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 He told Dame to pass the word on that State Property was no longer in effect, until after he was released.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.
Tales Of A Hustler Ft Sparks
Beanie Sigel Lyrics
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Sparks: Yeah
Beanie: Yeah, witness, Tales of a hustler
Sparks: I'm going to ride, nigga
Beanie: Ya know, this just the life we live, uh; this just the life we lead
Sparks: Yeah, yeah, gangsta
Beanie: Tales, tales
Sparks: Gangsta! Yeah
[Sparks]
Omillio Sparks, the young gun
My life as an adolescent, said I'll go through something
Other guys try to stand in my way like brick walls
So I kept guns in my palm like Messiah scripts in Psalms
I should fear no man but God
So, Lord knows we could get it on
Guns baptized guys testing my pride
Clearing my conscience in the liquor store
With a fifth of Thunderbird, but I be guzzling hard
Playing the corners with a washed-up old-head
Chant tunes by the Whispers
Same corner where I banged at with niggas
Cops drive by and grin on us
If they grabbed then
One of them nosy neighbors done snitched on us (Again?)
Hey, this game juicy got me puffing loosies
Every two days interrogated by the police
See, this life I live cost more than your Roley's money
It cost my homey Nook his whole life, ya heard me?
When he was here, it was easy to love him like a brother
Now that's he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother
I mean, what do you say to a woman
That's just lost her only son to the game and the gun, except
"Mami, I'm a ride for him."?
The look that she gave me like, "Sparks, you got some nerve."
'Cause most of these niggas don't keep their words
Now I'm under pressure
And I can't even break that type of promise
And y'all niggas paint that picture
Risking your freedom
On the strength of memories of him
The time he made you laugh
The time he bust his gat when them other niggas ran
How real is that?
Omillio Sparks, niggas, holla back
[Beanie]
Tales of a hustler
[Chorus x 2]
In this life you not promised tomorrow
So take the bitter with the sweet and maintain
In these vicious streets
Carry your heat, and keep your mind on your money
Life's a gamble; everybody got a number, homey
Tales of a hustler!
[Beanie]
I'm back to the block with it
Wait, let me clear that up
I'm back to the blocks that you get when your block get it
Get hard with that hot water when the pot hit it
Get large with a little water when you pop wit' it
I send hope to late scramblers
Sling coke to you late you scramblers
Go broke, sling soap to you late night scramblers
No joke, I'm a crook; catch hooks broke; late night gamblers
Look, you loose limbs when fuck with him
That be I strapped and high
FBI all on back, want to trap the guy
Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies
Never that, too many gats
Too many guns
Too many vests
Tough guys, not too many left
Where they at?
Dead or locked behind bars in jail
I know I ain't too far from hell
I'll spit the devil these bars in hell
Dog, I been through it, son
Look at my scars and tell
Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tented
No excuses on who might be in it
You know passenger twisting backwoods
Slightly spinning
Crack the window, the indo slightly scented
Splash of haze and hash lightly blended
Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid
Like, you got like a minute
To put the cash in this bag or ya ass just might be in it
In small piece, I'll snatch your family up
Start from tall nephews to your small nieces
Bitches
[Chorus]
The song "Tales of a Hustler" by Beanie Sigel featuring Sparks speaks about the struggles, challenges, and risks involved in the life of a hustler. The lyrics of the song depict the realities of living a life on the streets, constantly looking over your shoulder, and dealing with corrupt authorities. Sparks, in his verse, talks about how he has faced many obstacles in his life but he is equipped with the tools and weapons to overcome them. He speaks about the pain of losing a friend to the game and how it affects the people left behind. Beanie Sigel, in his verse, talks about how he makes a living and how he has to take risks and engage in illegal activities to survive. He speaks about the pressure he faces daily and how it can lead to a downfall or success.
Furthermore, the lyrics of the song give an insight into the challenges faced by many in the ghetto. The life of a hustler is not one anyone would choose for themselves, but it is often the only option for people living in certain circumstances. The song tells a story that is familiar to many, vividly describing the realities of life on the streets.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, Sparks in here, the truth in here
Beanie introduces Sparks as the truth, boasting about his credibility as a witness.
Yeah
Sparks affirms his presence in the song.
Yeah, witness, Tales of a hustler
Beanie invites Sparks to share his experiences as a hustler, describing it as the theme of the song.
I'm going to ride, nigga
Sparks expresses his readiness to face any challenge as a hustler.
Ya know, this just the life we live, uh; this just the life we lead
Beanie acknowledges that hustling is a prevalent lifestyle among the street's youth.
Yeah, yeah, gangsta
Sparks affirms his gangsta status and emphasis on street credibility.
Tales, tales
Beanie echoes the theme of the song, emphasizing the importance of hustling experiences.
Gangsta! Yeah
Sparks reinforces his gangsta image as an important attribute within hip-hop culture.
Sugar coat
Sparks implies that he will speak unfiltered truth in his verses, refusing to sugarcoat his experiences as a hustler.
Omillio Sparks, the young gun
Sparks introduces himself and his image as a young gun in the streets.
My life as an adolescent, said I'll go through something
Sparks reflects on his youth and acknowledges the inevitability of hardships in his path.
Other guys try to stand in my way like brick walls
Sparks describes external roadblocks that potentially hindered his progress in the streets.
So I kept guns in my palm like Messiah scripts in Psalms
Sparks explains his reliance on firearms as protection and how they became like biblical scriptures for him.
I should fear no man but God
Sparks attests to his fearlessness in situations that involve conflict with other individuals but nevertheless acknowledges God's omnipotence.
So, Lord knows we could get it on
Sparks suggests that he's prepared to engage in physical conflict if need be.
Guns baptized guys testing my pride
Sparks sees guns as a means of purifying his ego, using them to test others and his willingness to protect what he values.
Clearing my conscience in the liquor store
Sparks describes alcohol as a means of coping with his actions and experiences as a hustler, allowing him to numb his conscience.
With a fifth of Thunderbird, but I be guzzling hard
Sparks indulges in heavy drinking, using Thunderbird as his liquor of choice.
Playing the corners with a washed-up old-head
Sparks spends time with an older street veteran, learning from his experiences and applying them to his own hustle.
Chant tunes by the Whispers
Sparks listens to music while hustling and cites soul group the Whispers as an influence.
Same corner where I banged at with niggas
Sparks returns to the same spot where he used to engage in fights with other people.
Cops drive by and grin on us
Sparks describes how law enforcement treated him and his peers with disdain and condescension.
If they grabbed then
One of them nosy neighbors done snitched on us (Again?)
Sparks explains that their arrests resulted from tips by neighbors, a recurring pattern that frustrated the neighborhood's hustlers.
Hey, this game juicy got me puffing loosies
Sparks sees the hustling game as exciting, but also admits to smoking loose cigarettes to deal with stress.
Every two days interrogated by the police
Sparks faces constant harassment from law enforcement, often being interrogated every two days.
See, this life I live cost more than your Roley's money
Sparks emphasizes that the cost of living as a hustler exceeds the value of material things like expensive watches (Rolex).
It cost my homey Nook his whole life, ya heard me?
Sparks uses his friend Nook's demise to illustrate the fatal consequences of the hustling lifestyle.
When he was here, it was easy to love him like a brother
Now that's he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother
Sparks reminisces about his deceased friend Nook and reflects on how it's hard to talk to the late friend's mother.
I mean, what do you say to a woman
That's just lost her only son to the game and the gun, except
"Mami, I'm a ride for him."?
Sparks ponders what to say to a grieving mother who lost her child due to the street life, offering to avenge her son's death.
The look that she gave me like, "Sparks, you got some nerve."
'Cause most of these niggas don't keep their words
Sparks acknowledges that few people in the streets follow through on their promises but insists he's different, pledging to honor his word to Nook's mother.
Now I'm under pressure
And I can't even break that type of promise
And y'all niggas paint that picture
Risking your freedom
Sparks confesses that keeping his promise to Nook's mother puts him under immense pressure, but he refuses to break it, even if it means risking his own freedom.
On the strength of memories of him
The time he made you laugh
The time he bust his gat when them other niggas ran
How real is that?
Sparks reminds himself of Nook's bravery and how he stood by his side in moments of danger.
Omillio Sparks, niggas, holla back
Sparks ends his verse by introducing himself one more time and inviting people to respond to his message.
Tales of a hustler!
Beanie reiterates the song's theme and reminds the audience of its focus.
In this life you not promised tomorrow
So take the bitter with the sweet and maintain
In these vicious streets
Carry your heat, and keep your mind on your money
Life's a gamble; everybody got a number, homey
Tales of a hustler!
Beanie advises listeners to be prepared for the unpredictable nature of life on the streets, advocating for carrying weapons for protection.
I'm back to the block with it
Wait, let me clear that up
I'm back to the blocks that you get when your block get it
Beanie explains that he's returned to the game after taking a hiatus, specifying that his involvement falls within certain blocks's territory.
Get hard with that hot water when the pot hit it
Get large with a little water when you pop wit' it
Beanie describes how he makes crack cocaine, adapting to the consistency of the drug depending on the water content.
I send hope to late scramblers
Sling coke to you late you scramblers
Go broke, sling soap to you late night scramblers
Beanie explains how he started by providing hope to others in financial struggles, then escalated to selling cocaine, and reluctantly resorted to selling soap (a less profitable drug) for people who arrive when it's late at night.
No joke, I'm a crook; catch hooks broke; late night gamblers
Beanie emphasizes that he's not joking when it comes to his hustle, offering to fight anyone who gets in his way.
Look, you loose limbs when fuck with him
That be I strapped and high
Beanie cautions against crossing him since he's armed and ready to retaliate.
FBI all on back, want to trap the guy
Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies
Beanie faces pressure from law enforcement and competition within his line of work.
Never that, too many gats
Too many guns
Too many vests
Tough guys, not too many left
Where they at?
Beanie implies that he's prepared for any level of conflict given the number of firearms and protective gear he owns, noting that not many people can match his level of toughness.
Dead or locked behind bars in jail
I know I ain't too far from hell
I'll spit the devil these bars in hell
Beanie recognizes the perilous nature of his lifestyle, but nevertheless pledges to continue his craft regardless of the consequences.
Dog, I been through it, son
Look at my scars and tell
Beanie reflects on the hardships he's faced over his life, indicating that his scars are physical proof of his experiences.
Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tented
No excuses on who might be in it
Beanie describes his mode of transportation and emphasizes that anyone, regardless of their status, could be riding with him at any time.
You know passenger twisting backwoods
Slightly spinning
Crack the window, the indo slightly scented
Splash of haze and hash lightly blended
Beanie describes the smoking habits of his associates while driving, revealing the smell of the substances in his truck.
Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid
Like, you got like a minute
To put the cash in this bag or ya ass just might be in it
Beanie describes how he intimidates people into handing over money, offering a limited amount of time before it becomes violent.
In small piece, I'll snatch your family up
Start from tall nephews to your small nieces
Beanie implies that he's willing to kidnap people's family members as a means of extortion.
Bitches
Beanie ends his verse with a vulgar term, emphasizing his disregard for social norms.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DWIGHT GRANT, MICHAEL J. CLERVOIX
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Al Darragi
[Beanie:] Yeah Sparks in here, The Truth in here
[Sparks:] Yeah
[Beanie:] Yeah - Witness - Tales of a Hustler
[Sparks:] Im going to ride nigga
[Beanie:] Ya Know - This just the life we live uh, this just the life we lead
[Sparks:] Yeah Yeah Gangsta
[Beanie:] Tales tales
[Sparks:] Gangsta! Yeah
[Sparks:] Sugar coat
[Sparks]
Omillio Sparks the young gun
My life as an adolescent said I'll go through something
Other guys try to stand in my way like brick walls
So I kept guns in my palm like Mesiah scripts in Psalms
I should fear no man but God
So lord knows we could get it on
Guns baptized guys testing my pride
Clearing my conscience in the liquor store
With a fifth of Thunderbird but I be guzzling hard
Playing the corners with a washed up old-head
Chant tunes by the Whispers
Same corner where I banged at with niggaz
Cops drive by and grin on us
If they grabbed then
one of them nosey neighbors done snitched on us (Again?)
Hey this game juicy got me puffing looseys
Every two days interigated by the police
See, this life I live cost more than your Roley's money
It cost my homie Nook his whole life, ya heard me?
When he was here it was easy to love him like a brother
Now thats he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother
I mean - What do you say to a woman
That's just lost her only son to the game and the gun, except mami
"I'ma ride for him"
The look that she gave me "Like Sparks you got some nerve
Cause most of these niggas dont keep their words
Now I'm under pressure
And I cant even break that type of promise
and y'all niggas paint that picture
Risking your freedom
On the strength of memories of him
The time he made you laugh
The time he bust his gat when them other niggas ran
How real is that?
Omillio Sparks niggas holla back
[Beanie:] TALES - OF - A - HUSTLER
[Chorus: Sparks - repeat 2X]
In this life you not promised tommorow
So take the bitter with the sweet and maintain
In these vicious streets
Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money
Life's a gamble everybody got a number homie
TALES OF A HUSTLER
[Beanie]
I'm back to the block with it
Wait let me clear that up
I'm back to the blocks that you get when your block get it
Get hard with that hot water when the pot hit it
Get large with a little water when you pop wip it
I send hope to late scramblers
Sling coke to you late you scramblers
Go broke sling soap to you late night scramblers
No joke, I'm a crook, catch hooks broke, late night gamblers
Look - you loose limbs when fuck with him
That be I strapped and high
FBI all on back want to trap the guy
Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies
Never that too many gats
Too many guns
Too many vest
Tough guys not to many left
Where they at?
Dead or locked behind bars in jail
I know I aint too far from hell
I'll spit the devil these bars in hell
Dog I been through it son
Look at my scars and tell
Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tented
No excuses on who might be in it
You know passenger twisting backwoods
Slightly spinning
Crack the window the indo slightly scented
Splash of haze and hash lightly blented
Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid
Like, you got like a minute
To put the cash in this bag or ya ass just might be in it
In small piece, I'll snatch your family up
Start from tall nephews to your small nieces
Bitches
[Chorus]
Anthony Jackson
sparks had one of the hardest verses I've ever heard in my life💯💯💯💪
Bailey Sincere
Facts kid he went crazy on that verse
Gordy Gunnz
Big facts
T.C.O.G.
You ain't lying
Concrete Wave
Facts
Kashawn McMahand
Sparks snapped on this shit 💯💯💯
Raised Off Neglect Programming
Sparks verse still gives me chills 🔥 ...No im under preasure
tick 2000
Spark’s verse has the best energy I’ve ever heard on a Hip-Hop track
Nyn Slade
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Daniel Carrillo
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