http://allhiphop.com/stories/news/archive/2008/11/22/20715659.aspx waiting on confirmation http://www.tmz.com/2008/09/07/breed-taken-off-life-support/ It seems at least Part of it is true If he not . . . .well I am Happy If he is. . . Rest In Peace He made one of my Favorite songs <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nj31LWPjFoc&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nj31LWPjFoc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> Rocket River
That interview made me really sad, for realz. This was one of my favorite hip hop artists back in high school, and I remember that song being played at many house parties. R.I.P. Breed.
Damn, R.I.P. I never even knew he was ill. I just find this kind of strange because I just bought his "Best Of Breed" CD online two days ago, it hasn't even came in the mail yet.
Wow, I loved that song when it came out. This and N2Deep's Back to the Hotel were a couple I played to death and then never really heard from their artists again. Well not in the way of further hits anyway.
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Wow. I had forgotten how bad 90's rap was. Almost killed the genre with the constant thuggery references.
You know .. you was just B*tching about people being an *ss to you in the Tech thread and here you come in here to show your entire *ss I use to think of you only as Fatty Fat b*stard now I think I will think of you as just a WHINEY B*tch who can dish it but cannot take it . . . WWWAAAA WAAAAA RAIDERS GOT THEIR *SSES HANDED TO THEM and Folx are talking about me. . . so I'm gonna WWWAAA WAA WAAA and then go into other theads and be a complete *ssHat Rocket River Typical
Ah ignore him dude. Who cares if he thinks rap sucks? You like it and so does millions of other people. RIP MC Breed.
One of my all time favorite songs This sound hard, somethin funky people gon' dance to Give the record a second and a chance to Hittin people like a scene of amazement While they slippin back my feet is planted in the pavement Crumble I can never do So now I'm lookin dead at you What are you gonna do? You listen to the knowledge of a scholar You say 'Hi Breed,' tell em how I holler I'm the E Double, and I proclaim my name Straight up good game, peeps all game I'm like a rhino runnin through the roughest pack They figure I'm a trigga-happy *****, so they step back Breed, the microphonist Boot last the longest The noose's the strongest It ain't a game, that's plain to see You listen to the sounds of Breed (and the DFC) There ain't no future in your frontin [VERSE 2: MC Breed] I never got caught with a kilo And if you ever do, yo, it will never be with me, yo Servin in a Cherokee or maybe it's a GTO Black-on-black Benzo, I get it at [Name] Never have to worry bout my posse gettin jumped Cause if we ever do, yo TB, pop the trunk Cause we don't go for playin, when I play go grab a ball When I'm on the mic I ain't for playin, not at all Cause I clock 10 g's a week boomin at my peak Always seek E sober, but I do get geeked I can give you a job, a place to eat hearty Meet your homeboy Marty at a b.o.b. party Takin over, barkin like a dog named Rover (woof!) I'm pickin suckers like a four-leaf clover They're bitin lyrics on the mic, I diss these cobras So now they're sayin, "Eric Breed is gettin over" There ain't no future in your frontin Ha-ha-ha There ain't no future in your frontin [VERSE 3: MC Breed] I'm the B, the r to the double e-d and Down with my homie G-a-s and O.E. and Suckers causin static, cause they still be disagreein I don't give a - cause I'm from F-l-i-n-t'n A city where pity runs low If you ever shoot through my city, now you know Cause we are strictly business and we also got our pride And if you don't like it, I suggest you break wide Suckers steady lookin for the m-o-n-e-y and Thinkin that illegal is the best way, so they dyin I ain't got time to see a fiend fiend out To give up all his money, and he givin what he got That's the way I am, MC Breed cannot be different Never change my ways for the world or the government If I was the president, then I would state facts You leave it up to me, I paint the white house black It ain't no future in your frontin There ain't no future in your frontin [VERSE 4: MC Breed] Yeah, I got dollars in my pocket, not from rollin If I was a fiend, then my gold would be stolen Put my name Breed on everything I own And when I get my jeep I'm puttin 'Breed' on the chrome Shine it up good, kickin through my neighborhood Motorola phone, fat rims and a Kenwood Quick to get around it, and then i'll have it drop Simply cause I'm ridin people think I'm sellin rocks But ain't no future in your frontin Yo Flash man, drop that, man Won't you drop that (Keep on) (To the beat ch'all) [VERSE 5: MC Breed] Cruel to the rules of the world Live my life raw, cause I never liked the law Wear top tens, on my ass use jeans Sellin big 8ths and tit-for-tat to the fiends Clock much dollars, but I never break a sweat Time to move out, my posse sayin (bet) You got my back, and I got yours What time is it? Hm, Tear down the doors Man There ain't no future in your frontin Never was, cuz There ain't no future in your frontin Hey man, let's start this party up, right? (Beat y'all) (Keep on)
