Creekwater was born and raised in various parts of Atlanta, Georgia, and its surrounding area. He attended Clark Atlanta University for one year before leaving to pursue his music career. He and Charlie Jangles formed the hip hop duo Jatis, which was signed to Columbia Records and then Loud Records, but Loud was shut down before Jatis could release an album.
As an unsigned artist in 2004, Creekwater appeared with Aasim on the song "Anyway", from P-Money's album Magic City. Creekwater was noticed by Shady Records when label executives heard him rapping on a demo by Aasim. Shady Records president Eminem was more interested in Creekwater than Aasim and, in mid-2005, signed him to his label.
In late 2005, Creekwater released a mixtape, Anthem to the Streets. Newsweek described the recording in positive terms, saying it "delivers drug-peddling tales over the cheeriest possible dance tracks. Sesame Street sings crack rap."
In March 2006, he was one of the celebrity panelists at the Detroit Hip-Hop Summit on Financial Empowerment.
On December 5, 2006, Eminem released Eminem Presents the Re-Up, a mixtape-turned-album created to promote Shady Records' newest members: Stat Quo, Creekwater, and Cashis.Creekwater appears on five tracks, including remixes of Eminem and Nate Dogg's "Shake That" and Eminem and Akon's "Smack That". The album received mixed reviews. The Los Angeles Times wrote that Creekwater "sounds like a demonic André 3000", and the New York Daily News said he "has a deep tone and a smooth enough flow, revealed best on the jazz-funk 'There He Is'. The Sunday Mercury wrote that Creekwater is "easily the best of the three" new signings.
In 2007 he released two mixtapes, Anthem 2 Da Streetz II and Back to Briefcase. The Washington Post's critic, in writing about the single "Acid Reign", said Creekwater "threatens to usurp T.I.'s throne as King of the South with effortless rhymes and slow-burning brio.
In May 2009, Bobby Creekwater released his second EP in six months. The BC Era Deuce, the follow-up to the BC Era EP, was initially scheduled for a limited edition physical release on March 4, but was pushed back to March 18 and then to May 1 so that more features could be added. It was released via Creekwater's imprint, BGOV, Inc., and contained a collection of eleven new tracks, featuring production by Creekwater, as well.
As of August 14, Bobby Creekwater has left Shady Records. His song, "The Day I Got Dropped," clarified the situation, explaining that he didn't get dropped by the label.
Creekwater is heavily influenced by fellow Atlanta group OutKast and has stated that he believes OutKast-member André 3000 to be the greatest emcee of all time. In April 2010, Creekwater released, "Da Art of Storytellin' Pt.5" in tribute to the group
there he is
Bobby Creekwater Lyrics
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Bobby Creekwater, today's host
Today's narrator, yeah
(We do this shit every year around this time)
Today's what-the-fuck-ever you wanna call it
But I need y'all to sit back, and listen
Listen man (fuck what you write man, just go get 'em)
An executive mindframe, fuck tryin' to rap
Niggas represent a corner, I refined the map
Artesian water, this is flow untapped
And rep for 'em like Mike on playoff night, that's if the payoff right
The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them
We run the city like Diddy and them
The opposition we just pityin' them, it's no chance
Put you niggas in the Special Olympics is no dance
I'm nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams
Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands
See, one thing's for sure I'm pure uncut
Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up
Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggas sun up
I just get an order, let my niggas pick the gun up
That's when I bone ya, nigga wake yo' punk ass up
This is ammonia, fuck your face up
Bitches won't even telephone ya
I can space age pimpin', a pocket full of stone ya
Ya dig? Take the world over that's the gig
Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin' the jig
Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs
Bumpin' Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs
Ever since a nigga got rich
Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch
I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch
Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit
See I classic, enough to get the mics back right
And I'm a fan of record sales, I don't like that hype
I'm here to end it
Oh Lord, that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yeah, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yeah, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
There he is, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yeah, oh Lord, that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yeah, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek
Yeah, yeah
Nice like Mike right, you niggas soft as night lights
Diamond's a tall order I'm just tryin to get the hype right
I'm throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out
Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out
I can't hold out, hot like a fish fried
Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I
Hit you in your suit coolers, I'm in the coupe cooler
Than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters
A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew
This is just the shit that I am used to
Oh nah, I don't bust a chopper but I used to
Now I put the word out, I'm sure you niggas heard 'bout
Young boss sold money, old school new paint
Ball knowin' you can't, give a fuck what you think
Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain't
Think you fuckin' with me then double whatever you drink
You can't fathom what the bitch throwin' at him
Couple niggas hatin' on him but the fans waitin' on him
Like a PlayStation 3, money for your advance
My vacation fee, ain't no use in hatin' me nigga
And don't shit-talk pimp, I'd rather flush
Anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us
I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes
And you niggas wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
What the fuck? (Yeah)
Oh Lord, that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yeah, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yeah, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
There he is, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yeah, oh Lord, that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yeah, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek
Bobby Creekwater's "There He Is" is a rap song that showcases Creekwater's executive mindframe and his goals of taking over the rap game. The song serves as a self-proclamation of his status and skills as an elite rapper. Creekwater acknowledges his refinement of the rap game's map, calling out his competitors by laughing at their attempts to keep up with him. He associates himself with heavy-hitting rap stars like Eminem, 50 Cent, and P Diddy, cementing his status as being among the elite in the industry. The song is brimming with bravado, as Creekwater taunts his opponents, calling them out as weak and unlikely to pose any serious competition against him. He also makes mention of a new age of pimpin' where he outclasses other rappers by changing the game.
Creekwater goes on to speak about his success in the rap game, affirms his greatness, and expresses a desire for a luxurious lifestyle. He mentions his love for women in high places, calling them high class bitches, and brags about his ability to sell records. He also taunts his haters and doubters, claiming they'd never be able to do what he has done. Creekwater goes on to boast that the pressure doesn't affect him, as he thrives under it. He proclaims himself as a true artist who's adapting to the changing times and always ahead of the curve.
Line by Line Meaning
An executive mindframe, fuck tryin' to rap
I don't just rap, I have an executive mindset
Niggas represent a corner, I refined the map
Others come from a specific area, but I've expanded beyond that
Artesian water, this is flow untapped
My flow is unique and untapped, like natural underground water
And rep for 'em like Mike on playoff night, that's if the payoff right
I'll represent others like Michael Jordan did in the playoffs, if the money is right
The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them
Myself, Eminem, 50 Cent, and others make up a dream team
Put you niggas in the Special Olympics is no dance
Even in a competition for those with disabilities, I'd still come out on top easily
I'm nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams
I'm nice like a full meal, not just a little bit
See, one thing's for sure I'm pure uncut
I am completely authentic and unfiltered
This is ammonia, fuck your face up
My rhymes are like ammonia, they'll burn your face off
I can space age pimpin', a pocket full of stone ya
I am modern and advanced in my pimping game, and always carry drugs with me
Ever since a nigga got rich
Since I became wealthy
Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch
Life may still be difficult, but it's a more luxurious kind of difficulty
I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch
I want to have sex with a high class woman
Nice like Mike right, you niggas soft as night lights
I'm as good as Michael Jordan, while others are weak like night lights
I'm throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out
I'm unpredictable and contradictory, and have sold out my values for success
Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out
I bought a car with a color that reminds me of nice weather and drove away
I can't hold out, hot like a fish fried
I can't hold back, I'm as hot as a freshly fried fish
Think you fuckin' with me then double whatever you drink
If you think you can beat me, then bet twice as much as you were originally planning
You can't fathom what the bitch throwin' at him
You can't imagine what kind of insults and criticisms I receive
Anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us
Anyone brave enough to challenge us
Pressure bust pipes
Stress can cause even the strongest to break
Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Written by: Antoine Rogers, Alan Maman, Fred Bongusto
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