Anthony Forte was born March 2, 1968 and grew up in San Francisco's Fillmore District. He has a twin sister. He has a son as well as three daughters.
Right after high school, 4-Tay made his debut on the Too Short album Life Is...Too Short. He was later convicted on drug charges and served ten months in prison. Upon his release from prison he released his debut album Rappin' 4-Tay Is Back in 1991, and followed up in 1994 with Don't Fight the Feelin', which included the hits "Playaz Club" (which sampled the song "Private Number" by William Bell and Judy Clay and hit number 36 on the Billboard Hot 100), the "Dank Season" featuring Seff Tha Gaffla, and "I'll Be Around" (which hit number 39 on the US Hot 100, number 59 in Australia, and number one in New Zealand).
In 1995, two Rappin' 4-Tay songs—"Problems" and "A Message for Your Mind"—were featured on the Dangerous Minds soundtrack. "A Message For Your Mind" sampled "I Want You Back" by The Jackson 5.
Rappin' 4-Tay's mainstream success has been scarce since then, but he was featured on 2Pac's All Eyez on Me album on the track "Only God Can Judge Me" in 1996 and Master P's West Coast Bad Boyz II compilation in 1997. 4-Tay was also an original member of Bay Area supergroup T.W.D.Y. in 1999.
In 2003 Rappin' 4-Tay released the album Gangsta Gumbo with the single "Burning, Burning", followed up by the album That's What You Thought in 2007. In 2010 He was featured on R&B Artist E. Broussard's song titled Big Game Droppin'.
He was featured on the song "My Alphabets" on fellow Bay Area rap veteran Mac Dre's 2004 album The Genie of the Lamp. Dec 06 2011 Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40 and Playalitical collaborated on a song entitled "Bounce It Like a Bad Check" which was featured on the Political Playboy Music album released by Playalitical. In 2012 Rappin' 4-Tay collaborated on the song "Picture a Nigga" with Lil' Gang$ta, as well as helping with his debut album.
In 2013, he headlined the main stage of Seattle Hempfest with artists Ditch, Tony Tag, Brian Meyers and more.
In May 2014, he appeared with E Bone415 in a music video about Alcatraz Island.
Dank Season
Rappin' 4-Tay Lyrics
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Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
For 1994, Tay is in this muthafucka
An' I could never be a silly stupid ass sucka
Busta, it runs in the family
Shakin' 'em, breakin' em, takin' em like a vet from the bay, G
Seff the Gaffla that's my nigga were persuin' this
Giggalo, giggalo G, boy you're doin' this, beat
So let me kick a verse about that shit called chronic
Don't try to play it stupid 'cause I know you up on it
You probably just rolled you one, probably just smoked you one
Callin' up the hooker play the ho for another one
Late night hustlin' in the projects, O.C.
My brothers in the dark an' were way past OD
Just flipped my money, feelin' good and I'm cheesin'
Seff'll hook you up or put you up on the season
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
Rappin' 4-Tay, what's up with these foo's
Actin' like ho's when these niggas know the rules
So I'm about to flow, an' let these niggas know
About the why, the be, the G, it ain't easy being me, so
Break down the dank, roll it up with the quickness
Pass me a lighter so I can cure my sickness
How many hits does it take to make you stop?
How many tapes does it take to make you pop?
Go ahead an' tell me 'cause I really wanna know
Smokin' ind-e-o with my nigga Rappin' 4
Never beat around the bush I'm gettin' straight to the point
After every meal I fire up a dank joint
Gettin' high as a bird, a bald head eagle
Man I can't wait until they make dank legal
That'll be the day that'll probably be the end
Loungin' in the Mo smokin' dank drinkin' gin
Kinda like a rocker but I live in the ghetto
I got you hangin' on so you better not let go
Have a seat, what cha see, dank in your cup
Gain your composure while a nigga fire up
I smoke dank daily to the point that I'm lazy
Every day I smoke a half a quarter, can't faze me
You know who I am, so go ahead and jam
Fire up the dank while you let the tape slam, damn
I feel hella good for some reason
Got a nigga cheesin'
Indo's in season
Humboldt-Kelly all the way to the bay
Ragtop Productions with my homie Frankie J
Hooked a nigga up when he heard a nigga flow
Anotha platinum hit with the nigga Rappin' 4
And oh, you didn't know, I coulda told ya
You ain't got five on the dank that I hold ya
Ran out of Zags, get some more from the corner store
Seff the Gaffla, nineteen ninety Rappin' 4
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
Break a, break a twenty sack down to two joints
And fuck all that other shit niggas gettin' to the point
Pass me a baggie so I can empty the sack
I feel the bass in the back, if you can hang get the contact
'Cause niggas twistin' more than just your average dank smoker
Me an' my homies we blaze this shit we gets ova
An everyday routine if you fakin' with your paper
Call up my nigga 'cause he clockin' on this pager
Sticky, sticky green, oh no, I can't fade the brown leaf
Nothin' does it better than that potent ass indo weed
Keepin' my composure plus this douja's got me coughin'
And if one of these niggas don't pass the blunt I might go off
An' snatch it up an' smash it up an' puff it till it's outta there
You say you spent twenty dollars but ask me if I care
Now I got the munchies, need some cookin' from my boo
But she's out with her potters they in the cut smokin' dank too
Seems that everybody's smokin' plenty marijuana
But don't let that be the reason you're caught up in some drama
From slippin' and trippin' this lip until you're stuck
Sucka Free City niggas know what's up, what's up
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
Now pass that muthafucka up on the left hand side, man
Giggalo what's up G?
What's up boy?
You know I'm still just chokin' smokin' same old thing
Ain't nothing changed
Yeah, I'ma send this one out to all the dank smokers out there
It's all good baby boy
It's the dank season
And let the chronic be the muthafuckin' reason
We up out this muthafucka for 1994
Me and Seff the Gaffla, it's like that G
Here we are
That's real
And don't forget, it's the dank season
The song Dank Season by Rappin' 4-Tay is an ode to smoking marijuana, which was becoming more and more popular in the early 90s. The chorus of the song tells us that it is "the dank season” of 1994, and that “everyone's smoking chronic.” The song features Seff the Gaffla, who helped produce some of the beats for the song. According to the lyrics, Rappin' 4-Tay smokes so much marijuana that it has become a part of his daily routine, and he goes on to express his love for the drug and how it makes him feel.
Rappin' 4-Tay also takes a moment to address those who may judge him for his love of marijuana, stating that he "could never be a silly stupid ass sucka/Busta." He effectively tells them that it is his choice to smoke it and that he enjoys it. He also mentions the importance of not getting caught up in any drama related to smoking marijuana, and instead, he suggests that everyone just enjoys the high. Overall, the song Dank Season is a celebration of smoking marijuana and the effect it has on people.
Line by Line Meaning
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety four
It's the time of year for smoking high-quality marijuana in 1994.
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the reason
Everyone is smoking high-quality marijuana, regardless of why they started.
It must be pleasin' man it's dank season
People must enjoy smoking high-quality marijuana because it's the time of year for it.
An' I could never be a silly stupid ass sucka
I would never be foolish enough to ignore the opportunity to smoke high-quality marijuana.
Shakin' 'em, breakin' em, takin' em like a vet from the bay, G
I handle my business with marijuana like a seasoned professional.
So let me kick a verse about that shit called chronic
Let me rap a verse about high-quality marijuana.
Don't try to play it stupid 'cause I know you up on it
Don't pretend you don't know about high-quality marijuana because I know you do.
Late night hustlin' in the projects, O.C.
I sell marijuana in the housing projects of Orange County late at night.
My brothers in the dark an' were way past OD
My friends are in the dark and overdosed on marijuana.
Just flipped my money, feelin' good and I'm cheesin'
I just made a profit selling marijuana and I'm feeling happy.
Seff’ll hook you up or put you up on the season
Seff can provide you with high-quality marijuana or tell you more about the experience of enjoying it.
Actin' like ho's when these niggas know the rules
Some people are behaving poorly even though they know the appropriate way to act when using marijuana.
Gettin' high as a bird, a bald head eagle
Getting very high on marijuana, to the extent that it feels like flying like a bald eagle.
Man I can't wait until they make dank legal
I am eagerly waiting for laws to change so that high-quality marijuana can be used legally.
Ran out of Zags, get some more from the corner store
I ran out of rolling papers to make joints, and I need to buy more from a nearby store.
Break a, break a twenty sack down to two joints
Divide a $20 container of marijuana into two joints.
And fuck all that other shit niggas gettin' to the point
I don't have time for other things, I'm focused on smoking marijuana.
Pass me a baggie so I can empty the sack
Give me a plastic bag so I can empty the container of marijuana.
An everyday routine if you fakin' with your paper
Smoking marijuana is a routine activity if you can afford it.
Sticky, sticky green, oh no, I can't fade the brown leaf
I prefer high-quality green marijuana and don't like brown low-quality marijuana.
Me an' my homies we blaze this shit we gets ova
My friends and I smoke high-quality marijuana until we feel its effects.
Sucka Free City niggas know what's up, what's up
People from Sucka Free City know what's going on with high-quality marijuana.
Now pass that muthafucka up on the left hand side, man
Pass the joint to the person on the left side so they can smoke it.
It's all good baby boy
Everything is fine and going smoothly.
And don't forget, it's the dank season
Remember that it's the time of year for smoking high-quality marijuana.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANTHONY FORTE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Rev Goodgame
Used to slap this in.H.S. with house speakers in the trunk..With the Walkman tape deck...On the way to work at the mall..Oh the leggs and thighs....1 luv Tay.Met him in person cool dude..
Re Lui
I grew up with this stuff, I still listen to it in 2021
Dmoney Ali
man this a bad ass tape
Gusto B
Yep its classic bay area west coast game spit beats
oliverrando
a bad ass tape no its not
Enrique Ontiveros
Seff killed it
RK Woods
Baseline is hella nice
Danny Eskalante
Damn love this GANGSTA SHIZZ SONG.. OOWEE.. Memories my Boyz!! Lol
Silence Records
best shit ever!
Benji Mack
its dank season in Canada 2018