Rehab was originally formed as a trio: Steaknife, Danny Alexander, and Brooks Buford. Early on, they released their first album "To Whom It May Consume" produced by Steaknife and Brooks Buford. Soon after, Epic/Sony offered a record deal.
Rehab's major label debut, Southern Discomfort, hit stores in October 2000. With band members Danny Alexander and Brooks, hailing from the city of Warner Robins, south of Macon, Georgia (they dedicated a song to their hometown called "This Town"). Their debut album starts with a skit of them breaking out of a rehabilitation facility. The album went on to sell over 140,000 units, and produced such hits as "Sittin' At A Bar", "It Don't Matter" (Modern Rock Top 20), "Rattle My Cage", and featured such guests as Cee-Lo, Goodie Mob, Steaknife, and Cody Chestnutt.
After 2 years on the road supporting the Vans Warped Tour and playing with bands such as Linkin Park, Danny called it quits over a difference in creative view points.
On July 12, 2005, Rehab re-emerged with a new album "Graffiti the World". The new Rehab was brought together by original band member Danny "Boone" Alexander. Joining him were longtime musicians Mike Hartnett on lead guitar, Hano Leathers on bass, Chris Hood on drums, Foz on rhythm guitar, and DJ Chris Crisis. An additional and unofficial member of the group, though, by the name of Demun Jones often steps in to perform the raps that Brooks once sang. The seven put together new tracks and re-worked old classics with help from local Atlanta producer Billy Hume.
Graffiti the World features the hits "What Do you Want From Me", "Graffiti The World","Last Tattoo" and "This Town" Danny Boone(a virtual musical tour of the groups hometown beginning in the 80's).
In 2008 Rehab decided to undergo a mini-tour focused in the southeast making stops in Georgia, Alabama, Carolina, Tennessee and Florida.
Brooks Buford, after the group's initial separation, went on to record several projects, Straight Outta Rehab, which was never released due to Artista going out of business. He is currently working on a follow-up album titled "Suspicious Package" as well as a side project with Ashley Alan-Lee and Tommy Henriksen called The Audio Club. In late 2005, Brooks went on to host the MTV series Trailer Fabulous and in 2006 the MTV International series "Bustamove".
Steaknife (Denny Campbell) was scheduled to release a CD under Priority Records but was later dropped from the label. Denny has stated that he wasn't very fond of these tracks. He has released an album with friend Lindsay Few titled "Trouble The Water" which is highly religion based. Denny is currently in the studio recording his first full length studio album tentatively titled "White Noize".
The "WhiteNoize" album produced by Steaknife (Denny Campbell and Soulful-I (Jared Adair)) has been released on their myspace page under the user name of "snowblindwhitenoize". Steaknife is currently working with Danny "Boone" Alexander and Brooks Buford, the original members of Rehab on a new album scheduled to come out sometime in April, as is Soulfuli on his own solo album called "Head high"
Universal Republic Records signed the Warner Robins mash-up group in May 2008 and will be releasing the band's 2005 independent release, Graffiti The World, later in the spring with 3 additional never-before-heard tracks.
A short west coast September tour with Pop Rock and Country crossover artist Kid Rock, and a new video release of their newly titled "Bartender song" formerly known as "Sittin at a bar" which was recorded with Country Superstar Hank Williams Jr.
Their newly released video can be found posted and played on CMT's Top 20 Countdown show staring Lance Smith and can also be found on MTV's website along with the brief overview and history of the band.
Storm Chaser
Rehab Lyrics
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Storm chasin and its gettin later
I used to love her now I hate her she's a brain raider
Fallin in a crater
Of lost memories
I'm so out of hand
I don't even fuck with me
I'm goin trippin drunk and slippin
Switchin prescriptions
Bangin a random hoe and itchin
I don't give a flyin feces
I ain't one with the human species
Slappin the nurse tryin to up my cc's
I fall apart
Take all my pain turn it into art
Blowin up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart
Fuck I'm surprised I got a deal
Every two hours I take a pill
That's where I'm at,
Its all surreal
I got imaginary friends
An imaginary life
An imaginary wife
And a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin
And I run away
From the light of day
I am not okay
My soul's a misery
I think I'm losin my mind
I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out
Trapped in a crack house full of doubt
I got guilt to the hilt
I fight tears and fears
Been out for ten years
Hit a big bump up off the mirror
Find me at www dot
I came to trouble you dot
Come here mothafucka take your best shot
Suicidal
Got a lot of demons to fight
I'll probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
I feel abused to lose the blues
I'll bring my booze
I'm in the who's who's
And dope fees and floozies in the land
Preparin for news
These niggas are never choosy
The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to my forehead
And I'm barely here
Look in the mirror every day and slowly disappear
Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career
Riddles I fear
Staggered out in the street for beer awww fuck it
And I run away
From the light of day
I am not okay
My soul's a misery
My heartbeat is racin
Even though I'm standin still I can't stop storm chasin
I stole a shell casing
So close to overdose that night the day hurts my eyes
Wishin my death to be a surprise
My life should be more
Than four walls and a floor
But that's all that is mine
God give me a sign
'Cause I'm tryin and dyin at the same time
I'm not hesitatin
Just waitin
Heck yeah comin with a flurry
And like the spice up in you throat
I get ya chokin like that curry
Somethin bout the police and them lights that get me worried
Made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry
Flyin from the spirits so I got a story
The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray
Its all a can still its filled with no glory
Top the killer red out at 2:30
And I run away
From the light of day
I am not okay
My soul's a misery
The song "Storm Chaser" by Rehab is filled with angst and pain, telling the story of a man who is struggling with addiction and is lost in his own mind. The first few lines of the song say, "And breathing's overrated, storm chasing and it's getting later." This sets the tone for the entire song, as the man is not living, but rather chasing something that he cannot catch. He is using drugs and having relationships with women to try and fill the void inside him, but nothing is working.
The lyrics paint a picture of a man who has lost his way and is spiraling out of control. He hates himself and the world around him, and he is not sure how to cope. He talks about taking pills every two hours and slapping a nurse who is trying to help him. He is suicidal and has a lot of demons to fight. He feels like he is disappearing and wants God to give him a sign. The song ends with the man saying he is not okay and his soul is a misery.
Line by Line Meaning
And breathin's overrated
Breathing is not worth doing or does not bring satisfaction
Storm chasin and its gettin later
Continuing to chase destructive behavior and time is running out
I used to love her now I hate her she's a brain raider
Referring to drugs as a former source of pleasure but now see them as destructive
Fallin in a crater
Spiraling down into a hole of lost memories and substance abuse
Of lost memories
Memories that have been forgotten due to the effects of drugs
I'm so out of hand
A state of chaos and loss of control
I don't even fuck with me
Does not like or appreciate oneself
I'm goin trippin drunk and slippin
Intending to use drugs while under the influence of alcohol
Sleepin in ditches
Sleeping in unconventional and uncomfortable places
Switchin prescriptions
Abusing different types of medication
Bangin a random hoe and itchin
Engaging in risky sexual behavior and experiencing negative side effects
I don't give a flyin feces
Does not care at all about consequences or others' opinions
I ain't one with the human species
Feeling disconnected from humanity
Slappin the nurse tryin to up my cc's
Acting out violently towards a caregiver to increase the dosage of medication
I fall apart
Experiencing severe mental and emotional distress
Take all my pain turn it into art
Finding inspiration in suffering and using it to create something meaningful
Blowin up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart
Engaging in destructive behavior and blaming it on something or someone else
Fuck I'm surprised I got a deal
Feeling undeserving of success or attention
Every two hours I take a pill
Using medication frequently and without proper medical guidance
That's where I'm at, Its all surreal
Feeling detached from reality
I got imaginary friends
Experiencing delusions and hallucinations
An imaginary life
Having a distorted perception of one's reality
An imaginary wife
Having a nonexistent spouse
And a real knife
Possessing a weapon that can do harm to oneself or others
Out of here by next weekend
Leaving soon and without a clear plan
Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin
Suffering from the effects of drug and alcohol abuse and feeling mentally unstable
From the light of day I am not okay My soul's a misery
Preferring to avoid daylight and mental state is deeply unhappy
I think I'm losin my mind
Experiencing severe mental instability
I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out
Being heavily under the influence of drugs and alcohol
Trapped in a crack house full of doubt
Feeling stuck in a place of addiction and uncertainty
I got guilt to the hilt
Carrying a heavy burden of regret and shame
I fight tears and fears
Struggling with strong emotions and anxieties
Been out for ten years
Having been using drugs for a long time
Hit a big bump up off the mirror
Experiencing a difficult obstacle or moment of clarity while looking at oneself in a mirror
Find me at www dot I came to trouble you dot
Reaching out for attention or aid to deal with personal issues
Suicidal
Feeling like ending one's own life
Got a lot of demons to fight
Struggling with personal demons (mental or emotional issues)
I'll probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
Considering suicide as a way to escape feelings of hopelessness
I feel abused to lose the blues
Feeling that using drugs is a means of coping with sadness and loss
I'll bring my booze
Bringing alcohol to deal with difficult emotions
I'm in the who's who's
Being well-known or famous in certain circles
And dope fees and floozies in the land
Being surrounded by drug users and promiscuous people
Preparin for news These niggas are never choosy
Anticipating trouble (possibly involving drugs) and the people involved don't care about the consequences
The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to my forehead
Feeling physical and emotional pain when faced with morning and a new day
And I'm barely here
Feeling disconnected from the present moment
Look in the mirror every day and slowly disappear
Experiencing a gradual loss of self and identity
Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career
Experiencing intense emotional turmoil in a short period of time
Riddles I fear
Feeling confused and uncertain
Staggered out in the street for beer awww fuck it
Searching for alcohol in a state of confusion and desperation
My heartbeat is racin Even though I'm standin still I can't stop storm chasin
Feeling mentally overwhelmed and unable to stop engaging in self-destructive behaviors
I stole a shell casing
Possessing a component of a firearm possibly for self-harm purposes
So close to overdose that night the day hurts my eyes
Almost experiencing a fatal overdose from drug use
Wishin my death to be a surprise
Thinking about death and possibly wanting it to happen spontaneously
My life should be more Than four walls and a floor But that's all that is mine
Feeling trapped in a limited and undesirable lifestyle
God give me a sign 'Cause I'm tryin and dyin at the same time
Asking for guidance and help because of the difficulty of the situation
I'm not hesitatin Just waitin
Being decisive and determined to follow through with a plan
Heck yeah comin with a flurry
Anticipating a strong reaction or response
And like the spice up in you throat I get ya chokin like that curry
Being intense or overwhelming in a way that is difficult to handle
Somethin bout the police and them lights that get me worried
Feeling anxious or threatened by the presence of law enforcement
Made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry
Escaping quickly from law enforcement
Flyin from the spirits so I got a story
Going on a wild journey fueled by drugs/alcohol and having an experience to tell
The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray
Acknowledging an influential person in one's life
Its all a can still its filled with no glory
Life is empty and unfulfilling, despite past successes
Top the killer red out at 2:30
Using drugs to numb emotional pain or fear
And I run away From the light of day I am not okay My soul's a misery
Avoiding confronting reality and facing personal problems because they are too difficult to handle
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Y, CAMERON F. GIPP, THOMAS DECARLO BURTON
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Shank Jones
And breathing's overrated, storm chasing and it's getting later
I used to lover her now I hate her, she's a brain raider
Falling in a crater, of lost memories
I'm so out of hand I don't even fuck with me
I'm goin' trippin', drunk and slippin', sleepin' in ditches
Switchin' prescriptions, bangin' a random hoe and itchin'
I don't give a flyin' faeces, I ain't one with the human species
Slappin' the nurse, tryin' to up my C-C's
I fall apart, take all my pain, turn it into art
Blowin' up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart
Fuck I'm surprised I got a deal, every two hours I take a pill
That's where I'm at, it's all surreal
I got imaginary friends, an imaginary life
An imaginary wife and a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin'
And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul's a misery
I think I'm losin' my mind
I'm whacked out, on jack and blacked out
Trapped in a crackhour full of d-d-d-d-d-doubt
I got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fears
Been out for ten years, hit a big bump off the mirror
Find me at www dot, I came to trouble you dot
Come here motherfucker, take your best shot
Suicidal, got a lot of demons to fight, I'll
Probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
I feel abused to lose the blues
I'll bring my booze, I'm in the who's who's
And dope fiends and floozies in the land
Preparing for news, these niggas are never choosy
The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the forehead
And I'm barely here
Look in the mirror everyday and slowly disappear
Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career
Riddle I fear
Staggered out in the street, fall off a cliff, fuck it
And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul's a misery
[Cee-Lo]
My heartbeat is racin'
Even though I'm standin' still I can't stop storm chasin'
I stole a shell casin'
So close to overdose the night and day hurts my eyes
Wishin' my death could be a surprise
My life should be more than four walls and a floor
But that's all that is mine, God, give me a sign
Cause I'm tryin' and dyin' at the same time
I'm not hesitatin', just waitin'
[Big Gipp]
Heck yeah, comin' with the flurry
And like the spice up in your throat I get ya chokin' like that curry
Somethin' bout the police and them lights that get me worried
Made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry
Flyin' from the spirits so I got a story
The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray
It's all I can do, still it's filled with no glory
Top the killer red out at 2:30
And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul's a misery
GothBoiDom
And breathin's overrated
Storm chasin and its gettin later
I used to love her now I hate her she's a brain raider
Fallin in a crater
Of lost memories
I'm so out of hand
I don't even fuck with me
I'm goin trippin drunk and slippin
Sleepin in ditches
Switchin prescriptions
Bangin a random hoe and itchin
I don't give a flyin feces
I ain't one with the human species
Slappin the nurse tryin to up my cc's
I fall apart
Take all my pain turn it into art
Blowin up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart
Fuck I'm surprised I got a deal
Every two hours I take a pill
That's where I'm at,
Its all surreal
I got imaginary friends
An imaginary life
An imaginary wife
And a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin
And I run away
From the light of day
I am not okay
My soul's a misery
I think I'm losin my mind
I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out
Trapped in a crack house full of doubt
I got guilt to the hilt
I fight tears and fears
Been out for ten years
Hit a big bump up off the mirror
Find me at www dot
I came to trouble you dot
Come here mothafucka take your best shot
Suicidal
Got a lot of demons to fight
I'll probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
I feel abused to lose the blues
I'll bring my booze
I'm in the who's who's
And dope fees and floozies in the land
Preparin for news
These niggas are never choosy
The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to my forehead
And I'm barely here
Look in the mirror every day and slowly disappear
Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career
Riddles I fear
Staggered out in the street for beer awww fuck it
And I run away
From the light of day
I am not okay
My soul's a misery
My heartbeat is racin
Even though I'm standin still I can't stop storm chasin
I stole a shell casing
So close to overdose that night the day hurts my eyes
Wishin my death to be a surprise
My life should be more
Than four walls and a floor
But that's all that is mine
God give me a sign
'Cause I'm tryin and dyin at the same time
I'm not hesitatin
Just waitin
Heck yeah comin with a flurry
And like the spice up in you throat
I get ya chokin like that curry
Somethin bout the police and them lights that get me worried
Made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry
Flyin from the spirits so I got a story
The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray
Its all a can still its filled with no glory
Top the killer red out at 2:30
And I run away
From the light of day
I am not okay
My soul's a misery
Soul Shakedown
Every two hours I take a pill
That's where I'm at,
Its all surreal
I got imaginary friends
An imaginary life
An imaginary wife
And a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin...
Sarah Beth
Twister be like: stage 5 clinger in the rotation.... def con 5!!!! <--- also known as the finger of God. #h4x0r5 (in other news, the 405 is a highway in SoCal. Also No Limit's 504 boys is where Dawn from Danity Kane is from)
1996 Twister be like:
"Have any of you ever seen a category five twister?"
"Only one of us."
* looks up at the ceiling to where Helen Hunt is
Ya know I got a titty twister in College Park at summer school when I was 13 that turned into a cyst and finally burst like 15 years later out of one of those little bumps you get around your nipple. There is still a tiny scar there. I still have no idea why dude just walked up to me and gave me the worst titty twister ever. Like what did adrenaline rush ever do to you?
In unrelated news, I still hate my mother for trying to send me to lil 5. Playdates are annoying. Is there anything more annoying than your parents trying to set you up with someone behind the scenes. It's like great now I have to hate you for the sheer principle of the matter. Lol wtf why me god
John Dees
Soundtrack to getting my shit together and off the needle... Couldn't listen to them for a long time after, over a decade (and a Master's and PhD later) later, this album is absolute genius
Mizzle420420
Congrats dude, that's badass, maybe one day
minustaco42 zero
I totally forgot how much i loved this album. This was one of my favorite songs along with miss Jones. I need to buy this album again.
gamerslockerslife
best album ever made
Graham Mason
super chill guys I've seen them 8 times live great stage presence and sick animated delivery!
Mizzle420420
Love this album, been rocking this since highschool
ChiCub83
Hands down 1 of the best Rehab tracks. Ear Worm
sherry mitchell
never get tired of it
Scott Goulet
One of my favorite albums ever. #IndieRaps
Bruceifer Lloyd
Agree