In 1996, they signed to "Penalty Records" in a deal with "25 to Life" records (Tragedy Khadafi's label). They were also featured as "Unsigned Hype" in The Source magazine. In 1997, C-N-N released their debut trend-setting album, The War Report. With exquisitely dark tracks crafted by Lord Finesse, Havoc (of Mobb Deep), Clark Kent, and a number of other acclaimed producers, The War Report became an instant classic. The unique chemistry of Noreaga's unorthodox lyrcal delivery combined with Capone's street-wise slang, established the duo as a household name within the Hardcore hip hop community.
After Capone returned from another stint in jail in 1999 the group then released The Reunion featuring the single "Ya'll Don't Wanna". The album struggled to go gold, due to the lack of promotion from Tommy Boy Records, and suffered from mixed reviews. In addition, Capone was sent back to prison right before the release further hurting promotion. Soon after in 2001, Capone-N-Noreaga jumped ship to powerhouse label Def Jam. Because Tommy Boy retained the trademarks to the names "Capone-N-Noreaga" and "Noreaga", the group was forced to shorten its name to C-N-N, and Noreaga was forced to bill himself as N.O.R.E. for his solo work. They recorded a new album in 2003 called The Religion, with a lead single, "Yes Sir", that was issued on mixtapes and promoted by a video. The single failed to make an impact, and the album was shelved.
In early 2005, Def Jam released Capone from his contract while retaining Noreaga, leaving the group's status in disarray. Capone released his debut album "Pain, Time, and Glory", in 2005.
In 2009 the duo reunited to release Channels 10 and has since then released The War Report: Report to War.
Stay Tuned
Capone-N-Noreaga Lyrics
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It's a Queens thing (uhh, uhh)
Too fly, word up
Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise
No doubt, check me out, yeah, yeah
Aiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happened
how it went down check it (tell me Son, word up)
Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment
D.A. got a witness, lawyer can't explain it
Face the judge, on some money maintain shit
Black Ceasar, hundred grand on the Visa
Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia
Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer
That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters
Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters
Sendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us
360 ways with the shell-top Adidas
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm
Rock and stay green, sippin on Don
Arabic link, Cartier on the arm
Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules
Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin trees
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy
It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie
Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me
Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me
The life of a thug wasn't made right
When I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesite
The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen
*chorus*
All my convicts, livin on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
We move sheist, livin in these days of trife
Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise
Thug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo
In Thug Paradise
One for the money, two for the villainous streets
from Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelin
shit, my resident, Q-B settlement
Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal went
Jump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a trey
Pour this A for those who passed away
My whole click shinin like a diamond
While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhymin
Mighty chrome we got a song
Capone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phone
I sip on Porter while you get extorted
to single, illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought it
Yeah no doubt
Capone-N-Noreaga
*chorus*
Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in mornin
Gettin even breaths, my team'll grab heat
Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweets
they was on since yesterday night, Dunn got bucked
in his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-write
Pick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfight
Yo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promised
Black comments, we tryin to squash that big
But niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leaded
Fuck around and get deaded, now for wetted
God set it, automatic
Yeah me you face these niggaz starvin
General of rap swarmin
Acousiastic, attract with the glock plastic
Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie
Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny
Move quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick me
You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit
Can't absorb it, but tell me, you all for it
Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit
Son you quit fuckin wit Iraq dick
The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote
Blast it too, and plus it take two, now know
*chorus*
"Stay Tuned" by Capone-N-Noreaga is a rap song about the life of a thug in Queens, New York. The song opens with the lyrics "TV's in the headrest, Sega entertainment, Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment," in which the rapper is discussing his luxury car and entertainment systems as he travels to court for his trial. The following lyrics describe the life of a thug in Queens, filled with violence, drugs, and money. The rappers describe their experiences running drugs and weapons, evading the law, and living a life of luxury, all while acknowledging the consequences that come with their lifestyle. The chorus repeats the phrase "Thug Paradise," emphasizing the contradictory nature of the thug lifestyle, which can simultaneously provide wealth, power, and death.
Line by Line Meaning
Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh
Introduction to the song
It's a Queens thing (uhh, uhh)
Pride in the Queens neighborhood
Too fly, word up
Feeling confident and cool
Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise
Talking about the afterlife and glorifying the thug life
No doubt, check me out, yeah, yeah
Confidently asserting oneself
Aiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happened
Speaking directly to someone and preparing to tell a story
how it went down check it (tell me Son, word up)
Asking the listener to pay attention to the story being told
Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega entertainment
Describing the luxury of the car being driven
Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment
Talking about being arrested but still maintaining wealth and status
D.A. got a witness, lawyer can't explain it
Legal troubles and complications
Face the judge, on some money maintain shit
Maintaining one's wealth and status even in difficult circumstances
Black Ceasar, hundred grand on the Visa
Referring to a historical figure known for being wealthy and powerful
Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia
Suggesting that someone is lying to avoid incriminating themselves
Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer
Describing a violent act taken against someone
That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters
Glorifying the violent, criminal lifestyle
Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters
Insulting those who are not part of the thug lifestyle
Sendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us
Using women for their own pleasure and gain
360 ways with the shell-top Adidas
Describing the fashionable aspects of the thug lifestyle
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm
Comparing oneself to a religious figure and suggesting a sense of peace
Rock and stay green, sippin on Don
Enjoying life, smoking marijuana, and drinking expensive alcohol
Arabic link, Cartier on the arm
Displaying wealth through jewelry
Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules
Describing being released from prison and feeling powerful
Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin trees
Suggesting a disregard for the police and enjoying marijuana
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy
Deciding to leave a place and move on
It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie
Moving to a new place for its climate and/or to avoid trouble
Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me
Being attacked by the police
Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me
Being surrounded by enemies and having to be careful
The life of a thug wasn't made right
Acknowledging the difficulties of the thug lifestyle
When I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesite
Requesting a specific item to be present at their funeral
The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin
Admitting to a life of sinning and criminal activity
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen
Choosing a luxurious burial outfit
All my convicts, livin on the edge of life
Acknowledging the danger and risk inherent in the thug lifestyle
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
Describing a specific type of thug behavior
We move sheist, livin in these days of trife
Being sneaky and always having to be careful
Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise
Displaying wealth through jewelry and referencing the thug lifestyle
One for the money, two for the villainous streets
Countdown to a story or action
from Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelin
Describing the wealth and coldness of some individuals
shit, my resident, Q-B settlement
Asserting a personal connection to the Queens neighborhood
Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal went
Referencing a possible violent encounter and its aftermath
Jump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a trey
Escaping in a car and possibly committing violence
Pour this A for those who passed away
Honoring those who have died
My whole click shinin like a diamond
Displaying wealth and style through jewelry
While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhymin
Disrespecting and insulting other inmates
Mighty chrome we got a song
Being proud of one's music and weapons
Capone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phone
Referencing the popularity of their music and its reach
I sip on Porter while you get extorted
Enjoying a specific alcoholic beverage while others suffer financially
to single, illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought it
Encouraging others to participate in illegal activity
Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in mornin
Describing a violent encounter taking place during the day
Gettin even breaths, my team'll grab heat
Preparing to retaliate with violence
Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweets
Smoking marijuana to calm down after a violent encounter
they was on since yesterday night, Dunn got bucked
Describing a violent encounter that began the night before
in his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-write
Promising to continue violence until the other party admits defeat
Pick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfight
Being confident in one's ability to handle violence
Yo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promised
Displaying wealth through jewelry and suggesting a sense of destiny or fate
Black comments, we tryin to squash that big
Trying to end or stop a disagreement or conflict
But niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leaded
Others are too stubborn and violent
Fuck around and get deaded, now for wetted
Threatening violence against those who refuse to back down
God set it, automatic
Believing that violence and fate are predetermined
Yeah me you face these niggaz starvin
Encountering those who envy or want one's success
General of rap swarmin
Feeling powerful and dominant in the rap game
Acousiastic, attract with the glock plastic
Using violence to intimidate and gain attention
Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie
Reacting quickly to dangerous situations and moving to a safer location
Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny
Feeling intoxicated and believing in a predetermined fate
Move quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick me
Reacting to those who want to harm or steal from oneself
You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit
Acknowledging the chaos and disorder of the world
Can't absorb it, but tell me, you all for it
Recognizing the difficulty of the world's problems
Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit
Being confident in one's ability to defend oneself and win a fight
Son you quit fuckin wit Iraq dick
Insulting and threatening someone
The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote
Displaying power and status as a rap General
Blast it too, and plus it take two, now know
Threatening violence and suggesting that others will assist in this violence
Yo niggaz broad daylight (repeated)
Repeating the earlier line for emphasis
Thug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo
Referencing the thug lifestyle and glorifying violence
In Thug Paradise
Repeating the earlier line for emphasis
Contributed by Eva A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@omarhamdy5876
Char baby
@kylesahadi788
Need this w/ the lyrics
@juandavidgomez5757
🔥💯👍🏾
@NOTTSREP
Hallelujah. I knew I wasn’t dreaming! Why did they remove this of the album?
@WorldwideJamal
Only reason I can think of is that it was kind of a skit. Just them talking.
@brandoncanterbury3272
possibly because it sounds like they sampled the music from the bank robbery scene from the movie Heat.
@mydasmurray
Yeah I guess sample clearance
@4Blks4Ways
It was on the original album release but got replaced with "Thugs Paradise" like the original "Closer" got replaced with the Sam Sneed version.
@michaelcalegari
I actually have a version with Thug Paradise and with the Original Closer, so there must be 3 pressings
@DJMelloEll
@@michaelcalegari I think the 2021 reissue has all of the songs in question (judging from the tracklist on Discogs).