“Son of a B!tch” is the bluesy rant you need when “friends” reveal their real nature, thanks to its gritty, soulful rock sound. Amidst crunchy guitar licks, singer Jessie Murph lets his attitude-filled, gravelly voice do the talking.
He is calling out the phonies in his life who pretend to have his back but are actually plotting to betray him. Murph sings on how he ever trusted someone, only to have them betray him after he let his defenses down. Want to find out more? ⬇️
With its raw, soulful rock vibe, “Son of a B!tch” is the bluesy vent session you need when so-called “friends” show their true colors. Singer Jessie Murph lays it all out there with his gravelly, attitude-filled voice over crunchy guitar licks.
He’s calling out those smiling phonies in his life who pretend to have his back, but are ready to stab him in the back. Murph sings about letting his guard down and thinking he can trust someone, only to have them turn around and betray him.
He belts out to the backstabber “You son of a b___!” in frustration. The song is an edgy rant against two-faced people who kick others when they’re already down. Murph’s fed-up lyrics are so relatable for anyone who’s been wronged by a fake friend.
When he gets to the chorus you can feel his anger boiling up at being played by someone he never should have trusted.
Even though the song has a bluesy vibe, the topic is straight-up rock and roll rebellion against those smiling traitors who look to put others down.
With its catchy, head-nodding rhythm, “Son of a Bitch” is the perfect tune to get out your aggression at phonies who pretend to have your back.
| Song Title | Son Of A Bitch |
| Singer(s) | Jessie Murph |
| Musician(s) | Emerson Mancini, Eli Heisler, Rob Kinelski |
| Release Date | February 23, 2024 |
| Prod By | Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman |
| Lyricist(s) | Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman, Gabe Simon, Carrie K & Bēkon |
Jessie Murph Son Of A Bitch Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I ain’t no man in the mirror
That ain’t no man, that’s the devil
He actin’ all confidential
How about that dirty espresso, I ain’t no beginner, mmh
And I veto, any boy with a gender
He walk around in that denim
[Look good and bad?] [?], there’s only one he can handle
[Pre-Chorus]
That boy go bad in the night time
That boy got hands on the wrong dice
I got that [?]
That boy woke up in the wrong room
Two girls and two bad tattoos
I know what’s up and what went down in Room 432
[Chorus]
Desperado, you son of a bitch
Chicago is lighted up with the rich
And I don’t, I didn’t sign up for this
You fucking son of a mm-mm
I thought of pullin’ up where you at
With champagne and a Louis V bag
I know you didn’t sign up for this
You fuckin’ son of a bitch
[Verse 2]
I ain’t no dame, I’m the devil
This side of me seein’ Jessie
I got some plans of redemption
Some other plans I won’t mention
You’ve got no fuckin’ [?]
[Pre-Chorus]
That girl rolled up in a G5
Laid back and sharpened my knife
I cut it off like Lorena, I’ll take what’s left of your pride
I think that judge would agree
You fucked up fuckin’ with me
You know a passionate woman, ain’t make the worst into me
[Chorus]
Desperado, you son of a b!tch
Chicago is lighted up with the rich
And I don’t, I didn’t sign up for this
You fucking son of a mm-mm
I thought of, pullin’ up where you at
With champagne and a Louis V bag
I know you didn’t sign up for this
You fuckin’ son of a b!tch
[Outro]
Oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-ooh
You fuckin’ son of a b!tch
Music Video
