Heavy D was born Dwight Errington Myers on 24 May 1967 in Jamaica. His family moved to Mount Vernon, New York when he was a young child.
Heavy D & the Boyz were the first group signed to Uptown Records; their debut, Living Large, was released in 1987 (see 1987 in music). The album was a commercial success, though Big Tyme (1989, 1989 in music) was a breakthrough that included four hits. Trouble T. Roy died at age 22 in a stage accident on 15 July 1990 (see 1990 in music), which led to a tribute on the follow-up platinum album, Peaceful Journey (1991, 1991 in music). Pete Rock & CL Smooth created a tribute to Trouble T. Roy called "They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)" which is regarded as a hip-hop classic.
Heavy D & the Boyz gained more fans by appearing in the theme song for the television program In Living Color and also MADtv ,and Heavy D performed the rap on Michael Jackson's hit single "Jam." However, the group's next album, Blue Funk, was a critical and commercial failure compared to their previous success. Heavy D then began focusing on his acting, appearing in the television shows Roc and Living Single before returning the music charts with Nuttin' But Love (1994, 1994 in music). After appearing in the off-Broadway play Riff Raff at Circle Repertory Company, Heavy D returned to recording with the hit Waterbed Hev. He then acted in the motion pictures Life and The Cider House Rules before joining the cast of the television show Boston Public. In 1997, Heavy D collaborated with B.B. King on his duets album Deuces Wild rapping in the song "Keep It Coming." A new Heavy D & the Boyz album is slated for 2007.
Heavy D died on November 8, 2011 in Los Angeles, California, at the age of 44. He collapsed outside of his Beverly Hills home.
Here Comes The Heavster
Heavy D & The Boyz Lyrics
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Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uh, yeah, here we go, what
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
This one goes out to all those heads
Know what I'm sayin'?
Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan
Money earnin' Mount Vernon,
Here we go
Aye yo turn me loose I don't produce with no buttercup
Premier got the butter cuts, here comes that ol' rugged stuff
No room for no pitty-pat, petty kitty-kat rap
I jig em renege em or give 'em a dug 'em diggum smack
I seen you hangin' on ghetto blocks, tryin' to get ghetto props
You need to stop, you're just a ghetto flop
Here comes niggy-nack piggyback, knapsack sacky
Saki, classic like a Kawasaki, rough like Rocky
Sisters call me daddy, Puerto Ricans call me papi
You can't stop me
Uh, cause in these times of tough times
I'm coming with rough rhymes
Rugged beats I'm passin' time on satin sheets
And where I came from, some come from
Tryin' to dis the champion, numba' one, Don Gargon
Talkin' behind my back like they all that, they ain't halfa' that
Matter of fact, I'm the one who put the town on the map
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
Yeah, funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uh, yeah, well alright see'mon
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Yeah, yes, well alright see'mon
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Here comes the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow
I like to do bigger show, so I can get bigger dough
I hung out in crazy states, sit down and ate crazy steaks
In the morning time I wake up with a rhyme and some Corn Flakes
Rap is a stallion's job, hung out with Italian mobs
I been around the world with pretty girls and they credit cards
Around in the Source van, got paid when my horse ran
And despite the verdict, I'm still a Mike Tyson fan
In the trench I get ruff, on the stretch, I get vexed
Eddie F's on the set who's next to get wrecked
Mr. Sweeperman, time to do the sweep up
Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin' too much time with their feets up
Listen to it, this is how I do it
When I wreck a set rhymes float like fluid
Lord have mercy on those who curse me
You don't appreciate, neither-for you don't deserve me
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
Yeah, what? Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uh, talk about it alright yeah
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
Uh, yeah, well alright see'mon
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
So break it down
[Repeat: x8]
"So easy does it on the DL, the Heavster"
Didn't it make you sick when I went pop and I kept my props
And I blew up the spot and was large on your block
I know it did that's why you formed the committee
Of a bunch of itty bitty silly Milli Vanilli hillbilly niggies
Never mind all the chitter chat, 'cause I got a bigger bat
Step out of line again to get your jaw tapped
Don't try to play me for cream puff
Forgot I was big stuff, rough tough, and all that stuff, huh?
You jabber jaw junkie, rap tour flunky
Quick at the lip, but when you see me you flip like a monkey
It always amazes me, how some brother's faces be
Smilin' but behind your back they talk like an enemy
But I got a sharper blade, from here I see better days
Sittin' on my porch countin' loot drinkin' lemonade
Swingin' with the shy type, girl who's the fly type
The non-gettin' high type, that's how you know she's my type
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick
"Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
The song 'Here Comes The Heavster' by Heavy D & The Boyz is a classic hip-hop track that pays homage to the different boroughs of New York City. The lyrics of the song speak of Heavy D's confidence in his rap skills and ability to make a successful career in the music industry. Heavy D boasts his credibility as a rapper, pointing out that he has been in the game for a while and has seen many aspiring rappers fall by the wayside. The song is also about overcoming adversity, as Heavy D expresses his determination to succeed despite any obstacles that come his way.
The lyrics of the song use rhyming and wordplay to create a fun and engaging sound. The phrase "funk-funk flow" is repeated throughout the song, becoming a signature phrase of Heavy D's verses. The chorus of the song features the catchy line "tick tock tick, things are getting thick, here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick," which metaphorically speaks of Heavy D's rise to success and how it makes his detractors jealous.
Overall, 'Here Comes The Heavster' is a fun and confident hip-hop song that delivers enjoyable rhymes and a catchy beat.
Line by Line Meaning
Uh, yeah, here we go, what?
Let's get started
Funk funk flow, funk funk flow, here we go
We're about to have fun and flow with the rhythm
This one goes out to all those heads Know what I'm sayin'? Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan Money earnin' Mount Vernon, Can't forget the uptown Here we go
This song is dedicated to all those who know where we come from - the hood
Aye yo turn me loose I don't produce with no buttercup Premier got the butter cuts, here comes that ol' rugged stuff No room for no pitty-pat, petty kitty-kat rap I jig em renege em or give 'em a dug 'em diggum smack I seen you hangin' on ghetto blocks, tryin' to get ghetto props You need to stop, you're just a ghetto flop Here comes niggy-nack piggyback, knapsack sacky Saki, classic like a Kawasaki, rough like Rocky Sisters call me daddy, Puerto Ricans call me papi You can't stop me
I'm not into soft rap - I produce rugged beats and flow that come with the hard knock life of the ghetto. Those who think they can do better are just pretenders, and I'm here to set the record straight.
Uh, cause in these times of tough times I'm coming with rough rhymes Rugged beats I'm passin' time on satin sheets And where I came from, some come from Tryin' to dis the champion, numba' one, Don Gargon Talkin' behind my back like they all that, they ain't halfa' that Matter of fact, I'm the one who put the town on the map
My rhymes are raw, and I'm not afraid to speak the truth about how things really are in the ghetto. I've been around long enough to know who the real players are, and I'm not intimidated by anyone who tries to bring me down.
Tick tock tick, things are getting thick "Here comes the Heavster, and I know it makes you sick"
I'm coming in strong, and those who try to go against me will just have to deal with it.
Here comes the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow I like to do bigger show, so I can get bigger dough I hung out in crazy states, sit down and ate crazy steaks In the morning time I wake up with a rhyme and some Corn Flakes Rap is a stallion's job, hung out with Italian mobs I been around the world with pretty girls and they credit cards Around in the Source van, got paid when my horse ran And despite the verdict, I'm still a Mike Tyson fan In the trench I get ruff, on the stretch, I get vexed Eddie F's on the set who's next to get wrecked Mr. Sweeperman, time to do the sweep up Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin' too much time with their feets up Listen to it, this is how I do it When I wreck a set rhymes float like fluid Lord have mercy on those who curse me You don't appreciate, neither-for you don't deserve me
I've been all over the world and have seen it all. My rap style is unique and goes beyond borders. Some may try to bring me down, but I'm still standing and have come out on top.
So break it down
Now let's slow things down and get into the details
"So easy does it on the DL, the Heavster"
I'm keeping things low-key and under the radar, but I'm still here and doing my thing.
Didn't it make you sick when I went pop and I kept my props And I blew up the spot and was large on your block I know it did that's why you formed the committee Of a bunch of itty bitty silly Milli Vanilli hillbilly niggies Never mind all the chitter chat, 'cause I got a bigger bat Step out of line again to get your jaw tapped Don't try to play me for cream puff Forgot I was big stuff, rough tough, and all that stuff, huh?
I'm not just a one-hit wonder, and despite all the hate, I'm still standing and thriving. Those who try to bring me down are just wasting their time.
You jabber jaw junkie, rap tour flunky Quick at the lip, but when you see me you flip like a monkey It always amazes me, how some brother's faces be Smilin' but behind your back they talk like an enemy But I got a sharper blade, from here I see better days Sittin' on my porch countin' loot drinkin' lemonade Swingin' with the shy type, girl who's the fly type The non-gettin' high type, that's how you know she's my type
I'm not impressed by those who talk big but can't back it up. I have a good sense of who's real and who's fake, and I surround myself with those who truly matter.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GEORGE GERSHWIN, IRA GERSHWIN, CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN, DWIGHT MYERS
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