E-40 is a self-proclaimed "O.G." in the rap game and has been around since the early days and has an old school following from his G-Funk days. His group "The Click" consists of his brother, cousin and his sister; D-shot, B-legit, & Suga-T. His other brother Mugzi (aka Young Mugzi) has a group called the Mossie, consisting of himself, Kaveo, and Tap Dat Azz. E-40 also brought his nephew into the rap game, and is a well known bay area artists named "Turf Talk". His son "Droop-E" is now a Bay Area hyphy producer and makes uptempo beats packed with major 808 kick samples. All these rappers and many more are under his established independent label; Sic Wid It records.
His nicknames include TKA (Tycoon Known As) Charlie Hustle, E-Bonics, 40 Fonzarelli, The Ambassador of the Bay, The Ballatician, 40 Belafonte, E-Pheezy, Fortywata (40water), E-4-0 (E-Four-Oh), Mr. Flamboyant, and Earl "Poppin' His Collar" Stevens.
ENTREPRENEUR
In addition to record sales E-40 has ventured into other business opportunities. Along with former NFL player Chester McGlockton, E-40 has opened a Fatburger franchise in Pleasant Hill, California. E-40 recently authored the book, E-40's Book of Slang to be published by Warner Books. He also has his own line of liquor called Cloud 9, and he opened the now-defunct Ambassador's Lounge, a nightclub in Downtown San Jose.[13]. On Nov 16th, 2007 it was announced that Stevens, signed a franchise agreement with Wingstop Restaurants, Inc. and will open one in Southampton shopping center located in Benicia, California. "I was introduced to Wingstop in Dallas and as soon as I tasted the wings I was hooked. I love the food," said Stevens. "I chose to open in the Bay Area because this is the soil where I was born and raised, and I still live here to this day. People here are going to love these things." In late 2007, E-40 announced a new line of energy drinks called "40 Water."
No Choice
E-40 Lyrics
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Stick a fork in him, he done, he ain't seared
These nerds be actin' hella weird and abnormal
bruh, they ain't wired right
Maybe it's the steroids in the food and they appetite
My scrilla stretch like cellulite, shittin' on 'em, baby wipes
It's scandalous in my region, gotta pack a peace pipe
Emirates airlines when I fly to Dubai, first class flights
From the gamin' I been famous since I was a little kid
In my district, my soil, in California where I live
Where your past can come back and haunt you
it's karma, it's Murphy's Law
Mouth full of spitters and hubba rocks in my jaws
With our sawed-off shotguns and semi-automatics put you up in the plastic
Got no choice but to be a savage, it's madness and it's drastic
In our district, where we grew up slangin' dope (hey)
The system was set up for us to choke (ayy, ayy)
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric, uh
Drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin', uh
Niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
I be trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric
Nigga drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin'
Man, these niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
Trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic, ay, nigga
Niggas finessing choppers, Glockies, niggas, come get one
Bitches undressin', what you doin'? I just need income
Big-ass pole like I'm Cardi B, watch me strip some
Fuck all that talkin', come back where you got your bitch from
Don't play fair, big 40 came with a big drum
Dunkin', I'm air, watch your language, these bullets hit tons
Thumbin' through hundreds, now I'm trippin' 'cause this bitch skip one
If I go down, keep it a hundred like I'm Big Pun (ayy)
Wave the stick like I'm doin' magic, I be slidin' with ratchets
All in traffic let 'em have it then swing it like nothin' happened
Gang-gang brought the choppers, if he trippin', knock off a fraction
I can't love 'em, just fuck 'em, get the scissors, cut off distractions
You just rappin', stop the cappin', I'm really past the infraction
Keep it ratchet but pull up with a bitch, fulfill my passion
I can't have it, keep the love and I really don't want compassion
Bitch, I came up off the juugin'
plottin', hittin' the mansions, lil' nigga
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric, uh
Drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin', uh
Niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
I be trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric
Nigga drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin'
Man, these niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
Trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic, ay, nigga
I'm a goon with the spoon, I'll chip you off somethin' proper
Got kicks like I'm into soccer, I'll throw that thang in the water
And add the soda, mix it up 'til it's harder
The price is right like Bob Barker, they in a line like The Carter
I got 'em fiendin' and tweakin', my hoodlums and heathens
223 reasons to leave you leakin', choose one
I got a gun that'll knock a nose off a elephant, I'm relevant
Fuck celibate, I'll sell a bitch if I have to, if I must
I don't put my trust in no hoe, bitch, my mama all I trust
She ain't gon' snitch, I promise you
She ain't gon' throw me under the bus
She ain't gon' miss and I'm promisin' you, my nigga, she a bust
She'll do a bid for me before she see me in some cuffs
All my life I had it rough, I ain't never been powder puff
Never been a weenie, I'll disappear you like genie
With a 14-Mini-Henny, untraceable, no identity
Better hope that you're kin to me, don't want me to be your enemy, bitch
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric, uh
Drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin', uh
Niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
I be trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric
Nigga drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin'
Man, these niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
Trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic, ay, nigga
Fresh on the beat, so you know that shit slaps
E-40's song "Choices" is a gritty and aggressive track that tackles themes of violence, drug dealing, and survival in a dangerous district. In these lyrics, E-40 raps about how the system is stacked against those who grow up in his area, and how he had no choice but to become a savage in order to survive. He talks about the prevalence of firearms in his community, and how he rides with a "massive" clip attached to his gun for protection. He also references his upbringing as a drug dealer, although he acknowledges that his choices were limited by his circumstances.
Overall, "Choices" is a powerful reflection on the harsh realities of life in E-40's district, and the violence that is necessary to survive in such an environment. Despite its confrontational tone and brutal imagery, the song has become a popular hip-hop anthem, and is regarded as one of E-40's most enduring tracks.
Line by Line Meaning
I stay drunker than a pirate, call me Blackbeard
I drink a lot, just like a pirate. You can even call me Blackbeard.
Stick a fork in him, he done, he ain't seared
He's done, he's finished, he can't take it anymore.
These nerds be actin' hella weird and abnormal
Some people act strange and different, not in a good way.
bruh, they ain't wired right
They are not mentally or emotionally stable.
Maybe it's the steroids in the food and they appetite
Perhaps the chemicals in the food they eat make them act crazy.
My scrilla stretch like cellulite, shittin' on 'em, baby wipes
Money comes to me in big amounts like cellulite, and I outshine everyone like a clean baby wiping out everything around.
It's scandalous in my region, gotta pack a peace pipe
There is a lot of trouble and danger where I live, so I carry a weapon.
Emirates airlines when I fly to Dubai, first class flights
I fly in luxury, with Emirates airlines, in first class, when I travel to Dubai.
It got a bar and a shower on the plane, that's hella tight
The plane has a bar and even a shower on it, which is pretty cool.
From the gamin' I been famous since I was a little kid
I have been famous since I was a child, because of my talent.
In my district, my soil, in California where I live
I am from California and I represent my district proudly.
Where your past can come back and haunt you
Your past can come back in a bad way and ruin your present.
it's karma, it's Murphy's Law
It's not just coincidence, but what goes around comes around.
Mouth full of spitters and hubba rocks in my jaws
I have drugs in my mouth, which I am using or selling.
With our sawed-off shotguns and semi-automatics put you up in the plastic
We have guns that can kill you instantly and hide your body in the plastic wrap.
Got no choice but to be a savage, it's madness and it's drastic
We have to be violent and ruthless, even though it's crazy and extreme.
In our district, where we grew up slangin' dope (hey)
We grew up selling drugs in our rough neighborhood.
The system was set up for us to choke (ayy, ayy)
The system does not work for us, but against us.
Have no choice but to be a savage, thirty poke out the fabric, uh
We have to be heartless and tough, carrying weapons and showing them off.
Drippin' and splashin', coulda bought it, we won't mind jackin', uh
We are wearing expensive clothes and jewelry that others may want to steal, but we don't care.
Niggas be actin' so I ride with a clip that's massive
People around me often act aggressively, so I carry a big gun magazine with me.
I be trippin', I'm active, wave the stick like we doin' magic
I am often high or drunk and act out aggressively, but it feels like I am performing magic with my weapon.
Niggas finessing choppers, Glockies, niggas, come get one
Some people are hustling and selling guns, and you can buy one.
Bitches undressin', what you doin'? I just need income
Women around me are taking their clothes off, but I am only interested in making money.
Big-ass pole like I'm Cardi B, watch me strip some
I have a big gun, like the rapper Cardi B, and I am not afraid to use it and make my opponents run.
Fuck all that talkin', come back where you got your bitch from
Don't talk too much, just come back where you come from and be prepared for a fight.
Don't play fair, big 40 came with a big drum
I am not going to be fair in this fight, and I brought a big gun and ammunition.
Dunkin', I'm air, watch your language, these bullets hit tons
I am agile and can move fast like a basketball player, and my bullets hurt a lot.
Thumbin' through hundreds, now I'm trippin' 'cause this bitch skip one
I am counting a lot of money, but I am upset because I found out that one hundred dollar bill is missing.
If I go down, keep it a hundred like I'm Big Pun (ayy)
If I get caught by the police and go to jail, I won't snitch or lie, I will keep it real, like the rapper Big Pun.
Wave the stick like I'm doin' magic, I be slidin' with ratchets
I am brandishing my gun like it's a wand, and I am always hanging out with tough, aggressive people who are also carrying weapons.
All in traffic let 'em have it then swing it like nothin' happened
I don't care if there are people around, I will shoot my gun, and then act like nothing happened.
Gang-gang brought the choppers, if he trippin', knock off a fraction
My gang has high-powered rifles, and if someone is causing trouble, we will kill or injure them.
I can't love 'em, just fuck 'em, get the scissors, cut off distractions
I don't have any feelings for women, I only have sex with them, and if they distract me, I will cut them off.
You just rappin', stop the cappin', I'm really past the infraction
You are just pretending to be tough in your rap lyrics, but I have had experience with illegal activities and I am not pretending.
Keep it ratchet but pull up with a bitch, fulfill my passion
I may act crazy and reckless sometimes, but I also spend time with women, as that is enjoyable to me.
I can't have it, keep the love and I really don't want compassion
I don't want anyone's love or sympathy, I just want success and money.
Bitch, I came up off the juugin'
I made a lot of money by selling drugs or other illegal activities.
plottin', hittin' the mansions, lil' nigga
I make plans and commit robberies on big, fancy houses.
I'm a goon with the spoon, I'll chip you off somethin' proper
I am skilled at using a spoon to prepare or consume drugs, and I can hurt someone with it if I need to.
Got kicks like I'm into soccer, I'll throw that thang in the water
I have a lot of sneakers like a soccer player, and I will dispose of my gun or drugs by throwing them in the water.
And add the soda, mix it up 'til it's harder
I am preparing drugs, by adding baking soda and heating it up to make it more concentrated.
The price is right like Bob Barker, they in a line like The Carter
My product is popular and in demand, and people are lining up to buy it.
I got 'em fiendin' and tweakin', my hoodlums and heathens
I have addicted people craving my drugs, and my associates are dangerous and immoral.
223 reasons to leave you leakin', choose one
I have many powerful firearms and many ways to hurt or kill someone, they just need to pick how they want to die.
I got a gun that'll knock a nose off a elephant, I'm relevant
My gun is powerful and can even kill an elephant, and that makes me important and respected.
Fuck celibate, I'll sell a bitch if I have to, if I must
I won't stay single and refrain from sexual activities, I will even exploit a woman to make money, if I need to.
I don't put my trust in no hoe, bitch, my mama all I trust
I don't trust women, I only trust my mother.
She ain't gon' snitch, I promise you
My mother will not reveal any information or betray me to the police, I am sure of that.
She ain't gon' throw me under the bus
My mother will not hurt me or put me in danger.
She ain't gon' miss and I'm promisin' you, my nigga, she a bust
My mother is reliable and won't miss her target, I assure you, my friend.
All my life I had it rough, I ain't never been powder puff
I have had a difficult life, and I have never been weak or passive.
Never been a weenie, I'll disappear you like genie
I have never been a coward, and I can make you disappear like magic.
With a 14-Mini-Henny, untraceable, no identity
I have a small, powerful gun and alcohol, both of which cannot be traced back to me.
Better hope that you're kin to me, don't want me to be your enemy, bitch
You better be related to me, or you don't want me as your enemy.
Fresh on the beat, so you know that shit slaps
This song is new and modern, and you can tell that it's very good.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Anthony Jacob Evaro, Earl T Stevens
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