1°/ US Rapper
2°/ Hard… Read Full Bio ↴There are at least 4 artists names Roscoe.
1°/ US Rapper
2°/ Hardcore Punk band from california
3°/ Belgian Art Rock band
4°/ UK Metal solo artist
1°/ Roscoe (born David Williams in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) is a West Coast rapper from Hawthorne, California. He is also a younger brother of Tha Dogg Pound member Kurupt. Roscoe was only 15 when he rapped on his first track, Roscoe was introduced to the rap industry by his brother, Tha Dogg Pound MC and former Death Row Records associate Kurupt. A native of Philadelphia, Roscoe was ten years old when he flew to California to watch his brother lay down tracks for Tha Dogg Pound's debut album Dogg Food. Inspired by what he saw, he soon began to regularly meet with Kurupt on the road and in the studio, soaking in the West Coast beats while practicing his rapping skills. Debuting on his brother's Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha, producer Daz was impressed by the young MC and helped him put together his first mixtape, 2001's When the Pain Inflict. Drawing favorable reviews from the underground circuit, Roscoe signed with Priority to release his debut album, Young Roscoe Philaphornia. With help from seasoned producers like Organized Noize, Soopafly, and DJ Quik, the album was recorded and scheduled for release in 2002 but was pushed back for release until mid-2003. He recently released his second album I Luv Cali in May 2006.
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2°/ Roscoe is also the name of a hardcore punk band from california. The band came together by the members of Epitaph record's Osker. The Drummer at the time, Matt, took on duties of vocals, and let Dave take a stab at the drums. Devon remained playing his instrument as he does in Osker. Their only record, "Rock and Roll Takes It's Toll" was released by Aggravated Music who has also released memebers of Roscoe's other projects (Fingers Cut, Megamachine! and the upcoming Black Heatthrobs.) For more information on this short-lived/annual band, please visit: www.aggravatedmusic.com
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3°/ A belgian art rock band is also called Roscoe. Please visit http://roscoe.be for further details.
Debut album 'Cracks' now out on Pias Recordings.
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4°/ A UK based solo project also goes by the name of Roscoe. This project mostly concentrates on metal styles of music.
Get Low
Roscoe Lyrics
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'Cause I can't even hear myself, nigga
Whoa, Y.A
Taa Daa Dow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you a hustler, let's get doe
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you a hustler, let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
I'll ride with my brothas, die with my brothas
Drive by pull a homicide with my brothas
We fight amongst each other, but we ride together
And soak up all the game that Gotti tells us
Like let's get low, flip that whole
If one of us gets signed we split that dough
Catch me in the kitchen thousand grammer
I keep it flippin', need more arm and hammer
I can cook and ship and I'm good with numbers
I'm the one they run to when they coke start crumblin'
Gimme that work watch how quick I twerk it
Gimme a bird and I'll flip it to a turkey
Y.g. Ya heard me on the block servin'
Everybody says that my momma don't deserve me
Go get the word out, I gotta bird house
With a hole in the wall so I serve out
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you a hustler, let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you a hustler, let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
Let's go get 'em, let's go chop 'em
Let's go hit 'em, let's go rob 'em
Pockets gettin low, that's a fa sho' problem
Heater ready to blow problem solver
Chromed out forty-fo' mag revolver
Guaranteed not to leave a track if I off him
Next thing you know, back to coffin
Smoke a nigga like a Zig Zag now I'm coughin'
Two to his neck, two to his noggin'
Didn't touch his vest, I left his head throbbin'
Red beam out, shots ring out
Get away car while my lead streams out
Guerilla in the mist so my tires peel out
A heehaw with alist, who's next to cross out
Dealing with the gift to flip and rip this
Bizzle in this bitch! (Bizzle in this bitch!)
Whoa!
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you a hustler, let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you a hustler, let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
My vocabulary hereditary and legendary, hittin' hard like a secondary
I know it's hard but disregard my commissary
Cuz I'ma murderer clip inserter no commentary (no commentary)
Ha, yeah and one bird will get my momma off 53rd
And everythang be everythang
My momma nerves is bad, she don't want me servin that
She heard me rap and told me to work with that
So I racked up my soldiers headed to tha battlefield
The real survive the fake shake like rattles will
Light up tha block just like a candle will
Voted most likely as to handle steel, that's why I handle steel
I gotta plan to build buildings in the hood
For all tha innocent children living in the hood
I ain't a bad person snatching purses acting worthless
Cracking the surface with an accurate verse
AWOL, headed back to the block to the first spot
Where I can get fronted an 8-Ball's
Block livin', cop ditchin', the clock tickin'
Tock tickin' pop the clip in the plot thickens
Shots lickin', stop trippin' the rocks hidden
My Glocks glisten and whistle for my pot to piss in
I'm in an awkward position, quixotic and persistent
I rock it with precision, my squad on a mission
Demolition men of vision with semi's any sippin'
Crop deficiency, watchin' my enemies penny pinchin'
Positively not in the city only robbin'
Squabbin', survivin', maintainin' striving and gang robbery
So rida, slangin' snow powda
Whoa partner, Scoe Gostra
I'm so proppa, I won't drop my dope for no coppa
Calidro copper, Calico poppa
Metallic coat rocker, staticy Scoe shocker
Block-a-wear tucked in my Roc-A-Wear
Get caught slippin' not aware and you're out there
Now everytime you see me I'll always got my Y.A. Ridaz there
Youth Authority, true loyalty spit watery
No blows hit split rip and chipped arteries
Triple X Atari, Sweats and Ferrari's
Y.a.-warty, we came to party
Y'all niggas hardly half of this army
We all G's and hustlas and car thieves
Quick to start beef
Trizzle, Y-Gizzle, Scoe-Mack and Bizzle
Yeah we back in bizzle my nizzle
We all lifted, we all gifted, we all splifted
At the bar or stilary artillery lifted
The song "Get Low" by Roscoe is a powerful gangsta rap that highlights the tough life of hustlers, soldiers, and other gang members living in hostile environments. The opening lines of the song "Turn me up something, nigga, 'cause I can't even hear myself, nigga" sets the tone for what is to come in the song. Roscoe is imploring the sound engineer to turn up the volume and create an intense atmosphere that matches the grit, danger, and intensity of the lyrics. The song then goes on to describe the life of gang members who are always on the move, always hustling, and always ready to ride or die. Roscoe emphasizes the importance of keeping it gangsta, regardless of what situations arise, and encourages his listeners to stick together and form a strong bond with their fellow soldiers.
The verses of the song explore the themes of loyalty, brotherhood, and camaraderie among gang members. Roscoe raps about how he is always ready to ride with his brothas, die with them, and even commit homicide for them. He also touches on the harsh realities of the drug game, detailing how he can cook and ship cocaine with ease, and how he is the one everyone runs to when their coke starts crumbling. Although the lyrics are raw and unapologetic, Roscoe also expresses a desire to make something of himself and his community. He raps about wanting to build buildings in the hood for innocent children who are trapped in poverty and despair.
Overall, "Get Low" is a song that paints a picture of the harsh realities of gang life in America. It is gritty, intense, and unflinching in its portrayal of the danger, violence, and desperation that many young men face on a daily basis.
Line by Line Meaning
Turn me up somethin, nigga
Increase the volume of the music because I can hardly hear it.
'Cause I can't even hear myself, nigga
The music is too low for me to hear myself rap.
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If you are willing to ride with me, let's go and get in trouble.
If you a hustler, let's get doe
If you are a hustler, let's get this money.
If you a soldier, let's get low
If you are a soldier, let's keep a low profile.
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go
But always remain loyal and true to the gangsta culture.
I'll ride with my brothas, die with my brothas
I will stick with my fellow gang members and stay united till death.
Drive by pull a homicide with my brothas
I will commit murder with my fellow gang member while in the vehicle.
Like let's get low, flip that whole
Let's get low profile and sell our whole inventory for profit.
If one of us gets signed we split that dough
If one of us gets a record deal, we divide the money equally among ourselves.
Catch me in the kitchen thousand grammer
I am cooking up a large quantity of drugs in the kitchen.
I can cook and ship and I'm good with numbers
I have the skills to prepare and deliver drugs and maintain the records of the profit and loss.
Gimme that work watch how quick I twerk it
Give me the drugs, and I will sell them quickly for a profit.
Gimme a bird and I'll flip it to a turkey
Give me drugs, and I will convert it into a more expensive drug.
Everybody says that my momma don't deserve me
People think that I am a bad influence and my mother doesn't deserve to have me as a son.
Let's go get 'em, let's go chop 'em
Let's go and physically harm someone.
Pockets gettin low, that's a fa sho' problem
If I am running out of money, it could lead to serious issues.
Guaranteed not to leave a track if I off him
I can commit murder without leaving any evidence behind.
Red beam out, shots ring out
I am targeting someone with my gun, and the shots will ring out after I pull the trigger.
Get away car while my lead streams out
I will run away in a car while my bullets are hitting the target.
Demolition men of vision with semi's any sippin'
We have a clear plan and goal and are always armed with deadly weapons.
We came to party
We are here to have fun and celebrate our gangsta lifestyle.
Lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: David Brown
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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