Sadat X debuted with Brand Nubian in 1989, with the release of their debut single Brand Nubian b/w Feels So Good. The group's debut album, One For All, was released in late 1990, featuring the singles All For One, Wake Up and Slow Down. The album was widely acclaimed, inspired by the teachings of the Nation of Islam, similar to many groups of the era, including X-Clan, Public Enemy and Poor Righteous Teachers. One For All is now considered a classic hip hop album, and was awarded a 5 Mic rating from popular magazine The Source. Brand Nubian returned in 1993 with the album In God We Trust, which featured the hit single Punks Jump Up To Get Beat Down. Sadat received a bit of controversy following the song's release, due to alleged homophobic content. Following the mixed reviews from the group's third album, 1994's Everything is Everything, Brand Nubian split up to pursue solo endeavors. In 1996, Sadat released his first solo effort, Wild Cowboys. The album featured production from Pete Rock, Da Beatminerz, Diamond D, Showbiz and Buckwild, as well as a pair of hit singles, Hang 'Em High and The Lump Lump, the former charting on the Billboard Hot 100. Sadat reunited with original Brand Nubian members Grand Puba, Lord Jamar and DJ Alamo for a reunion album, Foundation, released in late 1998. The album was well-received, and featured the crossover hit Don't Let it Go to Your Head. After the album, Brand Nubian broke up once again for solo endeavors. In 1999, Sadat made possibly his most famous guest appearance with Common, dropping a verse on the single "1-9-9-9", from the Rawkus Records compilation Soundbombing 2. Sadat released an EP in )2000, titled The State of New York vs. Derek Murphy, which featured the single Ka-Ching. Brand Nubian reunited once again in 2004, for the release of the album Fire in the Hole. The album was seen as a disappointment, and the group split again for solo albums. Sadat released his second full length album, Experience & Education, in 2005, featuring production from Diamond D, DJ Spinna and Minnesota. On December 22, 2005, Sadat was arrested in Harlem and charged with criminal possession of a weapon, reckless endangerment and resisting arrest. On October 3, 2006, Female Fun Music released Sadat's third full-length album Black October.
Sadat is involved in teaching children. Has worked as an elementary school teacher in New Rochelle, New York. Qualified as a firefighter in New Rochelle, New York. Coaches children's basketball for the New York City Basketball League. He also played point guard for the Howard University basketball team.
On March 23, 2010, Sadat X released Wild Cowboys II, the long-awaited sequel to his 1996 solo debut Wild Cowboys, on Fat Beats Records. The album featured several guest appearances from Ill Bill, Kurupt, A.G., Brand Nubian, Rhymefest and others, with production from Pete Rock, Diamond D, Buckwild, Sir Jinx and others. On February 23, 2010, he released an EP, containing five songs from the album and their complementary instrumentals, which is currently available at any music store. The first single from the album is Turn It Up which features, and is produced by, Pete Rock. A music video for the song premiered on March 12, 2010, which contains cameo appearances from different New York veteran rappers.
On July 4, 2011, Sadat X released No Features produced by Will Tell.
Ka-Ching
Sadat X Lyrics
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I know ya bitches like mink and classy things
Holdin' karats by ya ear with ya prepaid rings
Gettin' called by a thug nigga flippin' them things
Talkin' to ya how he want cause he think he a king
This shit swing right next to his pocket, ka-ching
Took ya in and out of town, show that ass some things
Wrap ya body up in glass, call ya Miss Bling Bling
Ka-ching ching
Yo on the real, yo the ho is a freak
Gave me head in the car, I mean right in the street
And if ya don't believe me then ask my niggas ya meet
Live up on my block, sell pussy for free
It don't smell, if it did I was high of the drink
Intoxication is a fuck if my dick could think
He'd probably tell me...slow down
New York is ho town
Close ya pants nigga or ya might go down
Fuck a hole through ya condom now ya ass got a child
Now ya know that ain't cha' style
Don't want to claim it, move away a hundred miles
Called for child support and that ass blew trial
Stressed out thinkin' what cha' gonna do now
Gray tones growin' with a sharper tone than Al's
Saxophone nigga blowin' money by the notes
Stickin' us to get paid, I'm bustin' seeds in they throat
Ya gets no fur on ya coat if you ain't hustle this coke
Jigga said it ain't a thing, KA-CHING, it ain't a joke
It'll make ya grab ya totes and be out and reload
And me, a business man, like to see my money grow
And motherfuck a ho, I ain't trickin' no dough
They haters with vibrators, they don't want to see me though
[Chorus]
Lay out broads with the haze, lay out for two days
Might tease the adventure
See me freaked out with two chicks smashin' em' out
Like a nigga had two dicks
And the breeze done shook all the leaves off the trees
Leads to homicide with the suit jacket
Who want the keys in the tight package
I walkin' past the park with Spark
That's in the plain clothes harassin' the same niggas
And smashin' the same hoes
My lil' son Sammie hold the weasel
Behind the phone booth and the wall is the teasil
With em' up, we gon' live like ghetto stars, how we are
We gon' fuck with all the broads and drink shit out the bar
We gon' snatch a bitch too, throw em' in back of the car
Money boss be a force
Blast a gun in exhaust
I don't want it no more, who had they coat and they ring on the fourth floor
Yeah, let's get these broads and get the fuck outta here
[Chorus]
I got pussy on my mind
But gotta keep it on the grind
Track the wrong bitch, lusted for a life of crime
Gotta sign, got the blind
That's why I fuck em' feed em'
Duck em' leave em'
Then act like I don't need em'
Because I don't need em'
They all lyin' so you can't believe em'
Fuckin' scandalous and they so conceited
They make a nigga heart stop breathin'
She whorin' every time he snorin'
Fuck a nigga where he sleepin'
That's why Trey gon' change the game
Fuck a bitch, fuck a slut, fuck a whore be about cha' caine
Ka-ching and don't forget cha' change
Something to spin when ya tipsy
And ya tip over in the Range Rover
Ride it into October
Fuck it, ya lived once plus the end is comin' closer
[Chorus]
The lyrics to Sadat X's song Ka-Ching talk about the negative and toxic cycle of relationships between men and women where women are objectified and used for their bodies and material things, while the men revel in their power and status as pimps and drug dealers. The chorus sets the tone for the rest of the song, as it talks about how women are seen as commodities or possessions to be flaunted and used by men who have money and power. The lyrics go on to describe how the singer exploits and objectifies women, treating them as disposable and interchangeable, while at the same time being proud of his ability to get them to do what he wants through his money and power. The song speaks to a larger societal issue about how women are often dehumanized and reduced to their physical attributes, leading to a damaging cycle of exploitation and abuse.
Overall, the song Ka-Ching highlights the negative and destructive nature of relationships based solely on money and power. It shows how these relationships are often toxic and damaging to both men and women involved, perpetuating harmful cycles of violence and objectification. The song is a commentary on how society often prioritizes wealth and status above all else, leading to a culture where women are treated as disposable and men are encouraged to revel in their dominance and control.
Line by Line Meaning
I know ya bitches like mink and classy things
I understand that you women enjoy expensive items such as mink fur and luxurious things.
Holdin' karats by ya ear with ya prepaid rings
You are wearing diamond earrings and a cheap ring that you have already paid for.
Gettin' called by a thug nigga flippin' them things
You are receiving phone calls from a criminal who is involved in selling illegal goods.
Talkin' to ya how he want cause he think he a king
He speaks to you disrespectfully because he believes himself to be a ruler.
This shit swing right next to his pocket, ka-ching
The success and wealth he gains from illegal activities fills up his pockets with money, ka-ching.
Took ya in and out of town, show that ass some things
He has taken you to different places and shown you new experiences, mostly related to materialistic pleasures.
Wrap ya body up in glass, call ya Miss Bling Bling
You have adorned yourself with expensive jewelry and call yourself 'Miss Bling Bling'
Now tell ya friends about that cause it don't mean a thing
Share details about your superficial materialistic exploits with your friends, even though it is meaningless.
Yo on the real, yo the ho is a freak
Honestly speaking, the woman in question is quite promiscuous.
Gave me head in the car, I mean right in the street
She performed oral sex on me in a car, that too on a public street.
And if ya don't believe me then ask my niggas ya meet
If you need confirmation about what I'm saying, you can ask my friends whom you meet.
Live up on my block, sell pussy for free
There are prostitutes living in my neighborhood who provide their services for no charge.
Intoxication is a fuck if my dick could think
If my penis were capable of thought, it would call my state of drunkenness meaningless.
He'd probably tell me...slow down
It would probably advise me to stop and slow down.
New York is ho town
New York City is known for being a city with a high number of prostitutes.
Close ya pants nigga or ya might go down
Zip up your pants, or you might get into trouble.
Now ya know that ain't cha' style
You are aware that such behavior is not in line with your usual style or values.
Stressed out thinkin' what cha' gonna do now
Feeling anxious and worried about what to do next in the given situation.
Gray tones growin' with a sharper tone than Al's
Feeling more and more stressed, with the level of anxiety increasing with each passing day.
Saxophone nigga blowin' money by the notes
A musician playing a saxophone and spending money as fast as he earns it.
Stickin' us to get paid, I'm bustin' seeds in they throat
Working hard to earn money and make a living, often by indulging in morally questionable or illegal activities.
Ya gets no fur on ya coat if you ain't hustle this coke
You cannot afford luxuries if you are not involved in the coke trade and hustling to earn money.
Jigga said it ain't a thing, KA-CHING, it ain't a joke
Jigga, or Jay-Z, has said that making money is easy, KA-CHING, and it is not a joke.
It'll make ya grab ya totes and be out and reload
The easy money made in the coke trade will inspire you to grab your bags and leave, ready for a new load and new money.
And me, a business man, like to see my money grow
I consider myself a businessman and enjoy seeing my wealth increase.
And motherfuck a ho, I ain't trickin' no dough
I don't care about prostitutes and I'm not wasting my money on them.
They haters with vibrators, they don't want to see me though
Prostitutes are envious of my success and don't want to see me do well.
Lay out broads with the haze, lay out for two days
Spending time with women and getting high with them for two whole days.
Might tease the adventure
Teasing the idea of embarking on a new adventure.
See me freaked out with two chicks smashin' em' out
Witness me indulging in group sex with two women.
Like a nigga had two dicks
Enjoying the experience as if I had two penises instead of one.
And the breeze done shook all the leaves off the trees
Strong wind has caused the leaves to fall off the trees.
Leads to homicide with the suit jacket
This act ends up being dangerous, leading to a homicide and bloodstains on the suit jacket.
Who want the keys in the tight package
Who is interested in the bag with the valuable items?
I walkin' past the park with Spark
Walking past the park with my friend Spark.
That's in the plain clothes harassin' the same niggas
Plainclothes police officers are causing trouble for the same individuals.
And smashin' the same hoes
Having sex with the same prostitutes.
My lil' son Sammie hold the weasel
My young son, Sammie, is holding the gun.
Behind the phone booth and the wall is the teasil
Hiding behind the phone booth with a gun in hand, ready to attack.
With em' up, we gon' live like ghetto stars, how we are
Robbing people and holding them up, we will live like ghetto stars, owning luxurious items from the stolen money.
We gon' snatch a bitch too, throw em' in back of the car
We plan on kidnapping a prostitute and forcing them into the backseat of our car.
Money boss be a force
Having power and control over money.
Blast a gun in exhaust
Discharge a firearm into the exhaust pipe.
I don't want it no more, who had they coat and they ring on the fourth floor
I don't want to be part of the illicit activities anymore, but who has the stolen coat and ring on the fourth floor?
Yeah, let's get these broads and get the fuck outta here
Let's take these prostitutes and leave the area quickly.
I got pussy on my mind
I am thinking about engaging in sexual activities.
But gotta keep it on the grind
But I must focus on my work and responsibilities.
Track the wrong bitch, lusted for a life of crime
You have followed the wrong woman and have now become enamored with the criminal lifestyle.
Gotta sign, got the blind
You have to sign documents without reading them, blindly agreeing to terms and conditions.
That's why I fuck em' feed em'
That is why I have sex with them, and then provide them with food.
Duck em' leave em'
After having sex and feeding them, I leave without getting too attached to them.
Then act like I don't need em'
I pretend like I have no use for them after leaving them.
Because I don't need em'
In reality, I don't need them in my life.
They all lyin' so you can't believe em'
All of the prostitutes are liars, so don't believe anything they say.
Fuckin' scandalous and they so conceited
They are deceitful and full of themselves.
They make a nigga heart stop breathin'
They can evoke a strong emotional response and make one's heart skip a beat.
She whorin' every time he snorin'
She is engaging in sexual activities with other men while her partner is snoring.
Fuck a nigga where he sleepin'
Sleeping men are not safe from the sexual exploits of prostitutes.
That's why Trey gon' change the game
That's why I am going to shake things up and change the way things are done.
Fuck a bitch, fuck a slut, fuck a whore be about cha' caine
Don't get involved with women, be about your money and the coke trade.
Ka-ching and don't forget cha' change
Make money, and don't forget about your profits.
Something to spin when ya tipsy
Something to spend when you are drunk.
And ya tip over in the Range Rover
And when you are too drunk and your car tips over.
Ride it into October
Keep going and making money until the end of the year.
Fuck it, ya lived once plus the end is comin' closer
Live life without hesitation and enjoy it, because death is fast approaching.
Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: B. TWEEDY, D. MURPHY, E. FAISON, MARK RICHARDSON
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