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Black Cadillac
California Dreaming2
Length: 3:49
Released: October 27, 2017
Writers: B-Real, Funny Man, J-Dog,
Johnny 3 Tears
Producer: J-Dog
Key: E minor
Tempo: 95 BPM
Album: V
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Black Cadillac is a song from the band's fifth studio album, V. It features guest vocals from rapper B-Real.

Background[]

In an interview with Kerrang, the band stated that they have always wanted to do a normal hip-hop song without any heavy guitars and this was the song they envisioned. The reason they chose to make the song about a Cadillac is that they have always liked having nice classic cars such as Cadillacs. Johnny 3 Tears said that he has owned and crashed about three of them in his lifetime.

The band said they thought B-Real would be the perfect collaboration because he grew up in the same area of Los Angeles as them and they always looked up to him as an artist.

Music video[]

A music video for the song was released on December 1, 2017.

Personnel[]

  • Francis Abramczyk - production assistant
  • Bob Cattelino - Cadillac operator
  • Brian Cox - editor, director, producer
  • Demrick - actor
  • Monique Dulcos - production assistant
  • Jessica Griffiths - production assistant
  • Garret Rentz - gaffer, lighting
  • Sean Pauw - grip, lighting

Lyrics[]

Funny Man: Ride, slide, dipping low
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
Ride, slide, smoking dro
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
What you gonna do when the shit goes down?
Six misfits rolling through your hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes

Johnny 3 Tears: When the streets grow cold and my sight turns red
Got that pistol grip-hold and a muzzle to your head
Yeah, somebody talked, yeah, somebody said
Yeah, somebody's buried, yeah, somebody's dead
We found my White Wolf stashed in my white ball cap
Got two white bros jacked and my Caddy's flat black
Got the gauges all racked, devil hanging out the back
Now you're just a story on the cemetery track
We lock and we load, we rock and we roll
We cock and we go, it's the Undead Show
You know I mean what I say, better drop when we spray
It's too late to pray on Judgment Day
Hear those bells? It's the end of your life
Someone's gotta live and someone's gotta die
Here comes hell, it's redemption, right?
Now you're just a ghost on a cold, black night

Funny Man: Ride, slide, dipping low
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
Ride, slide, smoking dro
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
What you gonna do when the shit goes down?
Six misfits rolling through your hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes

J-Dog: Roll up in the spot like a live grenade
And every day we celebrate like a pimp parade
Swimming in liquor till the end of my days
Rolling with Funny Man in a cloud of haze
Who would've knew? I turn the trees blue
You're sitting on the internet like "is this shit true?"
And I don't give a fuck about your bad review
Till I pop out the screen with a big "fuck you!"
Then hop in the backseat and get to the blasting
Cut down your dreams like the Hollywood casting
Except this shit is real, not acting
We're still murdering so thanks for asking
Too damn smart to get caught up in legalities
Blow you off-stage, just another fatality
And, sir, you don't know that we lack morality?
"Fuck, suck, dick, lick, man, we nasty"

Funny Man: Ride, slide, dipping low
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
Ride, slide, smoking dro
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
What you gonna do when the shit goes down?
Six misfits rolling through your hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes

B-Real: Semi-automatic words you heard just spray the masses
Gas is lit quick, spark on a matchstick
The class's classic, lyrical backflips
Got you bitches begging for the backstage passes
Rolling with the bosses, causing havoc
I'm just filling in because they’re never gonna have it
So sad, you sad bitch, so glad you have this
That pneumatic, emphatic Black Cadillac shit
Get your cardiac kit, where's the party at, trick?
Watch me pull a hat trick, joint on a glass tip
Got the room loud in the valley
All eyes on me, you can call me Makaveli
We don't give a fuck, we never did
Hit you with the thunder where you stand, that’s how we live
Believe me when we do it, yeah, we fucking do it big
And if we show you how to win, we do it for the kids

Funny Man: Ride, slide, dipping low
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
Ride, slide, smoking dro
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes
What you gonna do when the shit goes down?
Six misfits rolling through your hometown
'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor
Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes

Personnel[]

Hollywood Undead
Additional
  • B-Real - vocals
  • Brian Gardner - mastering
  • Dan Lancaster - mixing
  • Rhys May - mixing assistant

Trivia[]

  • This is the band's second collaboration since 2005's Turn Off the Lights which featured guest vocals from Jeffree Star.
  • J-Dog makes several references to other songs in his verse.
  • B-Real's line "All eyes on me, you can call me Makaveli" references Tupac Shakur's album "All Eyez On Me", and Shakur's alias "Makaveli".
  • Funny Man said the inspiration behind the song was getting high and 100 spoke rims.
  • The music video was filmed at The Rave / Eagle Club in Milwaukee, IL.
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