E-40:]

Ughhh! Gully grimey and gritty

Huh! Heavy drug activity [pull over please]

Lower development housing

Hustlers makin thousands [CHING! ]

Yola supplier, uhh

Pullin all-nighters (po-po man, po-po!)

Kissin my street sign [smooch]

Grippin the block like pliers (pliers?)

I'm as solid as can be

I'm a keep it funky my nigga, hoe shit don't sit too well with me

(Uh-uh!) I was breathin in the deep {? }

Beverly Hillbilly, black gold, Texas tea... where they'll merk you

And peel your potato instead of knucklin up

And squabbin like a hockey player [doo doo doo doo]

I'm not a knock I'm the server

Some of you niggaz become your own best customers

I'm not a knock I'm the server [x4]

Uhhhhah! Dibblin and dabblin

Flea-flickin and fiddle-faddlin (fiddle-faddlin?)

Rippin up crack

Overkill, gettin 47 back (11 of 'em)

Cerebral cortex pushed back {doo doo doo doo}

If I catch you pinchin out the sack

Anybody can get found, touched up and hurt

Long as you do your homework (that's right)

Steady long, steady bright

Man these walls got ears, take the battery out your phone

(Take it out man!) He'll never make it home

Co-defendant was tellin, they stabbed him with a turkey bone

(Snitch!) That's the consequences for snitchin

Got a jacket on his ass, caught him slippin in the kitchen

(Shank me!) Niggaz talk a good one but they fake

Fools be spineless, they got no vertebrae

I'm not a knock I'm the server [x4]

Uhhhh! On the soil shootin dice (I got those)

Dopefiend paradise (zombies)

Leeches and parasites

Restless and sleepless nights {yawn}

Pistols and fistfights

Po-pos on feet and bikes {nobody move}

Broken windows and street lights

Collect calls and shootin kits (it's yo' potnah mayne!)

The housin authority and the law enforcement agency

Bat around my do', makes me beam me up and taze me

While my girlfriend, was watchin TV

Mindin her own business, breast feedin our newborn baby

(AHHH!) I asked 'em where the search warrant, they hatin

Tearin up my apartment, but came up with nathin (BEATCH!)

My yola was at another spot

Too much traffic, had the situation hot

I'm not a knock I'm the server [x4]

Quick answers

What this page can answer fast

Who performs "The Server"?

E-40 performs "The Server", and this lyric page sits inside the E-40 catalog on LyroVerse.

Are there related songs to explore after "The Server"?

Yes. The related section below points to She Say She Loves Me and 1 Question (feat. Jeremih, Rick Ross & Chris Brown) with a short reason for opening each page next.

Where can I find more songs by E-40?

Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through E-40's lyric pages.

Song Room

Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song

Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.

Open Song Room
0 followers Selected insights only surface after moderation
Listener comments

What people are saying

0 comments
Add a short interpretation or memory

A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.

Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.

No listener comments on The Server yet.