Starting in the spring of 2005, B& began to work on a concept album. The concept was produced by Ricky out of nowhere one day, and that was the seven deadly sins. The idea developed into a story with those themes.
To best describe B&'s sound, it is a mix of mostly progressive and power metal, heavily influenced by their favourite artists. The band likes to focus on melody and such rather than "heaviness."
INTRODUCTION
B& Lyrics
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Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that bitch is so heavy
AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up
Ready ta spray something, 175 shots ta clear the block
I've rob through your neighborhood, day and night
Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on strike
I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm searchin'
11 deep in the new Ford Excursion
Bet should re-infact, k' pot it clean
Once you found you get down, burn torchin' and beat
That's the treatment you get from a nigga in C.M.B.
I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up shorty
I'll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet
Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga
[Juvenile]
Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me
Last night I got hit for a package of ki's
Who was it? Man I'ont know some cats
They kicked in my doo' shot my wife in the back
And you think them mothafuckers woulda left it at that
They beat me in my head until I said where it's at
Okay we go out in the streets and we get the word
We hit up anybody that we think selling them birds
Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war'
C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car
Me not worried about no witness
'cause them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me
Boss, come ta find out it was Red and Black
Them connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for that
I tell you what I gonna do, burn them cock roaches
And payment for the cops in case they wanna approach us
[Baby]
I'm the O.G. nigga 'bout money and bitches
Know how, ta flip a brick and deal with ditches
My brother K.C. told me how ta kill these niggaz
While Troy had me in alleys dealin' with digits
Aiy, life is real my nigga, me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga
It ain't nothing keep it real my nigga
While my homies carve life in the field my nigga
Ski' then family - thrill deal niggaz
Rambo and Sam - it is what it is niggaz
I've robbed niggaz - pulled triggers for niggaz
Drama's involved - we in like we in nigga
Homicide - we kill like we kill nigga
Behind them thangs - it is what it is niggaz
Birdman - a known shotcaller
Suburban man and Benzes and Prowlers
[Lil' Wayne]
(look - look - look - look)
Here comes Mister Bad nerves
What that fed up look?
Shorty got that do whatever for the cheddar look
And got no dope, weed or fetti plus I'm hurt and hungry
All I got is this beretta with 2 murders on it
I done walk 'bout four blocks
In a pair of old 'Boks
Dirty with no socks
Looking for dope spots
Man I'm on the prawl - untamed and wild
Been a year since I smiled
Better watch that child
Hat over my eyes, you can't see my frustation
Looking at niggaz paper chasin' with mean faces
Was told wait my turn - but damn I'm in-pacient
Pacin' the streets, with, the, mac-10 blazin'
Lil' Brother bail please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm telling your dawg
I was raised on bad ways from school on half-days
Have smart and have praise - stop playin' with me
[Turk]
It's in my bloodstream wodie, ta be the nigga that I am
Tote gats with hats take a nigga from his fam'
Nothin' but streets shit - it's all a nigga know
Knockin you off ya feet quick - it's all a nigga know
Drive-bys in you-Hauls - prepared anyday
Thuggin' is usual, do that every day
Bitch niggaz get roast, if your not from round my way
Middle of the court or one of them hallways
Quick ta steal ya, I'm real I ain't fake
Leave ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape
Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap, won't be thinkin no mo'
You'll be put ta nap
Young nigga play it raw, raw - X ya bitch ass out
Me and my nigga Rat quick ta run up in ya house
Fuck it, I goes out 'cause it's in me my nigga
When it's a coke drought - I tote a semi my nigga
The song "Introduction" is a hard-hitting and violent track that features the Cash Money Millionaires, consisting of B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil Wayne, and Turk. The lyrics revolve around their experiences in the streets, engaging in acts of robbery, drug dealing, and violence. B.G. starts the track off by proclaiming his readiness to cause chaos with his guns, while Juvenile recounts a personal experience of getting assaulted over drugs. Baby boasts of his skills in drug trafficking and his willingness to kill people, and Lil Wayne expresses his frustration about poverty, leading him to commit murder for money. Turk concludes the song with his own story of being a violent and ruthless street criminal.
The song reflects the harsh reality of growing up in inner-city New Orleans and the desperate measures that young people take to survive. The lyrics depict a world where violence is an everyday occurrence, and money and power are the only things that matter. The song's aggressive and confrontational tone adds to its raw and unfiltered representation of urban street life.
Line by Line Meaning
Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder
I have a heavy burden that I carry with me and it's time to make some noise.
AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up
I'm fully armed and ready to make a big impact.
Ready ta spray something, 175 shots ta clear the block
I'm prepared to use my weapons to take control of the situation.
I've rob through your neighborhood, day and night
I have no limits when it comes to taking what's mine.
Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on strike
I don't care about the consequences of my actions.
I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm searchin'
I'm determined to find what I want, no matter how long it takes.
11 deep in the new Ford Excursion
I'm with my crew and we're ready to take on anything.
Me and my nigga P. - brother D's on weed
I'm with my trusted friends and we're all ready for action.
Bet should re-infact, k' pot it clean
I'm confident in my abilities and ready for whatever comes my way.
Once you found you get down, burn torchin' and beat
I'll take out anyone who opposes me and leave no room for mercy.
That's the treatment you get from a nigga in C.M.B.
That's just how it is when you're dealing with me and my people.
I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up shorty
My reputation precedes me and I'm known for my violent actions.
I'll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet
I'm willing to go to extremes to get what I want.
Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made
I've learned from my experiences and am ready to use that knowledge to succeed.
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga
I deserve respect for what I've accomplished and won't settle for less.
Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me
I've had to deal with some tough situations recently.
Last night I got hit for a package of ki's
Someone stole something valuable from me and I won't stand for it.
I done walk 'bout four blocks
I'm determined to find what I need, no matter how far I have to go.
Dirty with no socks, looking for dope spots
I'm willing to get my hands dirty to get what I want.
Hat over my eyes, you can't see my frustation
I'm hiding my emotions and staying focused on my goal.
Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap, won't be thinkin no mo'
I'm capable of causing serious harm to those who cross me.
Middle of the court or one of them hallways
I'm willing to fight wherever necessary to succeed.
Young nigga play it raw, raw - X ya bitch ass out
I'm confident in my abilities and won't be afraid to take action.
Me and my nigga Rat quick ta run up in ya house
I'll take whatever action is necessary to get what I want, even if it's illegal.
When it's a coke drought - I tote a semi my nigga
I'm prepared to go to great lengths to get what I want, even if it means breaking the law.
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