Beanie Sigel's name derives from the street in Philadelphia where he was raised, "Sigel Street," and "Beans" is what people used to call him as a child. Beanie also founded the group and label State Property as well as the clothing company.
Sigel's debut LP, The Truth, was released February 28, 2000 on Roc-A-Fella Records. The album received a gold plaque for hits like "The Truth" and "Remember The Days" featuring Eve. His second album The Reason was released in mid-2001. The Reason was lighter material compared to his debut album and introduced the world to his own rap group State Property. Beanie Sigel helped launch the careers of fellow Philly rappers Freeway, Peedi Crakk and the Young Gunz.
Around 2001, Beanie Sigel and Jadakiss of the Ruff Ryders were involved in a beef that stemmed from Jada claiming rappers from Beans' home city of Philly were simply signed because they were a hot fashion among major labels, which to some extent was true at the time. Sigel took offense to this, and they sent several tracks back and forth. Eventually Styles P. (D-Block} and Jay-Z got involved, and Beans even called out DMX, who never responded.
The beef went on even after Russell Simmons, owner at the time of Def Jam (the label which Roc-A-Fella was under and Ruff Ryders was affiliated with through DMX) made the two declare a brief truce and Jay-Z apologized to Jadakiss and bowed out. Disses finally stopped flying after Sigel released a scathing diss track over Jada's "Put Ya Hands Up" beat, recalling when the LOX wore shiny suits in a Bad Boy video, among other things.
Sigel also was involved in directing his first movie State Property, the popular direct-to-video film produced by Roc-A-Films. The State Property clothing line was also created by Sigel.
The third album The B. Coming was released on March 28, 2005 under Dame Dash Music Group and features production from The Neptunes, Just Blaze, and Bink!, among others, with guest appearances by State Property, Redman, Snoop Dogg and usual suspects Cam'ron and Jay-Z. The album was recorded in the weeks between his sentencing and imprisonment and was released after he was locked up; he was released a few months ago.
While he was in jail, it is said none of the State Property members except for Oschino Vazquez came to visit him. He told Dame to pass the word on that State Property was no longer in effect, until after he was released. When the split between Roc-A-Fella owners occured, Dame made it clear that Beanie's intentions were to move State Property to his new Dame Dash Music Group.
However, all members except for, again, Oschino, chose to go with Jay-Z. When questioned, they claimed they were signed by Jay and never needed State Property or Beanie Sigel to make them popular. When he was released from jail, Beans had a few choice words for his friends, claiming "I still love them like brothers...I just don't know if we can make music again."
It was thought that Beans had chosen to sign with Dame; however, this is unclear, as he was present at Jay-Z's I Declare War concert in 2005, and has said he now has his own State Property Records under Jay-Z's Def Jam.
In September, 2005, a jury acquitted him of charges that he nearly shot to death a man on a crowded city street two years ago. In August, Sigel left federal prison after serving nearly a year on a federal weapons charge that stemmed from a 2002 traffic stop in Philadelphia.
Sigel also has fallen behind in child-support payments. He was briefly jailed in November until he paid $27,000 in child support and $2,000 in fines, but seems to be paying off his debts.
With the case behind him, Sigel now plans to "make music, make movies and work on his clothing line," said his attorney, Fortunato N. Perri Jr. The case was the last in a series of criminal charges against Sigel, who has a long arrest record dating back to his days growing up in South Philadelphia.
On Tuesday, January 10, 2006, Sigel was convicted of assault for a fight in 2003. He agreed with the prosecutor's version of events, and was convicted of misdemeanor simple assault. He was immediately sentenced to two years probation plus $180 in court costs.
The charges stem from an argument between Sigel and a man who said the rapper punched him in both eyes, breaking his left eye socket, during a January 2003 argument outside a Chinese restaurant.
Beanie Sigel is the co-creator of "The Playpen", a new animated series with writer/producers, Brian Ash and Myles Reiff. The show follows the misadventures of a group of hard-headed tykes in a maximum security daycare center called, The State Nursery.
Dangerous
Beanie Sigel Lyrics
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Live my long these real niggas gotta feel me
The media, they ridicule me
Heartless is how they really fez
Wanna prosecute me till I'm living in the cell
Or I rot in hell
Will I die in these streets only time will tell
Until then I pop pills, sip my purple
Make the ass out the feds every case I beat
Middle finger to the law nigga fuck police
For my niggas over the wall who they won't let free
And all the soldier that we've lost, may they rest in peace
Tell your mother who's alive, who said crime don't pay
Nigga fuck how you get it homie find your way
Young bucks keep your guns pulled enemies closer
Smile, look death in his eyes
Where I'm from it's dangerous
It's dangerous, every day, every day
Cops ? shot? no ? raised in the ghetto
I'm just a product of the block
Where I'm from it's dangerous
It's dangerous, every day, every day
Cops ? shot? no ? raised in the ghetto
I'm just a product of the block
The ghetto cold, the block hot
Niggas talking, nosy neighbors and everything
But a coffin, the hood filled with dope fiends and street walkers
Babies crying, hop signs, dogs barking
Crime scene, yellow tape, the street chalking
Bloody sheet cover the face of the departed
The blood drop and then she hardens
Cops celebrate the ? gun, this often
Young bitch 14 6 months pregnant
Sell her body on the corner, smoke weed on a regular
Get a pimp off her money, dope man he was?
Last week raped twice forced abortions
It's the life that I'm living ghetto that I'm lost in
And I'mma be here till they put me in the coffin
Feeling like pac live and die in Phillie
And I'm riding till these niggas come and kill me
Where I'm from it's dangerous
It's dangerous, every day, every day
Cops ? shot? no ? raised in the ghetto
I'm just a product of the block
Where I'm from it's dangerous
It's dangerous, every day, every day
Cops ? shot? no ? raised in the ghetto
I'm just a product of the block
My crystal popping on politicians and scooping watching
Pop a ? on who you blaming on cops lock them
A jail cell can't rehabilitate a nigga
They raise your bell and give a crack dealer life sentence
Turn around and give a pedal to the floor till you fall
That's why a prison door, over a revolving door
3 hots and a ? it's all we got, ? for Big and Pac
Who ever knew when that child was born
He'd be Barack
44th president to be black, you gotta deal with that
Confess that I heard were crack, we gotta deal with that
Wonder why we put in the bags and throw still with that
See a phantom like beans I kill for that
Hood nigga going rich, now I got a mill for that
Law suit she's bringing, swear I've been through
With paying nigga in full, it's getting shot through his fuel
Known thug, since my brother got killed in cold blood
So would I avenge his death, so would I sell drugs
Promised to be a real nigga to the death of me
Bury my casket to the block with the rest of me
And let my headstone really was a father
Any nigga that thought he went hard, I went harder
So state out my bidness and off my mind
I take a shot to the downfall, I'm on my grind
Where I'm from it's dangerous
It's dangerous, every day, every day
Cops ? shot? no ? raised in the ghetto
I'm just a product of the block
Where I'm from it's dangerous
It's dangerous, every day, every day
Cops ? shot? no ? raised in the ghetto
I'm just a product of the block
In the song "Dangerous" by Beanie Sigel, the lyrics depict the harsh reality of living in a dangerous neighborhood and the struggles that come with it. The artist expresses a sense of defiance and determination in the face of adversity.
The opening lines convey a feeling of invincibility in the face of potential danger. The singer claims that no one can kill him, and he wants real people who understand his struggle to appreciate his music. The media's criticism and ridicule don't faze him; in fact, it only strengthens his resolve. He mentions the possibility of being imprisoned or dying on the streets, but remains unafraid and unbothered, using drugs as a means to cope with the pressure.
Beanie Sigel then shows his loyalty to his circle of friends and associates, spreading love, money, and guns among them. He boasts about beating cases brought against him by the authorities and expresses disdain and defiance towards the police. He pays tribute to incarcerated friends and fallen soldiers, wishing them peace in their eternal rest. He also addresses those who believe that crime doesn't pay, urging them to find their own path to success in whatever way they can.
The second verse delves deeper into the dangerous conditions of the neighborhood. The artist describes the coldness of the ghetto and the constant presence of violence, drugs, and poverty. He vividly portrays a crime scene with yellow tape and describes the despair of witnessing a deceased person covered by a bloody sheet. Sigel criticizes the authorities who celebrate the number of guns confiscated, while young girls are left pregnant, abused, and forced into dangerous situations. He shares his recognition that he is lost in this environment but promises to keep fighting until his death, comparing his dedication to that of Tupac Shakur.
The final verse touches on political and social issues. Beanie Sigel criticizes politicians and mocks their inability to solve the problems faced by marginalized communities. He points out the ineffectiveness of prison as a means of rehabilitation, using the example of a crack dealer receiving a life sentence while they continue to supply drugs. The artist acknowledges the historical significance of Barack Obama becoming the 44th black president, implying that society should also confront racial stereotypes about drug use. With pride, he claims his success as a hood nigga turned wealthy, yet he remains connected to his roots. Sigel's lyrics reveal the pain he carries following his brother's death and his determination to honor his memory, even if it means seeking revenge or engaging in illegal activities. He's committed to being an authentic and dedicated individual, and he embraces the challenges that come his way.
Overall, "Dangerous" presents Beanie Sigel's experiences and observations of a dangerous neighborhood and the struggles he faces. It highlights a desire to rise above the circumstances and a refusal to be defined or defeated by his environment.
Line by Line Meaning
It's like I got a death wish, but niggas can't kill me
I have a desire for danger and an inclination towards risky behavior, but no one has been able to harm me.
Live my long these real niggas gotta feel me
I continue to live my life surrounded by authentic individuals who truly understand and appreciate me.
The media, they ridicule me
The media constantly mocks and criticizes me.
Heartless is how they really fez
They show no compassion, exhibiting cold-heartedness towards me.
Wanna prosecute me till I'm living in the cell
They desire to convict me and imprison me for life.
Or I rot in hell
Alternatively, they hope for me to suffer and face eternal damnation.
Will I die in these streets only time will tell
There is uncertainty surrounding whether I will meet my death in these dangerous streets.
Until then I pop pills, sip my purple
In the meantime, I consume drugs and lean to cope with the challenges.
Spread love, money and guns throughout my circle
I share affection, wealth, and weaponry with my close group of associates.
Make the ass out the feds every case I beat
I make fools out of the federal authorities by consistently overcoming the legal cases brought against me.
Middle finger to the law nigga fuck police
I express my disdain towards the law enforcement by defiantly flipping them off.
For my niggas over the wall who they won't let free
I dedicate my actions and success to my incarcerated friends who are unjustly denied their freedom.
And all the soldier that we've lost, may they rest in peace
I pay tribute to the courageous individuals we have lost, and I hope they find eternal peace.
Tell your mother who's alive, who said crime don't pay
Inform the living mothers that those who claim that crime doesn't bring rewards are mistaken.
Nigga fuck how you get it homie find your way
Disregard the criticisms of how you acquire your wealth, my friend, and instead find your own path to success.
Young bucks keep your guns pulled enemies closer
The younger generation should always be prepared for conflict and keep their firearms ready, as it is wise to keep your adversaries close.
Smile, look death in his eyes
Face death fearlessly with a smile on your face, directly confronting its presence.
The ghetto cold, the block hot
The ghetto is a harsh and unforgiving place, while the block is filled with intense violence and danger.
Niggas talking, nosy neighbors and everything
People gossip and spread rumors, including the nosy neighbors and others in the community.
But a coffin, the hood filled with dope fiends and street walkers
The only end result of this environment is death, as the neighborhood is saturated with drug addicts and prostitutes.
Babies crying, hop signs, dogs barking
The sound of crying infants, sirens, and barking dogs is a constant backdrop in this distressed neighborhood.
Crime scene, yellow tape, the street chalking
Crime scenes are a frequent occurrence, with streets marked off by yellow tape and evidence outlined in chalk.
Bloody sheet cover the face of the departed
The deceased are covered with blood-stained sheets to hide their faces.
The blood drop and then she hardens
The blood falls and coagulates, representing the loss of life and the hardening of the community's spirit.
Cops celebrate the ? gun, this often
Law enforcement officers frequently celebrate the confiscation of weapons during their operations.
Young bitch 14 6 months pregnant
A young girl, only 14 years old, is already six months pregnant.
Sell her body on the corner, smoke weed on a regular
She resorts to prostitution to earn money and regularly indulges in smoking marijuana.
Get a pimp off her money, dope man he was?
A pimp takes a cut of her earnings, while the drug dealer is involved in her life in some way.
Last week raped twice forced abortions
She was sexually assaulted twice last week, resulting in two forced abortions.
It's the life that I'm living ghetto that I'm lost in
I am trapped in the distressing and chaotic lifestyle of the ghetto, feeling disoriented and unsure of my purpose.
And I'mma be here till they put me in the coffin
I will remain in this environment until my death and burial in a coffin.
Feeling like pac live and die in Phillie
I can relate to the experiences of Tupac Shakur, living and potentially dying in the city of Philadelphia.
And I'm riding till these niggas come and kill me
I am determined to continue my risky lifestyle until someone eventually succeeds in ending my life.
My crystal popping on politicians and scooping watching
I enjoy observing and criticizing politicians while exposing their corrupt actions.
Pop a ? on who you blaming on cops lock them
Raise doubts about who is to blame for certain actions, suggesting that the police are involved and should be held accountable.
A jail cell can't rehabilitate a nigga
Imprisonment alone cannot reform an individual.
They raise your bell and give a crack dealer life sentence
They ring the prison bells to signify a life sentence being handed to a crack dealer.
Turn around and give a pedal to the floor till you fall
However, they then push the pedal to the floor, accelerating until they inevitably fail or fall.
That's why a prison door, over a revolving door
This is why they prefer entering the prison system rather than returning to society through a revolving door of repetitive criminal behavior.
3 hots and a ? it's all we got, ? for Big and Pac
In prison, all we have is three meals a day and uncertainty, a situation experienced by icons like Biggie Smalls and Tupac Shakur.
Who ever knew when that child was born
No one could have predicted the future when that child was born.
He'd be Barack
That child would grow up to become Barack Obama.
44th president to be black, you gotta deal with that
Accept the reality that he became the first black president, as it is a fact.
Confess that I heard were crack, we gotta deal with that
Acknowledge that rumors of his involvement with crack exist, and we must confront that possibility.
Wonder why we put in the bags and throw still with that
Ponder why we package and distribute drugs, despite the risks and consequences associated with such actions.
See a phantom like beans I kill for that
I am willing to commit murder for the financial gains I can obtain, similar to the character Phantom played by Beanie Sigel.
Hood nigga going rich, now I got a mill for that
As a individual from the neighborhood, I have managed to accumulate wealth, now possessing a million dollars.
Law suit she's bringing, swear I've been through
She is bringing a lawsuit against me, claiming that she has experienced injustice or wrongdoing.
With paying nigga in full, it's getting shot through his fuel
Completing a payment in full, but it ultimately leads to a violent altercation and fuels further conflict.
Known thug, since my brother got killed in cold blood
I gained notoriety as a criminal and a violent individual after my brother was murdered in a cruel and heartless manner.
So would I avenge his death, so would I sell drugs
I sought to take revenge for his death, resorting to selling drugs as a means of retaliation.
Promised to be a real nigga to the death of me
I made a commitment to remain loyal and true to myself until my dying day.
Bury my casket to the block with the rest of me
When I pass away, lay me to rest in the neighborhood, alongside the rest of my identity and legacy.
And let my headstone really was a father
Engrave on my tombstone that I was truly a father, recognizing my role and responsibilities in that aspect of my life.
Any nigga that thought he went hard, I went harder
I surpass any individual who believed they were tough or formidable, demonstrating that I am even more resilient and strong.
So state out my bidness and off my mind
Stay out of my personal affairs and stop occupying my thoughts.
I take a shot to the downfall, I'm on my grind
I accept and embrace the challenges and obstacles that come my way, constantly working hard to achieve success.
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bill Bottrell, Michael Joseph Jackson, Edward Theodore Riley
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