Lo-Key was a group founded by Lance Alexander and Tony "Prof T" Tolbert, st… Read Full Bio ↴Lo-Key was a group founded by Lance Alexander and Tony "Prof T" Tolbert, staff writers signed to Flyte Time Productions, respectively. Originally from Kansas City, Missouri, Lance and Prof T were in a band called 'Grand Jury' before moving to Minneapolis. During a seminar that was attended by Jimmy 'Jam' Harris, the duo was able to get their demo to the producer, which led to a songwriting deal.
Affectionately known as the "B-team," Lance & Tony went on to pen songs for Alexander O'Neal, New Edition, and other artists that came to Flyte Tyme looking for songs. After solidifying their place in the studio as up & coming producers and songwriters, the ambitious pair put together the Lo-Key project. The first album "Where Dey At?" was named after a dig at a Jamaican studio owner who signed Lance to a 'slave' contract before his Flyte Tyme deal and owed him money and kept his Masters. Although amongst music circles the group was lauded, Lo-Key never reached Platinum or Gold status, due to corporate restructuring and political maneuvering at A&M records. Performances were kept at a minimum, due to the grooming of Lance & Tony as producers. After the sale of the Perspective imprint, Tony became A&R for a while at the new Flyte Tyme Records, and Lance went on to form his own label, "Baby Honey Records", with music promoter B-Rich, which is based out of Atlanta, as well as the Baby Honey Recording studio. The only group signed to Baby Honey Records was V.I.P., a trio vocal group from Minneapolis. The rest of Lo-Key disbanded.
Lance Alexander discovered the R&B group 'Next' while working as a staff writer at Flyte Tyme Productions. Initially, the pair brought the group, who was known at the time as 'Straight 4ward,' into the Flyte Tyme studios to cut demos and after pitching the group to Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis, the Producers passed on the project. After performing at an annual black music seminar in Minneapolis, Naughty by Nature's DJ Kay Gee discovered the group and signed them to a recording contract. Lance wrote the B-side "Butta Love" to the million selling single "Too Close". The group was renamed Next. Lo-Key was influenced heavily by Con Funk shun, and also by old school R&B acts.
Affectionately known as the "B-team," Lance & Tony went on to pen songs for Alexander O'Neal, New Edition, and other artists that came to Flyte Tyme looking for songs. After solidifying their place in the studio as up & coming producers and songwriters, the ambitious pair put together the Lo-Key project. The first album "Where Dey At?" was named after a dig at a Jamaican studio owner who signed Lance to a 'slave' contract before his Flyte Tyme deal and owed him money and kept his Masters. Although amongst music circles the group was lauded, Lo-Key never reached Platinum or Gold status, due to corporate restructuring and political maneuvering at A&M records. Performances were kept at a minimum, due to the grooming of Lance & Tony as producers. After the sale of the Perspective imprint, Tony became A&R for a while at the new Flyte Tyme Records, and Lance went on to form his own label, "Baby Honey Records", with music promoter B-Rich, which is based out of Atlanta, as well as the Baby Honey Recording studio. The only group signed to Baby Honey Records was V.I.P., a trio vocal group from Minneapolis. The rest of Lo-Key disbanded.
Lance Alexander discovered the R&B group 'Next' while working as a staff writer at Flyte Tyme Productions. Initially, the pair brought the group, who was known at the time as 'Straight 4ward,' into the Flyte Tyme studios to cut demos and after pitching the group to Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis, the Producers passed on the project. After performing at an annual black music seminar in Minneapolis, Naughty by Nature's DJ Kay Gee discovered the group and signed them to a recording contract. Lance wrote the B-side "Butta Love" to the million selling single "Too Close". The group was renamed Next. Lo-Key was influenced heavily by Con Funk shun, and also by old school R&B acts.
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Lo-Key Lyrics
Lyrics:
Lo'Key Tha YG Welcome
Welcome to California
Where they damn near got a liquor store on every corner
And youz a gonna , if ya mis-represent
Better Act like you got some sense
or start coughing up some cents
Dollars, everything for these street scholars
Go around educat'n wit tha street knowledge
Part 2 for those who gets the rules and the regulations
I see they panicking, and they shak'n
Tryna to figure out, should have gone a different route
Should have learned the in's and out's
I know you heard what cali's bout
Not just palm trees, bomb weed
Hollywood scene,
It's the culture representing the B's & C's
And Brown Pride
Disrespect and we all ride
This be the west side, left side
With crazy nights, sunshine
But we still dodging one time
Get your's cause I gotz mine, Welcome!
Chorus:
Welcome to the wild, Wild West
You make it in these streets my brutha
Then ya blessed
Cause it's hard times, don't be fooled by the sunshine
The mirage will lead ya so blindWest side! (repeat)
So roger dat, we know many like to copy cat
But never like to holla back, what's up wit dat?
You love the style and the fashion we classic
Doing our thang up in traffic yeah we hazardous
It's the Coast that does the most, coughing off the Smokey, smoke
Off that Cali artichoke but on a different note
Let me explain how it really go
Some people pay these hoods just to play a roll to shoot they video
Some get trap by these scandalous hoes
Many travel miles to get exposed, just to get exposed
Or end up on that TMZ, or caught slip'n by my niggaz rolling hella deep off in these streets
Theres rules to this and I ain't new to this, I'm born and bread
So go ahead and make due wit this
As you enter in the fornia, just know a young brutha tried to warn ya.Welcome!
(Repeat Chorus)
I know it's a great place to visit, so exquisite with the palm trees and beautiful women
But don't get sucked in, when you celebrate it all ends
So tread lightly around these parts man
And some really don't give a damn
Bout yo status, bout yo talent, cough it up
We gotz to have it, it's the mind set
Using hand gestures for the dialect,
What set we rep, disrespect, you wet nigga!
It can go that way, event at you show that day
So be cautious in the golden state
Where even light weights walk around wit heavy weight
Under estimate will only be yo first mistake
It's rules to this and I ain't new to this, I'm born and bread
So go ahead and make due wit this
As you enter in the fornia, just know a young brutha tried to warn ya.Welcome!
(Repeat chorus 2 times)
End
Lo'Key Tha YG Welcome
Welcome to California
Where they damn near got a liquor store on every corner
And youz a gonna , if ya mis-represent
Better Act like you got some sense
or start coughing up some cents
Dollars, everything for these street scholars
Go around educat'n wit tha street knowledge
I see they panicking, and they shak'n
Tryna to figure out, should have gone a different route
Should have learned the in's and out's
I know you heard what cali's bout
Not just palm trees, bomb weed
Hollywood scene,
It's the culture representing the B's & C's
And Brown Pride
Disrespect and we all ride
This be the west side, left side
With crazy nights, sunshine
But we still dodging one time
Get your's cause I gotz mine, Welcome!
Chorus:
Welcome to the wild, Wild West
You make it in these streets my brutha
Then ya blessed
Cause it's hard times, don't be fooled by the sunshine
The mirage will lead ya so blindWest side! (repeat)
So roger dat, we know many like to copy cat
But never like to holla back, what's up wit dat?
You love the style and the fashion we classic
Doing our thang up in traffic yeah we hazardous
It's the Coast that does the most, coughing off the Smokey, smoke
Off that Cali artichoke but on a different note
Let me explain how it really go
Some people pay these hoods just to play a roll to shoot they video
Some get trap by these scandalous hoes
Many travel miles to get exposed, just to get exposed
Or end up on that TMZ, or caught slip'n by my niggaz rolling hella deep off in these streets
Theres rules to this and I ain't new to this, I'm born and bread
So go ahead and make due wit this
As you enter in the fornia, just know a young brutha tried to warn ya.Welcome!
(Repeat Chorus)
I know it's a great place to visit, so exquisite with the palm trees and beautiful women
But don't get sucked in, when you celebrate it all ends
So tread lightly around these parts man
And some really don't give a damn
Bout yo status, bout yo talent, cough it up
We gotz to have it, it's the mind set
Using hand gestures for the dialect,
What set we rep, disrespect, you wet nigga!
It can go that way, event at you show that day
So be cautious in the golden state
Where even light weights walk around wit heavy weight
Under estimate will only be yo first mistake
It's rules to this and I ain't new to this, I'm born and bread
So go ahead and make due wit this
As you enter in the fornia, just know a young brutha tried to warn ya.Welcome!
(Repeat chorus 2 times)
End
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MARY BROWN, NICOLE RENEE HARRIS, REZ SAFINA
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