1) Black Moon (Brot… Read Full Bio ↴There are four bands by the name of Black Moon:
1) Black Moon (Brothers who Lyrically Act and Combine Kickin Music Out On Nations) is a Hip Hop group from Brooklyn, New York which debuted in 1992, with the release of the single "Who Got Da Props?". The song became something of an underground phenomenon, and charted on the Billboard Hot 100. With the help of DJ Chuck Chillout, the group landed a record deal with Nervous Records for the release of their debut album Enta Da Stage, released in late 1993. The album included "Who Got Da Props?", as well as the singles "How Many MC's...", "Buck Em Down", and another Hot 100 hit, "I Got Cha Opin (Remix)". The album went on to sell over 350,000 copies in the U.S., and is now regarded as an underground hip hop classic. Following the album's release, the group temporarily broke up.
During the group's hiatus, DJ Evil Dee continued his production career with his crew Da Beatminerz, and lead MC Buckshot headed out and formed his own supergroup called the Boot Camp Clik, featuring fellow Brooklyn locals Smif-N-Wessun, Heltah Skeltah and O.G.C.. Following the releases of the debuts from Smif-N-Wessun (Dah Shinin'), Heltah Skeltah (Nocturnal), and O.G.C. (Da Storm), Black Moon reformed on Buckshot's label Duck Down Records. In late 1996, Nervous Records released a Black Moon compilation album titled Diggin' in Dah Vaults, which featured a number of remixes and B-Side tracks. After the group's split with Nervous Records, Black Moon became entangled in a legal battle over the licensing rights of their group name, which lasted for a number of years. The case was finally settled in 1998, and they were able to license the name through Nervous.
In 1999, they released their long awaited second album War Zone. The album saw a change in the group's musical style, with a more mature Buckshot showing off a calmer, more serious lyrical delivery, and also featured a new lo-fi production sound from Da Beatminerz. The album's singles "Two Turntables and a Mic" and "This is What it Sounds Like (Worldwind)" made small impact, and the group wasn't able to properly capitalize on their hype. Despite the somewhat disappointing sales, the album received good reviews. 1999 also saw the solo debut album from Buckshot, titled The BDI Thug, which was seen as a major disappointment. The album was met with very mediocre reviews and little sales. Black Moon and the Boot Camp Clik were largely missing from the hip hop scene between 2000 and 2001.
The Camp returned in 2002 for their second group album, The Chosen Few. Black Moon returned in 2003 for the release of their third album Total Eclipse. The album featured the underground hit "Stay Real", as well as two music videos, shot for the singles "Stay Real" and "This Goes Out to You". The album, like their previous efforts, received good reviews, but wasn't able to reach outside the underground hip hop audience. The three were planning on another group release, but backup MC 5ft was sentenced to four-to-nine years in prison on March 6, 2004 for sale of an illegal substance. DJ Evil Dee has continued production work with Da Beatminerz, and Buckshot has continued work with the Boot Camp Clik. In 2005, Buck released a collaboration album with producer 9th Wonder titled Chemistry. In 2006, DJ Evil Dee and his brother Mr. Walt released a mixtape titled Alter the Chemistry, which paired Buckshot's vocals from the Chemistry album with classic Black Moon beats.
2) Black Moon was also a punk/metal band from Mohrsville, Pennsylvania.
Band MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/blackmoonmusic
3) Black Moon is an underground black metal band from Chile, featured on the "Call From The Grave" split in 2005 with Maledictum.
4) Black Moon competed in Danish MGP 2014 with their song Fun in the Summer. The band consists of singers Alma and Mia, guitarist Noa Sophie, bassist Frieda, pianist Esther and drummer Lauritz. They are all born in 2001 and live in Copenhagen, Denmark (with exception of Lauritz who live in Frederiksberg, Denmark).
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Black Moon Lyrics
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On a journey to see a for real MC
The mind tricks the body
Body thinks the mind is crazy
But never sleazy
When I get the flow, I'm Swayze
I break, you take
Whatever type of shit the nigga Buckshot makes
You can kill it, bull, if you wanna take a pull
Whatever I see I attack ('tack)
Fuck off my back, black, nigga, fuck that
The devil lurks and my heart irks for the Hell
Look into the eyes of a nigga who fell
I hit my head on the concrete to beat the feet
Another dead nigga in the street
Bullseye, direct hit, don't miss
But how Many MC's must get dissed?
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
I can break it down like whatever you want
You want it like this
I hit, ya miss, but you get dissed when I'm pissed
Mister Buckshot rock it not quick
Bitch, get off my dick
I rope 'em up and boot 'em up, then I shoot 'em up
Whatever
I'm clever because I wear my leather in the winter
I enter da stage, nigga cock ya gauge
I bust 'em off somethin' awful
And then I leave the stage
I'm just a crazy maniac murder, a murder type thinkin'
Ya shittin', ya ass thinkin', I see ya blinkin'
I wet 'em then forget 'em, never should've met 'em
But he was talkin' shit to my man
So I had to get 'em
Yep, you can get the fist
Whatever
But how Many MC's must get dissed?
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
I got a nigga on scope through the eye of a needle
But I had the nigga the nigga puckin' on my desert eagle
Pain as a niggas brain, I'm goin' insane
Pound after pound, I come stomp on ya brain
Pick up the pump, better be jetty wit' the loot
Don't try to walk wit' a switch, bitch, like you cute
You just gettin' me sick, my dick and ride on the regular
Pen predator, et cetera, yeah, right
So fuck what you heard it's about gettin' blipped
In 1993 motherfuckers get dissed
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
In the song "How Many MC's" by Black Moon, the singer takes us on a journey to find a real MC. The song critiques the state of rap music at the time (1993) and challenges the MCs who were making a name for themselves with weak lyrics. The rapper talks about the mind-body connection and how his mind tricks his body to believe in himself. He says that he is not sleazy, instead he is original, incredible, and lyrical. He talks about taking on anything that comes his way and how he attacks and never backs down. In the middle of the verse, the rapper starts talking about the devil lurking while his heart yearns for hell. He had faced many obstacles in his rise to fame, but he had fought back against them all. Toward the end of the verse, the rapper asks how many MCs must get dissed before people start thinking about the quality of rap music.
In the chorus of the song, the phrase "How many MCs must get dissed?" is repeated several times. The verse and chorus repeat twice, at the end of which there is a bridge where the rapper talks about how he had put a nigga in his sights and made him puke out of fear. He then goes on to talk about how pain is affecting his brain and how pound after pound, he stomps on his enemies' brains. The verse ends with the message that it’s not about trying to look cute but about getting popped.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm takin' it back, come follow me
Let's take a journey back in time to witness true MCs.
On a journey to see a for real MC
We're going to find a real, authentic MC.
The mind tricks the body
The mind has control over the body.
Body thinks the mind is crazy
The mind may push the body to do things that seem crazy.
But never sleazy
Despite any craziness, the MC won't be dishonest or vulgar.
When I get the flow, I'm Swayze
When the MC gets into the rhythm, they become smooth like Patrick Swayze.
I break, you take
The MC sets the precedent, and others follow.
Whatever type of shit the nigga Buckshot makes
I raps on whatever Buckshot produces, and I make it work.
The incredible, lyrical, and original
I am an amazing, unique MC.
You can kill it, bull, if you wanna take a pull
Anyone can try to compete with me, but they won't succeed.
Whatever I see I attack ('tack)
I am always ready to pounce on anything I perceive to be a challenge.
Fuck off my back, black, nigga, fuck that
I don't have time for any negativity or drama.
The devil lurks and my heart irks for the Hell
Satan tempts me, and I am tempted to indulge in sinful behavior.
Look into the eyes of a nigga who fell
I have fallen victim to temptation and have done things I'm not proud of.
I hit my head on the concrete to beat the feet
I work hard to succeed, even if it's difficult and painful.
Another dead nigga in the street
Another rapper has failed and didn't make it to the top.
Bullseye, direct hit, don't miss
When I aim, I hit my target with precision.
But how Many MC's must get dissed?
How many rappers must fail before they realize they're not cut out for this?
I can break it down like whatever you want
I can rap to any beat and still drop fire rhymes.
You want it like this
You want me to rap like this?
I hit, ya miss, but you get dissed when I'm pissed
If you try to compete and fail, I'll insult you in my raps.
Mister Buckshot rock it not quick
Although Buckshot may not produce beats as quickly as others, they're still great.
Bitch, get off my dick
I don't have time for people who want to use me.
I rope 'em up and boot 'em up, then I shoot 'em up
I take control of the rap and then overpower it with my flow.
I'm clever because I wear my leather in the winter
I'm smart enough to wear warm clothing in the winter.
I enter da stage, nigga cock ya gauge
As I step on stage, other rappers should prepare to compete with me.
I bust 'em off somethin' awful
I lay down such dope rhymes that the other rappers can't recover.
And then I leave the stage
After the performance, I exit and leave everyone in awe.
I'm just a crazy maniac murder, a murder type thinkin'
I am an insane rapper with a penchant for domination.
Ya shittin', ya ass thinkin', I see ya blinkin'
I can see that you're intimidated by me and don't know what to do.
I wet 'em then forget 'em, never should've met 'em
I compete with other rappers and then never think of them again.
But he was talkin' shit to my man
My friend was disrespected, and I had to act.
So I had to get 'em
I confronted the person who disrespected my friend.
Yep, you can get the fist
If you disrespect me or my people, you'll face physical consequences.
But how Many MC's must get dissed?
How many people have to fail in the rap game before they realize they're not good enough?
I got a nigga on scope through the eye of a needle
I am examining and observing someone very closely.
But I had the nigga the nigga puckin' on my desert eagle
I had the other rapper shaking in fear and intimidated.
Pain as a niggas brain, I'm goin' insane
Rapping can cause incredible stress and sometimes lead to madness.
Pound after pound, I come stomp on ya brain
I'll keep going and going until I've dominated the other rapper.
Pick up the pump, better be jetty wit' the loot
I always have my gun ready in case someone tries to steal from me.
Don't try to walk wit' a switch, bitch, like you cute
Don't try to act cool or sexy around me because it won't impress or intimidate me.
You just gettin' me sick, my dick and ride on the regular
You're making me angry, and I'll react aggressively.
Pen predator, et cetera, yeah, right
I am a master of my craft and can do it all.
So fuck what you heard it's about gettin' blipped
Ignore what others say, success in the rap game is all about talent and hard work.
In 1993 motherfuckers get dissed
In 1993, many rappers were called out and insulted for their lack of talent.
"How many MC's must get dissed?"
The MC continues to ask this question throughout the song, wondering how many rappers have to fail before they give up.
Lyrics © MJJN LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Written by: Ewart Dewgarde, Kenyatta Blake, Walter Dewgarde
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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This is hip hop!!! Who’s banging this in 2024!
@pwho405
its time to run it back.....
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@P-DAPS
Can’t believe it’s been 30 years!
@ICEMAN24072
@P-DAPS We getting up there lol
@wutang3323
Yep because of AlScrath new joint
@elvinsolano6177
That bassline is immortal.
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@jamesburton247
You can thank Grover Washington Jr. Band for this Sample a 70's Groove
@PrometheusForever
@@jamesburton247 yes HYDRA. Tell em but it shows how advanced buckshot was with the sampling content.