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Das EFX's wildly playful, rapid-fire stuttering -- dense with rhymes and nonsense words -- was one of the most distinctive and influential lyrical styles in early-'90s hip-hop. While the duo completely rewrote the MC rule book, they themselves were increasingly pegged as a one-dimensional novelty the longer their career progressed, despite watching elements of their style creep into countless rappers' bags of tricks. Krazy Drazyz (born Andre Weston; Teaneck, NJ) and Skoob (born Willie Hines) were both raised in Brooklyn, but didn't begin performing together until they met at Virginia State University in 1988. Removed from an active music scene, the two were free to develop their most idiosyncratic tendencies; they started making up gibberish words (anything ending in "-iggity" was a favorite) that added loads of extra syllables to their lines, and wove plenty of pop-cultural references into the tongue-twisting lyrical gymnastics that resulted. Das EFX caught their big break when they performed at a talent show judged by EPMD; though they didn't win, EPMD was impressed enough to offer them a deal, and the duo became part of the Hit Squad crew of protégés.
Signing to the East West label, Das EFX began work on their debut album, commuting between Virginia and New York and mailing tapes to EPMD (then touring the country) for guidance. Upon its release in 1992, Dead Serious caused an immediate sensation, and is still considered something of a landmark in hip-hop circles. The first single, the instantly memorable signature song "They Want EFX," was a Top 40 pop hit and a Top Ten R&B hit, and helped push sales of Dead Serious past the platinum mark. Wary of being pigeonholed by repeating themselves, the duo slowed down their lyrical flow and downplayed the surrealistic side of their interplay on the follow-up album, 1993's Straight Up Sewaside, which went gold. Around the time of 1995's disappointing Hold It Down, Das EFX found themselves caught in the middle of EPMD's ugly breakup; it led to a three-year absence from recording. By the time they returned in 1998 with Generation EFX, the group was playing more to a devoted but narrower cult audience; they have remained largely silent since. Steve Huey, All Music Guide
Alright
Das EFX Lyrics
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Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
No doubt
Aha, see what you want baby?
Check it out! One-two for my peeps like this, check it out
To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah)
'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah)
It's the now I'm the maniac with the flow (what?)
til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga)
Be doin' my thing on a day-to-day (ha ha)
Some say I got too much posse like Flavor Flav
Books in reverse, the worst nigga out the clique (what?)
Ci-lo Satan when I hit you with the triple six
Your shit be stressin' it's lessin', I'm flexin' with the adjectives
Shittin' on emcees like I just took a laxative
Now niggas know I gives a fuck about ya crew
You try to keep up but got stuck like the two
Between nevers and Atlantis, I kicks a frantic
And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the planet
Like this, boy!
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Well uh, one-two, comin' through next
Nigga Krazy Drayzie representin' Das EFX
Stompin' wit my crew comin' through your projects
Bring ya from the east so fuck the peace so if you spot us
You do us a fave bip, you pull your piece and shot em (baa)
You're makin' dollars overseas (uh), nigga please (uh)
Squeeze these 'cause we're gettin' paid by the G's wit ease (word up)
We're blowin' up your fuckin' spot (no doubt)
'Cause when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
Now everybody be the nicest but Jesus Christ this
It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my devices
My advice is you better learn a trade
Before you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin' gettin' sprayed
I keep you open like you're fuckin' sessin' me
You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me
'Cause justa me, the K-to-R-A-Z-Y
Use to rock Fila, bettin' like I'm Eli
With Houston your style in need of boostin'
Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin'
I put my dues in so you know it's only right
I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga)
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright
To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick
My rappin' antics'll keep 'em runnin' fran-tic
The shit the man kick'll make ya fuckin' ass sick
I bring you from the pit and never quit 'cause it's the Krazy
Poppin' all this shit 'cause his rhymers don't amaze me
It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it
I make it by the bucket so fuck it, I stock it
It's just for safe keepin' so when I'm sleepin' I sleep safe
I'm comin' with my Timbs in ya face (motherfucker)
Back in the place I'm gettin' stupid in ya sector
I be the Krazy Drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck
Fuckin' flow to final, mother fuck the title
My nigga DJ Dice is on the vinyl (motherfucker)
That's my recital, kid I flipped it til the end
I bring it from the sewer , here my nigga come again
The Books in reverse kicks a verse
I'm takin' it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I pursuit
To stomp an MC like grapes and then scrape em with the boot
I bring swing to the ring like Luke Doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, Pop Duke he rip a cougar
For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw caves in
Amazin' and plus off-beat like caucasians
Me get done? Never son, I hold it down for 7-1-A
Where niggas fuck around and where niggas lay
Ain't nuttin' slim, I got game like Tim Hardaway
Fouls like the proudest so I'm labbin in RCA
Aw shit, I got you buggin', flippin' that shit that you lovin'
Plus I got another back in the oven
Some heard the style and then construction on it
But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas ain't got nuttin' for it
C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll blow ya spot
I rock like that bald-headed nigga on Fox
(So how we do?) No shorts from niggas or they fuckin' girl and (what you got?)
More styles than the last got served (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight
'Cause everything gon' be aight! (No doubt)
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
The song "Alright" by Das EFX is about their confidence in their abilities as rappers and how they have earned their place in the hip-hop world. The opening lyrics "alright, alright, alright" serve as a repetitive mantra of their assurance and belief in themselves. They talk about their clique being "mad thick" and not to be messed with, as they boast about being able to knock out regular rappers and their gold teeth. Das EFX also references Flavor Flav and his famous hype-man persona, comparing themselves to him in regards to their posse.
Throughout the song, they continue to display their lyrical prowess, using tongue twisters and adjectives to showcase their unique flow. They talk about their success overseas and how they’re blowing up the rap game. They warn others to learn a trade or they'll end up being sprayed while they hold down their own crew. The final verse includes a reference to Tim Hardaway and their hometown of 7-1-A.
Overall, the song portrays a sense of confidence and bravado. Das EFX shows off their unique style and musical flow while asserting their place in the rap world.
Line by Line Meaning
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Everything is going well and there are no problems
No doubt
Definitely
Aha, see what you want baby?
Do you understand what you desire, baby?
Check it out! One-two for my peeps like this, check it out
Pay attention! I'm representing for my friends, like this
To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah)
Listen closely, my group is very strong, so be cautious
'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit
Because a lot of people are facing serious consequences
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
By the individual with the powerful words that can harm you
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah)
You insignificant person, when the music starts playing, it becomes difficult to understand the rhythm
It's the now I'm the maniac with the flow (what?)
I am currently the crazy person with the unique rap style (what?)
til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga)
Until I defeat the common rappers and take away their valued possessions
Be doin' my thing on a day-to-day (ha ha)
I continue to pursue my passion every single day
Some say I got too much posse like Flavor Flav
Some people claim that I have too many associates, similar to Flavor Flav
Books in reverse, the worst nigga out the clique (what?)
Backwards in my reading material, I am the least skilled person from my group (what?)
Ci-lo Satan when I hit you with the triple six
Surprise, I am Satan when I attack you with the evil number 666
Your shit be stressin' it's lessin', I'm flexin' with the adjectives
Your music worries people, but it's losing its impact, while I am impressing with my descriptive words
Shittin' on emcees like I just took a laxative
Dominating other MCs as if I recently used a laxative
Now niggas know I gives a fuck about ya crew
Now people understand that I don't care about your group
You try to keep up but got stuck like the two
You attempted to match my speed but got trapped like the number two
Between nevers and Atlantis, I kicks a frantic
Between impossibilities and a mythical city, I deliver a frenetic performance
And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the planet
And damn it, observe how my friend and I amaze the world
Well uh, one-two, comin' through next
Well, one, two, here I come next
Nigga Krazy Drayzie representin' Das EFX
I am Krazy Drayzie representing Das EFX
Stompin' wit my crew comin' through your projects
Moving powerfully with my group, entering your neighborhood
Bring ya from the east so fuck the peace so if you spot us
Bringing you from the east, disregarding tranquility, so if you see us
You do us a fave bip, you pull your piece and shot em (baa)
You do us a favor, quickly draw your weapon and shoot them (baa)
You're makin' dollars overseas (uh), nigga please (uh)
You are earning money in foreign countries, but it's not impressive
Squeeze these 'cause we're gettin' paid by the G's wit ease (word up)
Pressurize them because we are making money effortlessly (agreed)
We're blowin' up your fuckin' spot (no doubt)
We are exposing your true identity (no doubt)
'Cause when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
Because when you are popular, you are popular, and when you are not, you are not
Now everybody be the nicest but Jesus Christ this
Now everyone claims to be the best, but Jesus Christ, this is absurd
It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my devices
It's a critical situation, I defeat them with my skills
My advice is you better learn a trade
My suggestion is that you should acquire a skill
Before you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin' gettin' sprayed
Before you express your rap lyrics and face serious consequences
I keep you open like you're fuckin' sessin' me
I keep your mind engaged as if you are having a session with me
You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me
You are merely annoying me, and you will never defeat me
'Cause justa me, the K-to-R-A-Z-Y
Because it's just me, the crazy individual with the name Krazy
Use to rock Fila, bettin' like I'm Eli
I used to wear Fila clothing, gambling like I am Eli
With Houston your style in need of boostin'
Your style requires improvement, similar to the city of Houston
Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin'
Your group needs to defeat others, without hesitation, because you are clearly losing
I put my dues in so you know it's only right
I have paid my dues, so it is fair and appropriate
I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga)
I have to maintain control, so all my friends should be prepared (stay strong, friend)
To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick
Listen closely, my unique language is very expressive
My rappin' antics'll keep 'em runnin' fran-tic
My rapping behavior will make them intensely worried
The shit the man kick'll make ya fuckin' ass sick
The things I say will disgust and shock you
I bring you from the pit and never quit 'cause it's the Krazy
I pull you up from a difficult situation and never give up, because I am Krazy
Poppin' all this shit 'cause his rhymers don't amaze me
Talking confidently because other rappers do not impress me
It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it
I am rewarded for performing, so why would I stop?
I make it by the bucket so fuck it, I stock it
I accumulate wealth in large amounts, so I might as well store it
It's just for safe keepin' so when I'm sleepin' I sleep safe
It is solely for the purpose of keeping it safe, so that I can sleep peacefully
I'm comin' with my Timbs in ya face (motherfucker)
I am approaching you with my Timberland boots in your face (motherfucker)
Back in the place I'm gettin' stupid in ya sector
Returning to the location, I am acting foolish in your area
I be the Krazy Drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck
I am Krazy Drayzie, observe how I dominate
Fuckin' flow to final, mother fuck the title
My flowing skills until the end, disregarding the importance of a title
My nigga DJ Dice is on the vinyl (motherfucker)
My friend DJ Dice is manipulating the turntable (motherfucker)
That's my recital, kid I flipped it til the end
That's my performance, young one, I delivered it perfectly until the end
I bring it from the sewer, here my nigga come again
I present my rap lyrics from an unpleasant place, and here comes my friend again
The Books in reverse kicks a verse
The reversed words in the lyrics deliver a powerful message
I'm takin' it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I pursuit
I am delivering it directly to you, I am actively investigating the situation, I chase after it
To stomp an MC like grapes and then scrape em with the boot
To defeat an MC like crushing grapes and then scraping them with a boot
I bring swing to the ring like Luke Doover
I introduce a unique style to the competition, similar to Luke Doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, Pop Duke he rip a cougar
With a great skill, similar to a powerful vehicle, my father destroys a cougar
For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw caves in
For a long time, I rap in a raw and unfiltered manner until my jaw becomes sore
Amazin' and plus off-beat like caucasians
Impressive and also rhythmically different, similar to caucasians
Me get done? Never son, I hold it down for 7-1-A
Will I be defeated? Absolutely not, I represent my hometown, 7-1-A
Where niggas fuck around and where niggas lay
Where people engage in foolish activities and where people are buried
Ain't nuttin' slim, I got game like Tim Hardaway
It is not insignificant, I have skills similar to Tim Hardaway
Fouls like the proudest so I'm labbin in RCA
Committed the most fouls, proud of my achievements, so I am experimenting in RCA
Aw shit, I got you buggin', flippin' that shit that you lovin'
Oh no, I have confused you, changing the thing that you enjoy
Plus I got another back in the oven
Additionally, I have another creation being prepared
Some heard the style and then construction on it
Some people heard the unique manner of rapping and then attempted to imitate it
But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas ain't got nuttin' for it
But they are just scratching the surface, weak individuals have nothing to offer
C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll blow ya spot
Come on, overcome the obstacles I have, or I will expose your weaknesses
I rock like that bald-headed nigga on Fox
I perform confidently, just like that bald man on the television network Fox
(So how we do?) No shorts from niggas or they fuckin' girl and (what you got?)
(So how do we proceed?) We do not tolerate disrespect from men or them getting involved with our women (what do you have?)
More styles than the last got served (no doubt)
More varieties of rap styles compared to the previous performance (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight
So if you are with me and you are heavily intoxicated, hold on
'Cause everything gon' be aight! (No doubt)
Because everything is going to be alright! (No doubt)
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY, WILLIE D HINES, ANDRE G WESTON
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Hugo Almeida Lima
The word-play is high calibre and the flow is rapid fire. The result is a masterpiece of a record.
DEVINE JUSTICE ALLAH!!
Hugo Almeida Lima FACTS!!
Stephen Bridge
This is one of my fave das efx songs....crazy replay back in the day
Fumez
Big up to Easy Mo Bee for the beat
TrakLite Productions
Yes sirrrrrr! That SP1200 ringing out!
Raymond Bright
Fumez Easy Mo Bee made some of the dopest instrumentals in the 90’s
Fumez
This was the music I grow up to ( born 1980 ) boom bap hiphop forever in my heart Peace from sweden
TupacDaDon
the amounts of views on this gem... RIP my faith in humanity :-)
Jermaine Wilburn
WARD,,,EM ,,,UP
Mecon Tadmanboy
😂