1978년 9월 23일 생인 Crooked I(본명: Dominick Wickliffe)는 웨스트코스트힙합의 성지 Deathrow Record 출신의 랩퍼이다. 힙합그룹 ‘슬로터하우스’ 멤버로 활동을 하였으며 웨스트코스트 힙합씬의 살아있는 전설 Snoop Dogg의 첫 앨범인 ‘Guess Who’s Back’에 피쳐링한 실력자이다. 당시 90년대 흑인음악을 휩쓸던 Deathrow는 2pac, Dr. Dre와 같은 쟁쟁한 뮤지션들이 대거 군림하고 있었는데 갑작스러운 2pac의 죽음과 뉴욕과 남부힙합의 대세로 인해 Snoop Dogg은 다른 레이블로 떠나고 많은 소속 가수들이 공중분해 되었다. 하지만 Crooked I만은 Deathrow에 남아 어려운 환경 속에서도 음악활동을 하며 기가 막히는 랩 실력으로 그의 인지도를 넓혀 나갔다. .... ....
(Snoop) Up out of there (Tupac) *chuckles* Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party (Snoop) Pump that up G (Tupac) Ahh shit, you done fucked up now -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party- (Tupac)You done put two of America's most wanted in the same motherfuckin place at the same -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party- (Tupac)motherfuckin time, hahahahah Y'all niggaz about to feel this -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party- (Tupac) Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin condoms Have one on us aight? -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(2Pac) Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs
(Snoop) Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit
(2Pac) So now they got us laced Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm) Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown I'm Losin My Religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish
(Snoop) I got a pit named P, she niggarino I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino and I, think I got a black Beamer but my dream is to own a fly casino like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker
(2Pac) Now follow as we riiiiide Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side And I can make you famous Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us I live in fear of a felony I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted
Chorus: -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party- -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party- (Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party... Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party -Nuthin but a gangsta party- (Tupac)it ain't nuthin but a motherfuckin gangsta party -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party- (Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party it ain't nuthin but a motherfuckin gangsta party -Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(2Pac) Now give me fifty feet Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets And keep whatever's left of me Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what?? There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs (hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear Bow down in the presence of a boss player
(Snoop) It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin Everybody in the party doin dope slangin You got to have papers in this world You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl Ya doing ya job, every day And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids
(2Pac) They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I gotta throw away Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day They wonder how I live, with five shots Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block Schemes for currency and doe related Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
[Joe Budden - Verse 1:] I broke down a while ago Finally picking up the pieces Memoirs of how the undefeated Can feel depleted I dont talk to God as a matter of fact I plead with At times I hate my reflection and others I?m conceited Half the time I?m arrogant other times I?m vengeful At times it?s to convince me, at times it?s to convince you Done a lot of wrong but I aint never felt resentful Its been so many times I?ve lost track of who to repent to Half the time I?m in the cut Dont want you to notice me Roll with me and you?ll see that I?m only awkward socially Half the time I?m spiteful, double barrell rifle I owe so many payback I feel like I got the right too So if you need a case in point you can refer to Budden And it will prove that painkillers never murdered nothing All it did was make me succumb put ice in me Put ice in me, make me numb When I revisit the places it takes me from I?m strong...
[Chorus:] Strong enough to catch contact right Smell it as soon as you get in my ride See with me, rules never apply Dont tell me how I should live my life Put your seat back, got it if you need that You should really fuck with me Tell me if you wanna ride or die, la la la la la la la la
[Joe Budden - Verse 2:] Listen up as the center reports My inner thoughts are like a inner war Headaches act as a trembling force on my mental ward Mentals distraught Every word fromt his sentence the boss It?s brought to you like the people your ministers Porsche Tight roping on dental floss Before the haters begin to get lost Coke and weed got my temperment off But why would my temper get lost When as soon as the temperature frost I?m probably having intercourse in a resort Criminal report, pricey condo?s at a minimal cost My train of thought aint as simple as yours So if our paths happen to incidentally cross I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flaws Until then lets let the bass kick Take the shots straight I dont see a need to chase it
Trying to fight the urge til there?s something to replace it I welcome ya?ll to be my co-pilots on this spaceship
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[Joe Budden - Verse 3:] Yo, me and the game would get so blunted We?d order take out from the chinese stores They make sure you bring change for a hundred Rob em, safety on the metal?s off Figured if we beat the breaks off em Then how the fuck was he gon pedal off Some live and die by the high, I was born by it Since Pac gave my mom the needle like go on try it Got me feeling like aint a nigga can harm me So I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come join the army She was so militant, disciplined, intelligent So I whispered to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it I got to know her on my sofa I gave her my honourable discharge and she took like a soldier Since she the type you gotta watch when she come around Really she only get high so she can come down Lost her when I said she aint gotta settle Once you start to handle life you?ll be on the same level
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[Crooked I - Verse 4:] When I was five this what my father said I should have pulled you out and left you on your momma?s waterbed You asked me, my poppa?s dead Alcoholic jeans from him since a toddler bottle fed Put me on your stainless, I?m brainless, I?m a hollow head My life was the crazyiest Surprised I?m even walking, can you blame me if I?m atheist But I aint Stephen Hawkings I know God is in my radius I can see him walking in the face of an innocent baby but not when preacher?s talking My people sleep in coffins I miss em I?m breaking down in the face of a bad bitch that I?m supposed to be taking down Baby ride while I?m crying, I?m dying inside Cause my pain is beside a giant lethiathon and I?m hiding from the World They hit me with everything but the kitchen sink How ironic? same place I vomit when I lick a drink Apparently I need to get a shrink How can therapy take care of me when I don?t give a fuck what niggas think!
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