Bad Azz was born Jamarr Antonio Stamps, on 27th November 1975 in Hawaiian Gardens, a Long Beach commune, California. Bad Azz grew up with his mother and stepfather, later moving to Long Beach where he attended Woodrow Wilson high school, before he was kicked out due to behavioral problems. After being booted from Wilson High School, Bad Azz began selling drugs on the streets as a way of making money. He describes his experience as a drug dealer, not out of necessity but out of want: "...I didn't have to, to be honest, even when I lived with my stepfather, he had a little job, he kept a little rice in the cupboard, but that wasn't enough for me at the time you know, I had to have me a burger with some cheese on it."
It was around this time that Bad Azz met rapper Snoop Doggy Dogg at Long Beach's V.I.P. Record Store. This meeting gave Bad Azz a new found respect for the rap game and more importantly a view at a new possible career for himself. He then began freestyling on the eastside of Long Beach and performing at various house parties. This move earnt him a place on Snoop Dogg's Doggystyle record label, a sub-label of the Death Row recording company. This is the time in his career when Bad Azz briefly joined the L.B.C. Crew.
The relationship with Doggystyle Records quickly fell apart though, and Bad Azz found himself without a label, doing guest appearances on various projects to keep busy. This included an guest appearance on a track called "Krazy", from the now classic "The Don Killuminati 7 Day Theory" album by Tupac Shakur (Tupac used the alias of Makaveli at the time of the albums release). The multiple platinum album was the last that Tupac fully completed before he was shot dead in 1996.
With the help of such strong guest appearances Bad Azz eventually landed a deal from Priority Records at the age of 23, with the view of releasing a solo album. But before he could fully concentrate on his debut album, Bad Azz filed a $500,000 lawsuit against Tupac Amaru Shakur's estate and various record labels and publishing companies involved regarding the aforementioned "Krazy" track.
Bad Azz filed a lawsuit against Tupac's estate, Deathrow Records, Interscope Records, Joshua's Dream, Interscope Pearl Music, Suge Publishing, and Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp., for breach of fiduciary duty, breach of implied contract, misappropriation of voice, accounting, and declaratory relief. In the US District Court of California on Friday, August 20, Bad Azz said that the parties mentioned failed to pay royalties or properly credit him for featuring on, and co-writing, "Krazy."
The suit reads, in part, "As [Bad Azz] and Tupac were co-writers of the song, Tupac and Afeni [2Pac's mother and estate administrator], owed [BadAzz] fiduciary duties of loyalty, trust, and confidence which required Tupac and Afeni to act in the best interests of [Bad Azz] and not to use their fiduciary position for their own benefit or to the detriment of [Bad Azz]. Tupac and Afeni breached their fiduciary duties by 1) not accounting to and paying [Bad Azz] his share of revenue generated by the song; and 2) failing to take steps to assure [Bad Azz] received appropriate label credit as asongwriter."
On September 29, 1998 Bad Azz switched his focus on the future, and released his debut solo album "Word on Tha Street" on Priority Records. The album features appearances from westcoast artists such as Snoop Dogg, Kurupt (of Tha Dogg Pound), Tha Outlawz, and Lady Of Rage.
Bad Azz followed up his debut album nearly three years later as he released "Personal Business" on July 17, 2001. Again the album had an impressive roster of guest appearances, mainly westcoast based artists, including; Ice Cube, Daz Dillnger and Kurupt, Goldie Loc, Snoop Dogg, and Busta Rhymes. Despite the guests the album again failed to place Bad Azz firmly on the Hip Hop map, or the charts, and as a result Priority Records lost patience with him.
Although not worldly renowned like some of his Dogg Pound counterparts, Bad Azz remains a popular MC in his native Los Angeles and is often heard on the radio stations KPWR and KKBT and he released a further two albums in 2003 in the shape of "Money Run" and "Executive Decision" respectiveley.
When You See Me
Bad Azz Lyrics
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No contraire, duce contraire, ha ha ha ha
Bonjour bitch
Since you hoes got it more twisted than the D's on my '6-4 Chevy, ah oh oh oh
Ah, bitch your pussy ain't royalty
I'm like 7-Up, never had it, never will (Ooooooh)
Laughin' at you gold mouth hoes like Popeye the Sailor (ah geh geh geh geh geh geh)
You five dolla-ass hoes
Go your ass to another motherfuckin' garden and bite the apple
Shit, I'm 'bout to get racist on these hoes like Snapple
Ha, discrimination -
to a crafty-ass hoe that's tryin' to fuck up a niggaz lil' nation
Fuck the penetration hoe if you gon' pillow talk (that's real baby)
You want me to be like ghetto Green Eggs & Ham
And turn into the Grinch and check yo' bitch ass
So what if I hit the gushy? (so fuckin' what?)
Uh bitch, you was s'posed to shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Even though I secretly hit the pussy (Ooooooh)
That's the problem with you hoes
Uh, you want me to take off this muzzle that's on my pit bull
And put it on yo' ass? (motherfuckin' ass)
Bitch you talk too much (talkin' ass bitch)
Shit, Snoopy Collins, sprinkle 'em
[Snoopy Collins]
Ohhh
be -A-D-A, double double side
Are you inclined to drop a line?
To trickle from the back of yo' head
To the bottom of yo' spine?
Ho! Yeah baby
Dogghouse, uh
[Bad Azz]
You was beautiful, suitable, do-able, so we do a few
Now I can't stand your guts, I'm like "who is you?"
Boo you're through, I found another shooby-doo
You got my name all in that drama talkin' whoopty woop
How you just holla cause a nigga down with Snoopy group (Dogg Pound!)
Well me, I'm only down with you cause what your coochie do
Hoochie bitch, flossin' in a groupie suit
You was attracted to the mackin' and the Coupe was cute
I jumped out, hair braided, jean suits and boots
Chronic weed, Hennessy, my fo'-five and some loot
With my best girl, lookin' like - damn, you belong to a baller "yes" girl
Don't believe what she holler
Bitch 'bout a block past stupid with her raggedy ass
Runnin' up on Bad in that fashion
When you see me with my woman, we got somethin' in the oven -
CHA-PLOW! for your big mouth runnin'
[Chorus: Kokane]
If you see me walkin' with my bitch - (don't say shit!)
Keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)
Just keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)
If you see me walkin' with my bitch and my kids
Keep it on the low-low (just keep it on the low-low)
You silly little, you silly little hoe-hoe, hoe-hoe
[RBX]
SURPRISE! - the big homie X
Now matter what they stressin', I'm always connected
Can you say Dogghouse affiliated?
Now we's about to blast in with the hot chrome plated
Since I'm the big homie, I'ma aim the gun
And let you pull the trigger little Bad Azz nigga
Set it off - them niggaz talkin', get it off
And money ain't a thang like J, bet it all for cash
We 'bout to smash, pit bull mood
Bitch what you want - dick, dope, or dogg food?
All in my business, you best get your own
You a guest, get blasted in the danger zone - ooooooh
Long overdue, for dippin' in my mix, then this love's for you
Six feet deep, you get a customized ditch
Act like you don't know me when you see me with my bitch, bitch!
[Intro: Kokane]
If you see me walkin' with my bitch - (don't say shit!)
You better keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)
You silly little hoe-hoe, you silly little hoe-hoe
If you see me walkin' with my bitch and my kids
Keep it on the low-low (just keep it on the low-low)
You silly little, you silly little hoe-hoe, hoe-hoe...
[Bad Azz]
Shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Here you walk about talkin' loud
This a situation you don't really know about
Shhh, shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth
When you see me with my woman and we out and about
Keep it on the low you - silly little hoe, you -
Mind your business, I act like I don't know you
[Outro: Bad Azz talking]
Bitch, don't be runnin' up on me in traffic
Like me and you got some type of business together
For real bitch, rewind the song
The lyrics to Bad Azz's song "When You See Me" are an expression of the rapper's frustration with women who gossip and cause drama. He asserts that he doesn't owe them anything, and that they should keep their mouths shut when they see him with his woman. The lyrics are full of insults and expletives, demonstrating Bad Azz's aggressive gangsta rap style.
The song begins with a spoken intro, in which Bad Azz addresses his haters and warns them to stay away from him. He calls out their hypocrisy and greed, saying that they are only after his money and fame. He then goes on to insult them with a number of vulgar terms, suggesting that they are worthless and unimportant.
The next section of the song features Snoopy Collins performing a chorus that is catchy and upbeat. Bad Azz then jumps back in, rapping about his experiences with a particular woman who he is now done with. He insults her with lyrics that imply she is shallow and only attracted to his money and status. The chorus is then repeated again, with Kokane singing about keeping things on the low when Bad Azz is in the company of his woman and children. The song concludes with Bad Azz ordering his detractors to stay away and mind their own business.
Overall, "When You See Me" is a classic example of gangsta rap, with its aggressive lyrics and emphasis on authenticity and masculinity. It speaks to the experiences of urban Black men in America, who are often targeted by negativity and gossip.
Line by Line Meaning
No contraire, duce contraire, ha ha ha ha
In contrary, I'm going against the grain and laughing at you
Bonjour bitch
Greetings, you disrespectful person
Since you hoes got it more twisted than the D's on my '6-4 Chevy, ah oh oh oh
You all have distorted things more than the twisted designs on my classic car
Ah, bitch your pussy ain't royalty
Your genitals hold no significance or value
I'm like 7-Up, never had it, never will (Ooooooh)
I've never had 7-Up and I'll never have it because it doesn't interest me
Laughin' at you gold mouth hoes like Popeye the Sailor (ah geh geh geh geh geh geh)
I find it amusing how you flaunt your gold teeth like Popeye the Sailor
You five dolla-ass hoes
You are cheap and worthless individuals
"I'll be gladly to pay you for hamburger on Tuesday"-ass bitches
You women are like the character who constantly says they will pay for a hamburger on Tuesday but never does
Go your ass to another motherfuckin' garden and bite the apple
Get lost and cause trouble elsewhere, like taking a bite of the forbidden apple
Shit, I'm 'bout to get racist on these hoes like Snapple
I'm going to discriminate against these women just like Snapple does with their marketing
Ha, discrimination - to a crafty-ass hoe that's tryin' to fuck up a niggaz lil' nation
I'm using discrimination against a deceptive woman who wants to ruin a black man's small community
Fuck the penetration hoe if you gon' pillow talk (that's real baby)
I don't care about having sex with a woman if she's just going to gossip afterwards
You want me to be like ghetto Green Eggs & Ham
You desire me to conform to your expectations, just like the book 'Green Eggs & Ham' in a ghetto setting
And turn into the Grinch and check yo' bitch ass
I will become unpleasant and confront you about your disrespectful behavior
So what if I hit the gushy? (so fuckin' what?)
What's the big deal if I had sex with someone? It shouldn't matter
Uh bitch, you was s'posed to shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Hey, you were supposed to keep quiet and not say anything
Even though I secretly hit the pussy (Ooooooh)
Despite the fact that I secretly had sex with someone
That's the problem with you hoes
This is the issue with you disrespectful women
Uh, you want me to take off this muzzle that's on my pit bull
You want me to remove the restraint that keeps my strong personality in check
And put it on yo' ass? (motherfuckin' ass)
I should restrain and silence you instead
Bitch you talk too much (talkin' ass bitch)
You talk excessively and it's annoying
Shit, Snoopy Collins, sprinkle 'em
Snoopy Collins, go ahead and add some flavor or style to the situation
Are you inclined to drop a line?
Are you interested in expressing your thoughts or opinions?
To trickle from the back of yo' head
To slowly make its way from the back of your mind
To the bottom of yo' spine?
To the deepest part of your being or core?
Ho! Yeah baby
Hey there, my dear
You was beautiful, suitable, do-able, so we do a few
You were attractive, fitting, and sexually desirable, so we had sex a few times
Now I can't stand your guts, I'm like "who is you?"
Now I can't tolerate or like you anymore, I question who you truly are
Boo you're through, I found another shooby-doo
Honey, our relationship is over, I found someone else
You got my name all in that drama talkin' whoopty woop
You're spreading rumors and gossip about me
How you just holla cause a nigga down with Snoopy group (Dogg Pound!)
You only showed interest in me because I'm associated with Snoopy's crew (Dogg Pound!)
Well me, I'm only down with you cause what your coochie do
The only reason I was interested in you is because of your sexual abilities
Hoochie bitch, flossin' in a groupie suit
You're an attention-seeking woman, showing off in your groupie attire
You was attracted to the mackin' and the Coupe was cute
You were enticed by my charm and the attractiveness of my car
I jumped out, hair braided, jean suits and boots
I confidently got out of the car, sporting braided hair, denim suits, and boots
Chronic weed, Hennessy, my fo'-five and some loot
I had marijuana, Hennessy, my .45 caliber gun, and some money
With my best girl, lookin' like - damn, you belong to a baller "yes" girl
With my attractive partner by my side, looking like a woman who belongs to a wealthy man
Don't believe what she holler
Don't trust or listen to what she says
Bitch 'bout a block past stupid with her raggedy ass
She's extremely foolish and unattractive
Runnin' up on Bad in that fashion
Approaching me disrespectfully or aggressively
When you see me with my woman, we got somethin' in the oven -
When you see me with my partner, we are expecting a child
CHA-PLOW! for your big mouth runnin'
I'll forcefully shut you up for running your mouth
If you see me walkin' with my bitch - (don't say shit!)
If you see me with my partner, don't say anything disrespectful
Keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)
Keep it a secret and don't spread rumors
Just keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)
Please maintain the confidentiality of our situation
If you see me walkin' with my bitch and my kids
If you see me with my partner and children
You silly little, you silly little hoe-hoe, hoe-hoe
You foolish woman, you foolish woman
SURPRISE! - the big homie X
Surprise! It's the big homie X, referring to himself
Now matter what they stressin', I'm always connected
No matter what problems or challenges arise, I'm always involved or connected
Can you say Dogghouse affiliated?
Are you able to acknowledge that I'm associated with Dogghouse?
Now we's about to blast in with the hot chrome plated
Now we're going to make a powerful entrance with our flashy and shiny guns
Since I'm the big homie, I'ma aim the gun
As the respected figure in our group, I'll take control and handle the weapon
And let you pull the trigger little Bad Azz nigga
I'll allow you, the younger Bad Azz, to execute the action
Set it off - them niggaz talkin', get it off
Let's initiate the conflict and eliminate those who are spreading rumors
And money ain't a thang like J, bet it all for cash
We don't care about money like Jay-Z, we're willing to bet everything we have for financial gain
We 'bout to smash, pit bull mood
We're ready to dominate and attack, like an aggressive pit bull
Bitch what you want - dick, dope, or dogg food?
What do you desire - sex, drugs, or money?
All in my business, you best get your own
You're too involved in my affairs, you should focus on your own
You a guest, get blasted in the danger zone - ooooooh
You're just an outsider, and if you continue interfering, you'll face the consequences
Long overdue, for dippin' in my mix, then this love's for you
It's been a long time coming for you to meddle in my affairs, and now you'll face the consequences
Six feet deep, you get a customized ditch
You'll end up dead and buried, receiving a grave tailored specifically for you
Act like you don't know me when you see me with my bitch, bitch!
Pretend like we've never met when you see me with my partner, you disrespectful person!
Shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Be quiet and stop speaking
Here you walk about talkin' loud
You walk around boasting and being obnoxiously loud
This a situation you don't really know about
You're unaware of the true nature of this situation
Shhh, shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth
Shh, please be quiet and stop talking
When you see me with my woman and we out and about
When you see me with my partner in public
Keep it on the low you - silly little hoe, you -
Keep it a secret, you foolish woman
Mind your business, I act like I don't know you
Stay out of my affairs, pretend like we've never encountered each other
Bitch, don't be runnin' up on me in traffic
Don't approach me unexpectedly while I'm out and about
Like me and you got some type of business together
As if we have some sort of business or personal relationship
For real bitch, rewind the song
Seriously, rewind the song and listen closely
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DAVID DREW, JAMAR A. ("BADASS") STAMPS, CALVIN BROADUS, JERRY BUDDY LONG, ERIC COLLINS
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