In 1994, his first track was titled "Still Caught Up", which earned a nomination for Best Rap Recording at the 1996 Juno Awards. He was also nominated for another Juno of the same award in 2000 for "Money Or Love". In 2001, Saukrates produced the track "Uh-Huh" for Redman's Malpractice album, and appeared on a track called "Enjoy Da Ride". He also did a track called "Fine Line" for the soundtrack to Method Man and Redman's How High movie. In 2002, Saukrates teamed up with fellow Canadian producer Agile from BrassMunk to produce the track "Heaven" for Nas' God's Son and it featured Jully Black.
Canadian hip hop artists have had a hard time getting established south of the border, and Saukrates is no exception. In 1996, he was signed to Warner Bros. Records. Unfortunately for Saukrates, Warner dropped him in 1998, which was one year before his debut album The Underground Tapes was released to critical acclaim. By the year 2000, Saukrates reached another big deal with Def Jam and Gilla House Records (owned by Redman). Eventually, Saukrates was dropped by Def Jam because he was no longer considered a priority, however he remained with Gilla House. As of 2006, Saukrates is still looking to sign with a major record label.
On November 19, 2006, he performed "Promiscuous" with Nelly Furtado at halftime show of the 94th Grey Cup (the CFL championship game). Two days later, Saukrates beat-boxed during her performance of "Say It Right" at the 2006 American Music Awards in Los Angeles. On February 23, 2007, he appeared on the daytime drama One Life to Live with Nelly Furtado, performing "Promiscuous". Saukrates is also touring with Nelly Furtado on her Get Loose Tour, singing as a backing vocalist and supporting act.
Saukrates appears on two tracks of Redman's new album Red Gone Wild, released March 2007.
Ay ay ay
Saukrates Lyrics
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Alright, east side
Big dogs, oh yeah
We coming through with this
You know what I'm saying
On that same vibe
Know what I'm saying, I mean
When you get to this mic, when you see this microphone
Your plate of food, you know what I'm saying
Whether it's soul food, West Indian, whatever it may be
Be gone
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, leaving niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, partners and compadre-ay-ays
Menu for today-ay-ay happens to be the emcee-ay-ay
With a slice of ham and a sunny side ay-ay-egg
I choose a new style to play-ay-ay
Me and James Ingram found more than a hundred way-ay-ays
Say say say what? Me and my niggas came to parlay-ay-ay
You couldn't fuck with us tomorrow or today-ay-ay
Lay back, keep it smooth Marvin Gaye-ay-way
Shit bangin harder than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
Never cuse those who player hay-ay-ate
Eventually y'all will come around my way-ay-ay
Like I said nothing to say-ay-ay
You fake niggas stray way like the mind of a child born into K-K-K
Ain't a dollar sign out there to match my resume-ay-ay
But if you insist, I'll take a mill-ion today-ay-ay-ay-ay
Save the other ten for me-ay-ay
Stutter stutter rap, bringing it back to slay-ay-ay
You niggas who lack orginalitay-ay-ay
I'm bringing it back for y'all niggas who lack originalitay-ay-ay
Every copy you'll skip I'll sell from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My shit remains the bomb diggy-ay-ay
Remain I'll to the saukratizzy way
I keep it bangin in your pun-punananay-nanay
CHORUS [Saukrates] (Niggas ov S.I.N.)
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay baby
Keep it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
Sing it now
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay baby
Keep it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
[Saukrates]
I was illing and cold chlling on the block and willing
To let y'all niggas get away with the trash you spilling
But, I ain't going to float and be your life perserver
Play the police, turn this art to murder, word up!
Would rather stay-ay unheard of to the common observer
Who claim they heard of, keep my fans forver learners
My plans forever hand to burner
Understand you the man, but I'm Truck Turner
Watching watching B-B-E-T on mute while I write the verse up
Try not to curse up, we the big dogs you the first pup
Who stuck spitting the illy, yo for really
A broke hustler making y'all willie style look silly wild
While I kill at will, or be killed by lyrical drill
Ain't a competitor that will better the skill for real
Now that you know the time do you feel
Me enough to put me on you fitty dollar bill?
Anyway-ay-ay, back to you pun-punananny-ay
We was conversating on how to make your punanny spray-ay-ay
Loving your body-ay-ay, my lifelong journey a pet for sexuality-ay-ay
For real, give it to me doll and leaving those fake niggas starving
For a bargain, my shit's never for free
I beg your pardon, leaving them niggas with nothing to say
Who keeps it banging in your sugar's pun-punannay
CHORUS
The song "Ay Ay Ay" by Saukrates is a rap track driven by his personal style and flow. The lyrics convey a sense of confidence and swagger, as Saukrates declares himself and his crew as "big dogs" on the "east side." He uses the metaphor of a mic as his "woman" or "plate of food" to emphasize his commitment and dedication to his craft. The chorus repeats the phrase "remain the bomb diggy day ay baby," a nod to his self-assurance in his own abilities.
The verses contain various references to hip-hop culture and his own accomplishments, such as finding multiple ways to play with his style and collaborating with James Ingram. He also addresses his detractors, claiming superiority over those who lack originality and cursing those who would compete with him. Saukrates uses sexually explicit language in some parts of the song, which underscores his boastful and alpha-male persona. The track ends on a note of defiance, as Saukrates declares his intention to remain true to his vision and leave a lasting impact.
Overall, "Ay Ay Ay" is a strong anthem of self-expression and confidence in one's abilities. Saukrates showcases his rap skills and reveals some of the behind-the-scenes of the hip-hop industry. The song is a standout track in Saukrates' discography and has become a cult favorite among fans of Canadian hip-hop.
Line by Line Meaning
Ay ay ay, leaving niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
I am so good that I leave my competition speechless
Menu for today-ay-ay happens to be the emcee-ay-ay
I am the main course for today's entertainment
You couldn't f**k with us tomorrow or today-ay-ay
My skills are so consistent and unmatched that you can't compete with me anytime
Shit bangin harder than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
My music is so powerful and influential that it hits harder than a gun
Eventually y'all will come around my way-ay-ay
Even if you are not a fan now, you will eventually appreciate my talent
Ain't a dollar sign out there to match my resume-ay-ay
My achievements and skills are priceless and cannot be bought or compared
Every copy you'll skip I'll sell from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My music is so original and unique that even the copies that people don't want, I can still sell them
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
Even after I'm gone, my music will continue to live on and inspire others
Watching watching B-B-E-T on mute while I write the verse up
I am so focused on my craft that I don't even need sound to be inspired
My plans forever hand to burner
I am always ready to create and innovate
While I kill at will, or be killed by lyrical drill
I am always ready to step up and show off my skills, even if it means risking it all
I beg your pardon, leaving them niggas with nothing to say
I am so talented that I leave my competition speechless and unable to say anything
Contributed by David F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
HaineKen
[Saukrates]
Alright, east side
Big dogs, oh yeah
We coming through with this
You know what I'm saying
On that same vibe
Know what I'm saying, I mean
When you get to this mic, when you see this microphone
You got to see this microphone as you woman
Your plate of food, you know what I'm saying
Whether it's soul food, West Indian, whatever it may be
Be gone
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, leaving niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, partners and compadre-ay-ays
Menu for today-ay-ay happens to be the emcee-ay-ay
With a slice of ham and a sunny side ay-ay-egg
I choose a new style to play-ay-ay
Me and James Ingram found more than a hundred way-ay-ays
Say say say what? Me and my niggas came to parlay-ay-ay
You couldn't fuck with us tomorrow or today-ay-ay
Lay back, keep it smooth Marvin Gaye-ay-way
Shit bangin harder than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
Never cuss those who player hay-ay-ate
Eventually y'all will come around my way-ay-ay
Like I said nothing to say-ay-ay
You fake niggas stray way like the mind of a child born into K-K-K
Ain't a dollar sign out there to match my resume-ay-ay
But if you insist, I'll take a mill-ion today-ay-ay-ay-ay
Save the other ten for me-ay-ay
Stutter stutter rap, bringing it back to slay-ay-ay
You niggas who lack orginalitay-ay-ay
I'm bringing it back for y'all niggas who lack originalitay-ay-ay
Every copy you'll skip I'll sell from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My shit remains the bomb diggi-day
Remain ill to the saukratizzy way
I keep it bangin in your puna-punanay
CHORUS [Saukrates] (Niggas ov S.I.N.)
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay baby
Keep it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
Sing it now
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay baby
Keep it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
[Saukrates]
I was illing and cold chlling on the block and willing
To let y'all niggas get away with the trash you spilling
But, I ain't going to float and be your life perserver
Play the police, turn this art to murder, word up!
Would rather stay-ay unheard of to the common observer
Who claim they heard of, keep my fans forver learners
My plans forever hand to burner
Understand you the man, but I'm Truck Turner
Watching watching B-E-B-E-T on mute while I write the verse up
Try not to curse up, we the big dogs you the first pup
Who stuck spitting the illy, yo for really
A broke hustler making y'all willie style look silly wild
While I kill at will, or be killed by lyrical drill
Ain't a competitor that will better the skill for real
Now that you know the time do you feel
Me enough to put me on you fifty dollar bill?
Anyway-ay-ay, back to you puna-punanay
We was conversating on how to make your punanny spray-ay-ay
Loving your body-ay-ay, my lifelong journey a pet for sexualit-ay-ay
For real, give it to me doll and leaving those fake niggas starving
For a bargain, my shit's never for free
I beg your pardon, leaving them niggas with nothing to say
Who keeps it banging in your sugar's pun-punannay
Sebastian Dabrondo Dabrenntes Darealone
Big ups from Germany. I'm so appreciative I had the chance to grow up with sick music like dis. Thanks to my friends with the turnies spinnin around. Ima definitely gonna show this to my kids someday. Friede
djkanzertv
MOST UNDERRATED EVER!!!
Romualdo
Tak. Yes.
HaineKen
[Saukrates]
Alright, east side
Big dogs, oh yeah
We coming through with this
You know what I'm saying
On that same vibe
Know what I'm saying, I mean
When you get to this mic, when you see this microphone
You got to see this microphone as you woman
Your plate of food, you know what I'm saying
Whether it's soul food, West Indian, whatever it may be
Be gone
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, leaving niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, partners and compadre-ay-ays
Menu for today-ay-ay happens to be the emcee-ay-ay
With a slice of ham and a sunny side ay-ay-egg
I choose a new style to play-ay-ay
Me and James Ingram found more than a hundred way-ay-ays
Say say say what? Me and my niggas came to parlay-ay-ay
You couldn't fuck with us tomorrow or today-ay-ay
Lay back, keep it smooth Marvin Gaye-ay-way
Shit bangin harder than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
Never cuss those who player hay-ay-ate
Eventually y'all will come around my way-ay-ay
Like I said nothing to say-ay-ay
You fake niggas stray way like the mind of a child born into K-K-K
Ain't a dollar sign out there to match my resume-ay-ay
But if you insist, I'll take a mill-ion today-ay-ay-ay-ay
Save the other ten for me-ay-ay
Stutter stutter rap, bringing it back to slay-ay-ay
You niggas who lack orginalitay-ay-ay
I'm bringing it back for y'all niggas who lack originalitay-ay-ay
Every copy you'll skip I'll sell from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My shit remains the bomb diggi-day
Remain ill to the saukratizzy way
I keep it bangin in your puna-punanay
CHORUS [Saukrates] (Niggas ov S.I.N.)
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay baby
Keep it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
Sing it now
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay baby
Keep it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
[Saukrates]
I was illing and cold chlling on the block and willing
To let y'all niggas get away with the trash you spilling
But, I ain't going to float and be your life perserver
Play the police, turn this art to murder, word up!
Would rather stay-ay unheard of to the common observer
Who claim they heard of, keep my fans forver learners
My plans forever hand to burner
Understand you the man, but I'm Truck Turner
Watching watching B-E-B-E-T on mute while I write the verse up
Try not to curse up, we the big dogs you the first pup
Who stuck spitting the illy, yo for really
A broke hustler making y'all willie style look silly wild
While I kill at will, or be killed by lyrical drill
Ain't a competitor that will better the skill for real
Now that you know the time do you feel
Me enough to put me on you fifty dollar bill?
Anyway-ay-ay, back to you puna-punanay
We was conversating on how to make your punanny spray-ay-ay
Loving your body-ay-ay, my lifelong journey a pet for sexualit-ay-ay
For real, give it to me doll and leaving those fake niggas starving
For a bargain, my shit's never for free
I beg your pardon, leaving them niggas with nothing to say
Who keeps it banging in your sugar's pun-punannay
affeschaedel72
whoa.. almost forgot about this song. i remember it to be on heavy rotation on german underground hip hop mixtapes around 2000. dope shit! thanks for uploading!
Sassa Frazz
This joint still cracks me up every time! Classic! LOL!
A F
Nightmares on wax DJ kicks was a classic mix - good to see saukrates get heard wider. Respect from UK
Peter Smulders
damn funky laid back hiphop! dope shit!
MrTangent
So dope.
KarmalBeauty
WOW! Sh!t is FOREAL AMAZING! Very catchy!