1) rapper from Mobb Deep
2) group fronted by Todd Duane and Lale Larsen
3) 90s teenage rapper
4) 70s powerpop from Minnesota
5) US progressive/power metal
6) lounge jazz, alias of Miki Litvak
7) 90s US metal
8) US rapper in The Dominion
1) Albert Johnson (born November 2, 1974 in Bradford, Brooklyn, New York and died on June 20, 2017 in Las Vegas), better known by his stage name Prodigy, was a member of the hip hop duo Mobb Deep. Prodigy worked as a solo artist since the early 2000s. He was born to parents of Ethiopian and Jamaican descent. Prodigy was born with sickle cell anemia and suffered from the disease throughout his life. Propelled to awareness partially by fellow Queens, New York rapper Nas, who took a similar approach lyrically on his championed "Illmatic" album from 1994, as well as with the aid of a successful single, "Shook Ones Pt. 2," Mobb Deep suddenly found themselves developing a quickly growing cult. A year later, in 1996, Prodigy and Havoc released "Hell on Earth"; debuting at number six on SoundScan, the album found them fully realizing their approach, dropping both evocative beats and cinematic rhymes that communicated the dark side of New York's urban landscape. Thanks to a grim video for "Hell on Earth (Front Lines)" and theatrical Scarface-like photos inside the CD booklet picturing the duo with guns and a mound of cocaine, Mobb Deep had created an elaborate image for themselves that took hardcore gangsta rap to a new level for East Coast hip hop. Their next release, "Murda Muzik", was heavily bootlegged while still in its demo stage, leaking rough versions of the nearly 30 songs the duo had recorded onto the streets and over the internet.
Months after the bootlegs leaked and after several pushed-back street dates, "Murda Muzik" was formally released, debuting at number three on the Billboard charts and quickly going platinum on the strength of "Quiet Storm," a song that epitomized the Mobb Deep style. The album was welcomed by critics, who again lauded the group's lucid cinematics, driven primarily by Havoc's production. In late 2000, Prodigy finally released his long-rumoured solo album, "H.N.I.C.", which saw the more lyrically gifted member of the group collaborating with outside producers such as The Alchemist and Rockwilder on tracks that didn't depart far from the trademark sullen Mobb Deep style. Their follow-up, "Infamy", was the duo’s last album for Loud, distributed by Columbia Records and was, for some, a disappointment lyrically and musically, while others praised it as amongst the best rap albums of the year. Loud was absorbed by its new distributor shortly afterwards.
Mobb Deep then signed with Jive, under a unique deal that gave the duo its own imprint, Infamous Records, and released "Amerika'z Nightmare", a very uneven effort, which featured production by The Alchemist and Lil' Jon. However, despite a successful single that featured a Thomas Dolby sample. The duo was not happy with Jive, and were let go at its request. The duo took a hiatus afterwards and came back in 2006, signing to 50 Cent’s Interscope/Universal-distributed G-Unit imprint. Their well-hyped "Blood Money" was a failure from the money side when compared to fellow label mates like 50 Cent, Young Buck and Lloyd Banks. Some accused the duo of selling out, with their beats and rhymes not up-to-par with previous efforts on Loud.
He completed work on his third solo album "H.N.I.C. Part 2", which was previewed on his official mixtape "The Return of the Mac" on the independent label Koch Records. The mixtape single and mixtape video are called "Mac 10 Handle," and it shows Prodigy once again reverting to his trademark braids that he had prior to the release of Mobb Deep's 2004 "Amerika'z Nightmare" album; different from the short fade he had from 2004 to 2006. "H.N.I.C. Pt. 2 was released through Voxonic Inc., of which Prodigy is an equity holder.
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Littles
Prodigy Lyrics
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Down in the hood nigga
You know how we do it in QB man
Let these niggas know how we got up, word
Yo, my first whip in the ghetto
I was poppin' off 14 years old had older
Broads droppin' drawers
But I'm chasin' ones
Surrounded by these snakes and
These faceless slums
Can't trust nobody, no friends, no one
'Cause it'll be your own friends
In the hands of guns
How you think a nigga feel
When a nigga can't sleep
Knowin' your own friends plottin' on
Your neck and sleeves
P, you showed me love so it's vice-versa
You and Hav
Ya'll the reason why my life ain't over
Littles, best of the blocks
Best of the ghetto
Y'all seen me when I pop up
Hood and black metal
Yo we rep NYC, who was fuckin' with QB
Nothin', we invincible you're simple
Me and Killa would converse on how we could
Capitalise off our street anthems, damn
I wish my nigga was here to enjoy the fruit
I spill my beer in memory of you
It's love nigga
I came to the hood, you showed me love nigga
Treated me like blood, your soldier thunn
So in return I'mma follow
Through with our plans
Shocked the industry and showed 'em
How our companies ran we went from
Crack sales to Infamous records and films
These other niggas got garbage for real
And that's why we stand in
A class of our own
We got it locked, helmed and very well sung
The lyrics to Prodigy's song "Littles" reflect on the experiences and journey of the artist in the QB (Queensbridge) neighborhood of New York City. The song begins with Littles being urged to share their story of how they rose up in the hood.
In the first paragraph, Littles reminisces about his early days in the ghetto. At only 14 years old, he already had a car and was involved with older women. He admits to skipping school and being immersed in a dangerous environment, surrounded by snakes and faceless slums. Littles emphasizes the lack of trust among friends, as they could easily turn on each other. Prodigy's contribution to the narrative is mentioned, how he showed him love and offered him support, keeping him alive and giving him hope.
The second paragraph highlights the pride Littles feels for his neighborhood, QB, and New York City as a whole. Littles declares that no one can compete with QB, and he and Killa have discussions on how to capitalize on their street anthems. He expresses his regret that his friend, who is no longer alive, is not here to see their success. Littles pours out some beer in his memory, symbolizing his love and respect for their friendship. He acknowledges their shared bond and loyalty, stating that he will fulfill the plans they made together. They went from selling crack to starting Infamous records and films, while other artists produce inferior music.
In the final paragraph, the lyrics assert that Prodigy and Littles are in a class of their own, dominating the industry with their unique style and talent. They have achieved success and control, with a firm grip on their position. The lines imply that their music is of higher quality compared to others, who are criticized for producing garbage. The lyrics conclude by emphasizing their strong presence and influence, suggesting that their achievements are well-known and respected.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo Littles man tell them niggas how we got
Hey, Littles, explain to these guys our journey and how we achieved success
Down in the hood nigga
In the tough neighborhood, my friend
You know how we do it in QB man
You're aware of our ways in Queensbridge, right?
Let these niggas know how we got up, word
Make sure these guys understand our rise to the top, you know?
Yo, my first whip in the ghetto
Back in the hood, my first car
I was poppin' off 14 years old had older
I was making moves at just 14, hanging with older folks
Broads droppin' drawers
Girls taking off their clothes
I'm supposed to be in school
I should have been in class
But I'm chasin' ones
But I'm chasing money
Surrounded by these snakes and
Around me are deceitful people
These faceless slums
The grim and anonymous streets
Can't trust nobody, no friends, no one
I can't trust anyone, not even friends
'Cause it'll be your own friends
Because sometimes your own friends
In the hands of guns
Are the ones wielding guns against you
How you think a nigga feel
How do you think I feel
When a nigga can't sleep
When I can't even find peace at night
Knowin' your own friends plottin' on
Aware that your own friends are scheming
Your neck and sleeves
To harm you physically
P, you showed me love so it's vice-versa
Prodigy, you supported me, so I reciprocate
You and Hav
You and Havoc
Ya'll the reason why my life ain't over
You guys are the reason I'm still alive
Littles, best of the blocks
Littles, the most respected in the neighborhood
Best of the ghetto
Most influential in the tough area
Y'all seen me when I pop up
You witnessed my success when I appeared
Hood and black metal
Representing the streets and the music genre
Yo we rep NYC, who was fuckin' with QB
We represent New York City, nobody could mess with Queensbridge
Nothin', we invincible you're simple
Nothing can touch us, we are unbeatable while you're basic
Me and Killa would converse on how we could
Me and Killa would discuss how we could
Capitalise off our street anthems, damn
Make the most of our popular songs about life in the streets, damn
I wish my nigga was here to enjoy the fruit
I wish my friend was alive to experience our success
I spill my beer in memory of you
I pour out my beer as a tribute to you
It's love nigga
It's all about love, my friend
I came to the hood, you showed me love nigga
I returned to the neighborhood, and you treated me with love, my friend
Treated me like blood, your soldier thunn
You treated me like family, your loyal soldier
So in return I'mma follow
So, in return, I will do as you say
Through with our plans
Committed to our shared goals
Shocked the industry and showed 'em
Surprised the music industry and demonstrated to them
How our companies ran we went from
The success of our enterprises, from
Crack sales to Infamous records and films
Selling drugs to establishing successful record labels and movie production
These other niggas got garbage for real
These other guys have truly terrible work
And that's why we stand in
And that's why we're at the top
A class of our own
In a league of our own
We got it locked, helmed and very well sung
We have complete control and are highly skilled in what we do
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@chiroudepeul8493
2023 and still , the greatest prodigy , from Algeria 🇩🇿🤝
@warrencave1620
Wow this is gunna be on repeat for a month minimum. Whoever produced this ......enough said ....P killed it as always
@warrencave1620
HAHA Exactly. i hope uve heard return of the mac
@valeriansalad6904
***** yea, I like Take It To the Top.
@EL_Rey77
Alchemist the GOAT
@thankulogan
@@EL_Rey77 Produced by Chaze
@gorkillah1
Chaze GT
@TheOregonducksbaby1
Prodigy Hook & verse on repeat forever . RIP Thunny
@randomaxe7746
YES!
@ianmoran2419
Still bang this!! Definition of a hood classic...rhymes,beat, video..everyting!!!