E.S.G., or Cedric Hill as he was born, is a rapper from Houston, Texas (although he was born in Louisiana and moved to Houston later in life) who played a key role in the development of Houston’s ‘Chopped And Screwed’ sound alongside DJ Screw in the mid to late ’90s, beginning with his debut LP “Oceans Of Funk” in 1994. The more popular songs from this album were repackaged with new songs and released as a faux-sophomore effort by Perrion Entertainment in 1995, as the landmark “Sailin’ Da South”. This album contained several radio-friendly, summery tracks, none moreso than Swangin’ & Bangin’, which was also re-worked (or “screwed”) by close friend DJ Screw. Both the original track and its slowed down alter-ego cemented Hill’s place as a mainstay in the burgeoning Houston rap scene and also the wider southern rap movement.
E.S.G. spent several years in jail following an incident in which his partner was shot dead in a home invasion. E.S.G. returned fire and killed the intruder (“Nigga broke in my crib, shot my partner in the head, so I grab my chopper left a bitch nigga dead”). He was subsequently charged with first degree murder and was incarcerated before beating the charge. “Sailin’ Da South” was released and gained him notoriety while he was on lock.
He was then released and increased his workrate, releasing Return Of The Living Dead shortly after in 1998. He is an original member of Screwed Up Click, the group formed by the late DJ Screw.
E.S.G. is known for having ongoing beef with other Houston rappers, namely Slim Thug, whom Hill claims cut him out of a potential deal, and also Lil’ Flip, for reasons less publicly documented (“Had Flip under my wing, Slim Thug too, and both them niggaz switch like some homosexuals do”).
E.S.G. is married and has a son and a daughter. His father died from complications related to Auto Immune Deficiency Syndrome / Human Immunodeficiency Virus during E’s childhood in Bogalusa, Louisiana (“Then my daddy died, he had full blown AIDS, he was tootin’ up, then that nigga started shootin’ up”). This left E with his uncle as his primary male role model during his youth (“Uncle started recruitin’ us, he was hustlin’ crack, it’s safe to say I was born in the trap”).
In the early ’90s, he moved from Bogalusa to nearby Lafayette, Louisiana, while attending USL (University of Southern Louisiana), before again moving to Houston, Texas, where he made his name as a rapper (“Sold my first thirty Gs, game’s gettin’ deeper, moved to H-Town ‘cause the bricks were cheaper”).
Comin Down
E.S.G. Lyrics
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(Maan), huh that's muddy baby Southside
What's up Pat, (know I'm saying) ha 2000 and 3
We still in here I see you Screw, peep this
E.S.G. and P-A-T, doing it like a Screw reunion
We up before the sunrise, this paper we persuing
So tell me what you doing clown, you can't hold us down
Smelling like a pound, spitting verbs and nouns
Before you score a touchdown, I'ma knock you out of
Bounds
17 rounds hold up now, watch me take your town over
Can they mess with Cedric Sosa, is Bobby Brown sober
Hell naw I'ma ball, like Donovan McNabb
Come down in H-Town, I'll show you how to ride slab
Southside mash, watch us come down
Everytime we pass, glass rolling round
Be about your cash, never slow down
Who is S.U.C., I bet they know now (tell em fool)
I came a long way from Grey Tapes, your boys been
Cowards
E.S.G., P-A-T Southside twin towers
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
It's the big pimp, called F-A to the T
Come to Houston Texas, if you wanna see me
Back in '93, niggaz use to diss me
Because I'm rolling faster see, with that C.B
But I popped up in 9-5, on my strive
7-Deuce Impalas, what nigga let me ride
Coming down slow, with my bubble lights on
Crawling down slow, when I'm riding on chrome
Chrome disc covers, what's up motherfuckers
I'm burning out the lot, and a nigga sliding rubber
Holding on my glock, and I'm ready to let it happen
Cause Fat Pat coming through, naw I ain't capping
Bout to let it rip, rolling mothership
We bout to take a flip, (Southside is the shit)
(What you doing Pat), I'm bending corners
It's the big pimp, blowing on marijuana (huh)
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
Southside, (watch us come down)
Do you love the Southside, (watch us come down)
It's bout the South, (watch us come down)
S-O-U-T-H-S-I-D-E, (watch us come down)
Southside where I reside, I hold it up with pride
My 22's glide, fuck that fake Gucci inside
I prefer some buck hide, whenever the Boss ride
Me and Slim connected, I ain't forget about my side
Now the S is for the Southside, or the syrup we be
Sipping
The O is for them big fat, ounces we be flipping
I ain't tripping, the U's for undisputed underground
The T's for thinking thoed, last H hold it down
Now dog see you ain't tripping, E and Pat just great
This album hit the sto' I'ma make sho, his son get his
Check
And I won't lose respect, for nobody down with me
2000 and 3, come down with Pat and E.S.G. let's ride
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house
E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)
So close your mouth, about to clown
(We coming down, down-down)
Man I wrecked that
The song "Comin Down" by E.S.G. featuring P.A.T. is a celebration of Southern hip-hop and H-Town (Houston), the home of the Screwed Up Click (S.U.C.). E.S.G. and P.A.T. rap about their success and independence, and their love for their city and the South in general. They boast about their skills and their ability to take over any town they go to, while also acknowledging their roots and the history of Southern rap.
The first verse starts with E.S.G. and P.A.T. talking about their success and independence, and their perseverance in the face of opposition. They rap about their ability to make money and be successful on their own terms, and about their love for their city and Southern rap in general. They also reference DJ Screw, a legendary Houston producer and DJ, and the Screwed Up Click, a group of rappers from Houston that DJ Screw helped bring to prominence. They talk about their desire to be successful nationwide and underground, and their determination to keep pushing no matter what.
The second verse is mostly taken up by P.A.T., who raps about his own success and his history in the rap game. He talks about being dissed by other rappers early in his career, but overcoming that to become a success. He also references his use of a C.B. radio to communicate with other rappers and fans, a common practice in the early days of Southern rap. He talks about his cars and his love for chrome rims, and his readiness to defend himself with a gun if necessary.
Overall, "Comin Down" is a celebration of Southern hip-hop and Houston specifically, and an expression of pride in the success and independence of E.S.G. and P.A.T.
Line by Line Meaning
Say-say-say P-A-T, come taste this right here
E.S.G. is inviting P-A-T to come try his weed.
What's up Pat, (know I'm saying) ha 2000 and 3 We still in here
E.S.G. and P-A-T are still around and making music together in 2003.
We up before the sunrise, this paper we persuing
E.S.G. and P-A-T are hardworking and dedicated to making money.
Smelling like a pound, spitting verbs and nouns
E.S.G. and P-A-T have been smoking a lot of weed and are now rapping with skill and precision.
Before you score a touchdown, I'ma knock you out of
Bounds
E.S.G. is saying that he will prevent his competition from succeeding.
Can they mess with Cedric Sosa, is Bobby Brown sober
E.S.G. is wondering if anyone can match his talent, and also making a joke about Bobby Brown's past drug use.
Hell naw I'ma ball, like Donovan McNabb
E.S.G. is comparing his success to that of popular NFL player Donovan McNabb.
Southside mash, watch us come down
E.S.G. is telling listeners to watch as he and P-A-T show off their style in Houston's Southside.
Everytime we pass, glass rolling round
When E.S.G. and P-A-T drive by, their car windows are down and their music is blasting.
Be about your cash, never slow down
E.S.G. advises listeners to focus on making money and never give up or slow down.
I came a long way from Grey Tapes, your boys been
Cowards
E.S.G. has come a long way from selling his music on cassette tapes, but some of his peers have been too scared to follow his footsteps.
E.S.G., P-A-T Southside twin towers
E.S.G. and P-A-T are the undisputed titans of Houston's Southside hip-hop scene.
It's the big pimp, called F-A to the T
P-A-T refers to himself as a big player, using his initials F-A-T in a humorous way.
Back in '93, niggaz use to diss me
P-A-T faced criticism from others in the music industry back in 1993.
Chrome disc covers, what's up motherfuckers
I'm burning out the lot, and a nigga sliding rubber
P-A-T is showing off his fancy car accessories and driving skills.
Now dog see you ain't tripping, E and Pat just great
E.S.G. and P-A-T are confident in their abilities and are not worried about any haters.
This album hit the sto' I'ma make sho, his son get his
Check
E.S.G. promises to make sure that P-A-T's son gets paid for their collaboration on the album.
And I won't lose respect, for nobody down with me
E.S.G. values loyalty and will always respect those who stand by him.
2000 and 3, come down with Pat and E.S.G. let's ride
E.S.G. and P-A-T invite listeners to join them for a ride and enjoy their music.
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Written by: CURTIS MATHEW KIRKWOOD
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@mrjohnson6871
Fat Pat is a top 10 southern artist without question! Dat boi wrecked shit💯 Much love to E.S.G another legend from the S.U.C.
@RobertTaylor-ix6yt
H town music my favorite, I from Longview Texas I been listening to Screw, Esg, Fat Pat, Lil Keke, Zro, DJ Screw, from Houston Texas to East Texas
@P71ScrewHead
Bro, much love for you n all other Screw Heads maan.. But it don't stop there, SPM, K-RINO, K-RUGER, MR 3 2, Juan Gotti, n probly forgetting 50 others..lol Too much talent up in here.. ;)
@roadkingryder3280
They just don't make music like this anymore ,still banging years later
@guillermorosalez9796
P0
@cazedit8439
They actually do
@AznKjn
2022 now I’m in Corpus Christi still jammin’
@angelcuellar3951
Still jammin
806-Lubbock-TX
In my Fat Pat voice,
"We comin Down, Down, Doown"
@shahammadkennedy7105
2021 still holding
@matthewtaylor4749
Man esg must have got a unreleased verse from Fat pat they killed this I still bump this in 2021.