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 He told Dame to pass the word on that State Property was no longer in effect, until after he was released.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.
Mac and Brad
Beanie Sigel Lyrics
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what's Happening (Face)
Sigel
What ' bout to get off baby
We fittin' to get off
Lets wreck this motherfucker baby what's happenin'
What You want to do nigga?
I, I wanna, I want to Smash it (Smash)
Back and forth
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that old shit
You ready
Yeah I'm ready
I locks and load
Cock and spray
Hit you niggas from a block away
SK to the Stockaway
Cause I know how to hold that shit
Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit
Give 'em the full clip
These niggas is bullshit
Been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when I pulled it
Now eat this motherfuckin' bullet
These niggas got some pussy in 'em
See I got them pissin in they denim
Man you fuckin' with a stash raper
Duct taper
Fuck you police and fuck neighbors
Move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us
2P89 Ruge so don't tuck paper
You heard what the man said
Bitch now un ask it
I got to have it
When hittin' licks I'm a savage
You hoes is plastic
I got a semi automatic pointed at your ass
Slowin me down gets you blasted
For your chunk I'll trunk your folks
It ain't shit for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work
Call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit
Got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do
You must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers
We Jackers
We want the money
that's what we after
We want the package
Under the god damn mattress
And if the brain splatters don't matter
that's what we practice
Blast the rocket
Knock off your leg
Tear through your forearm
Sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm
Pellets in your hand You'll never put shorts on
ain't shit fair when you got to get your war on
So why don't you come out and play
Make my mother fuckin' day
y'all niggas cotton
Potatoes like augrotten
We niggas plottin'
To hit your stash and leave you rotten
I done bust slugs from all types of shit
I have your ass plugged up to all types of shit
And I show you dog how your life can get
And every thing all real fuck what you might can get
Cause nothi'n needs to be said something needs to be done
B give me a cigarette I think I need one
Cause in bout 15 seconds I'm a set the motherfuckin' alarm off
And shoot this motherfuckers arm off
You niggas better smartin' up
Act like mac won't come through and spark shit up
Where the fuck you get heart from
Little bitch ass nigga started commin' out the fuckin' dark from
I done told you I'm the only nigga pushin' weight
And for another nigga to try to take my place is in the wake
It's time I retaliate
I'll make you mother fuckers pay
Now point me to the motherfuckin' yay
You lookin' at a sick bastard
This stick up shit I got it mastered
Glove and ski mask it
Any body move a lick gettin' blasted
When I'm in the crib for your shit and a thick plastic
I got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason
You can stop screamin' stop squermin' or stop breathin'
Cause I didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter
I came here to split your mother fuckin wig nigga
If your block gettin' money nigga I want in
Run it in
Before I run in
Your spot 200 glocks and 100 men
Droppin' More shells than run and 'em
Actin' Bad
Smash a nigga stash and mash
Snatch the bag
Bust him in his ass and dash
Un cock the mag
Kill him I don't need no mask
We Identify each other nigga Mac and Brad
Who you know but Mac and Brad
Come through all black
no mask and crash your pad
8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place
Nobody but Sigel and Face
You Feel that
(Spoken)
Yeah nigga that's what I'm talkin' about I know you not tired
I'm Through I'm tired and I'm out this motherfucker
Yo I spit so real so my boys can eat
You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats
Little suburb nigga never saw the streets
Silver spoon ass nigga never drawed your heat
I keep it the truth what's all the fakin' for
God dam every week I got to break a jaw
And you wonder why I smack up niggas
Shit it's either that or Macs gonna clap up niggas
What y'all want me to do hun soften up
so my raps can start to soften up
Shit never that
Dog forever my Beretta cat
Hittin' niggas in they fitted cap where the letters at
I told y'all that the truth in here
Recognize hottest thing in a booth in here
The Gooch in here
H4y yo it's over in here
God damn somebody bring me some juice in here
I used to be a drug dealer
Hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks
Gettin' cash to eat with
Punchin' a time clock
In the ghetto makin' small change
Slingin' till the sun up
Got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up
Got 6 shots numbers strait
Crank bout 38
Big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigga hate
This 17 year old Tony Montana type
ain't never did the killin' but still I'm lovin' the drama right
Undercovers pass by thinkin I don't know the truth
Makin niggas these offers they know these niggas can't refuse
The lyrics of Beanie Sigel's song Mac and Brad depict the rapper's willingness to engage in violent activity to secure his place in the drug business. The opening lines of the song suggest that Beanie and his friend Brad are preparing to commit some sort of crime, with Beanie expressing his readiness to "smash" something. Throughout the song, Beaney makes use of violent imagery as he describes shooting and killing his rivals, stealing from drug dealers, and evading police. The track is characterized by a sense of menacing darkness that reflects the subject matter, with the ominous beat mirroring the mood of the lyrics. The song serves as a reminder of the harsh realities of drug trafficking and the violence that frequently accompanies it.
Line by Line Meaning
Beanie what's up Baby
Hey Beanie, how's it going?
what's Happening (Face)
What's going on, Face?
What ' bout to get off baby
What are we about to do, baby?
We fittin' to get off
We're about to have a great time
H4y yo what we goin to do on this shit man
Hey, what's our plan for this situation?
Lets wreck this motherfucker baby what's happenin'
Let's dominate and conquer this situation, baby. What's going on?
What You want to do nigga?
What do you want to do, my friend?
I, I wanna, I want to Smash it (Smash)
I want to excel and make a big impact
Back and forth
Continuously
Back and forth
Repetitively
Lets do it
Yes, let's proceed
What you want to hear?
What type of music do you want to listen to?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr. Scarface
I want to listen to some classic, nostalgic Scarface songs
Some of that old shit
Some of the earlier, older music
You ready
Are you prepared?
Yeah I'm ready
Yes, I am prepared
I locks and load
I prepare and load my weapon
Cock and spray
Prime the gun and shoot
Hit you niggas from a block away
Shoot and hit the enemies from a distance
SK to the Stockaway
I use a semi-automatic firearm and take cover
Cause I know how to hold that shit
Because I know how to handle the weapon
Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit
Shoot all the bullets and then reload the weapon
Give 'em the full clip
Use up all the ammunition
These niggas is bullshit
These guys are full of lies
Been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when I pulled it
They've been boasting about their bravery, but scared when I confronted them
Now eat this motherfuckin' bullet
Now suffer the consequences
These niggas got some pussy in 'em
These guys are acting cowardly
See I got them pissin in they denim
I got them frightened and wetting themselves
Man you fuckin' with a stash raper
You're messing with someone who robs drug stashes
Duct taper
I tape up and secure my targets
Fuck you police and fuck neighbors
I don't care about the police or the neighbors
Move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us
Don't make any sudden moves or try to deceive us
2P89 Ruge so don't tuck paper
I have a powerful weapon, so don't try to hide your money or assets
You heard what the man said
You heard the instructions from the man
Bitch now un ask it
Now, don't question it
I got to have it
I need to possess it
When hittin' licks I'm a savage
When robbing others, I become ruthless
You hoes is plastic
You all are fake and phony
I got a semi automatic pointed at your ass
I have a semi-automatic weapon aimed at you
Slowin me down gets you blasted
If you impede my progress, you'll be shot
For your chunk I'll trunk your folks
If you give me your portion of the money, I'll harm your family
It ain't shit for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work
It's effortless for me to hold the gun and start firing
Call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit
Expose your lies by invading your place disguised as a detective
Got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do
Having you restrained, about to demonstrate the power of this firearm
You must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers
You mistakenly assumed that we were harmless when we mentioned being rappers
We Jackers
We are thieves
We want the money that's what we after
We desire the money, that's our motivation
We want the package
We want the illicit goods
Under the god damn mattress
Hidden beneath the mattress
And if the brain splatters don't matter that's what we practice
We are accustomed to violence, so if there is bloodshed, it doesn't faze us
Blast the rocket
Shoot the gun
Knock off your leg
Severely injure you
Tear through your forearm
Shoot and wound your arm
Sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm
Force you to sit and let your associates see you as weak
Pellets in your hand You'll never put shorts on
If you're shot in the hand, you'll struggle to hold a weapon
ain't shit fair when you got to get your war on
Things aren't fair when you're in a conflict
So why don't you come out and play
Why don't you engage in a confrontation?
Make my mother fuckin' day
Cause some excitement in my life
y'all niggas cotton
You guys are soft and weak
Potatoes like augrotten
You're as weak as rotten potatoes
We niggas plottin'
We are planning and scheming
To hit your stash and leave you rotten
To steal your hidden goods and leave you in a bad situation
I done bust slugs from all types of shit
I have fired bullets from various weapons
I have your ass plugged up to all types of shit
I can severely harm you in numerous ways
And I show you dog how your life can get
I will demonstrate the consequences and dangers you can face
And every thing all real fuck what you might can get
Everything is genuine and authentic, I don't care what you may receive
Cause nothi'n needs to be said something needs to be done
There's no need for words, we need action
B give me a cigarette I think I need one
Hey, give me a cigarette, I feel like I need it
Cause in bout 15 seconds I'm a set the motherfuckin' alarm off
Because in roughly 15 seconds, I will initiate a violent disturbance
And shoot this motherfuckers arm off
And shoot the person's arm
You niggas better smartin' up
You guys better become more intelligent
Act like mac won't come through and spark shit up
Don't act like I won't bring chaos and cause trouble
Where the fuck you get heart from
How did you acquire such bravery?
Little bitch ass nigga started commin' out the fuckin' dark from
A cowardly person suddenly emerged from the shadows
I done told you I'm the only nigga pushin' weight
I have previously informed you that I am the only one involved in drug dealing
And for another nigga to try to take my place is in the wake
If someone else attempts to replace me, there will be consequences
It's time I retaliate
It's the right moment for me to respond aggressively
I'll make you mother fuckers pay
I will ensure you suffer the consequences
Now point me to the motherfuckin' yay
Now direct me to the drugs
You lookin' at a sick bastard
You're observing a disturbed individual
This stick up shit I got it mastered
I am highly skilled in armed robbery
Glove and ski mask it
I wear gloves and a ski mask to conceal my identity
Any body move a lick gettin' blasted
If anyone attempts to resist, they will be shot
When I'm in the crib for your shit and a thick plastic
When I invade your place to steal your belongings and store them in secure packaging
I got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason
I have duct tape in my pocket for a specific purpose
You can stop screamin' stop squermin' or stop breathin'
You can choose to stop making noise, struggling, or cease to exist
Cause I didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter
I didn't come here to linger or entertain your childish behavior
I came here to split your mother fuckin wig nigga
I came here to harm you severely
If your block gettin' money nigga I want in
If your neighborhood is profitable, I want to be involved
Run it in
Take control of the situation
Before I run in
Before I invade your place
Your spot 200 glocks and 100 men
Your location has many firearms and armed individuals
Droppin' More shells than run and 'em
Firing more bullets than a shooting range
Actin' Bad
Behaving aggressively
Smash a nigga stash and mash
Raid a person's hidden stash and destroy it
Snatch the bag
Quickly grab the bag
Bust him in his ass and dash
Shoot him in the backside and quickly leave
Un cock the mag
Uncock the firearm magazine
Kill him I don't need no mask
Kill him without needing to hide my face
We Identify each other nigga Mac and Brad
We recognize each other as Mac and Brad
Who you know but Mac and Brad
Who do you know other than Mac and Brad?
Come through all black
Arrive wearing all black clothing
no mask and crash your pad
Without disguises, forcefully enter your place
8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place
Multiple firearms, including a desert eagle handgun, are present
Nobody but Sigel and Face
Only Sigel and Face are involved
You Feel that
Do you understand?
(Spoken)
(Spoken dialogue)
Yeah nigga that's what I'm talkin' about I know you not tired
Yes, that's what I'm referring to. I know you're not exhausted.
I'm Through I'm tired and I'm out this motherfucker
I've had enough and I'm leaving this place
Yo I spit so real so my boys can eat
I rap authentically to support my crew financially
You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats
You have the audacity to have a record deal but produce lackluster music
Little suburb nigga never saw the streets
You grew up in a safe suburb and never experienced the streets
Silver spoon ass nigga never drawed your heat
You grew up privileged and have never used a weapon
I keep it the truth what's all the fakin' for
I always stay true to myself, why do you pretend?
God dam every week I got to break a jaw
Damn, every week I have to resort to violence
And you wonder why I smack up niggas
And you're surprised that I physically hit people?
Shit it's either that or Macs gonna clap up niggas
Well, it's either that or I'm going to shoot people
What y'all want me to do hun soften up
What do you expect me to do, become gentle and weak?
so my raps can start to soften up
So my music can become less aggressive
Shit never that
That will never happen
Dog forever my Beretta cat
I will always have my firearm
Hittin' niggas in they fitted cap where the letters at
Hitting people in the head where their hat's letters are
I told y'all that the truth in here
I already informed you that honesty is present
Recognize hottest thing in a booth in here
Acknowledge that I am the best in this recording studio
The Gooch in here
I (Beanie Sigel) am present
H4y yo it's over in here
Hey, it's done in this place
God damn somebody bring me some juice in here
Damn, can someone bring me a drink?
I used to be a drug dealer
In the past, I was involved in selling drugs
Hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks
Lurking in hidden areas, selling small quantities of drugs
Gettin' cash to eat with
Earning money to survive
Punchin' a time clock
Working a regular job
In the ghetto makin' small change
In the impoverished neighborhood, earning little money
Slingin' till the sun up
Continuously selling drugs until sunrise
Got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up
I need to pay my phone bill, so I'm concentrating on making money
Got 6 shots numbers strait
I have six bullets in a row
Crank bout 38
I have a .38 caliber firearm
Big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigga hate
Powerful individuals are jealous and trying to harm me
This 17 year old Tony Montana type
I resemble a young, ambitious Tony Montana
ain't never did the killin' but still I'm lovin' the drama right
I've never actually killed anyone, but I still enjoy being involved in violent situations
Undercovers pass by thinkin I don't know the truth
Undercover officers go by, believing I'm unaware of their true identity
Makin niggas these offers they know these niggas can't refuse
Making people offers that they know they can't reject
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: GRANT, HARRIS, JOHNSON
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TonyMontana6
I used to be a drug dealer
Hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks
Gettin' cash to eat with
Punchin' a time clock
In the ghetto makin' small change
Slingin' till the sun up
Got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up
Got a 6 shot numbers scraped
Crack bought 38
For the Big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigga hate
This 17 year old Tony Montana type
Aint never did the killin' but still I'm lovin the drama right
Undercovers pass by thinkin I don't know the truth
Makin niggas these offers they know these niggas can't refuse.... {Face} 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
T. Gizzle
Can you all just imagine these two with a full album together 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
art vandalay
They were supposed to but beans went to jail.
Johnny Lemorin
@art vandalay ¹2⁹
Tremaine Hughes
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Shawn Lassiter
These two legends push each other in this song. Scarface and Beans took this to a whole new levels. This is real lyrics.
W
I forgot how hot this shit was!! Beans and Face is one of the best collabs of all time🔥🔥🔥
Baltimore Z-Wad
Absolute classic, they both KILLED it. One of the hardest Gangsta trax ever!!
Willie Harris
That's no lie🏌️💯
Marilyn Bowkett
Tell em honey 💯 it's 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Darrell Hardy
Mac and Brad is one of the best collabs of all time. Saginaw Stand Up!!!