If you believe life is hard, yet one of the best gifts anyone can be grante… Read Full Bio ↴If you believe life is hard, yet one of the best gifts anyone can be granted, you’ll understand the journey of SLAINE. Hailing from the Dorchester, area of Massachusetts, with deep connections in South Boston, SLAINE’s youth was spent as somewhat of a gypsy, bouncing from place to place. Despite not having a normal home foundation, he aspired, like other starry eyed kids, to become a force in the entertainment industry. After Mapping out a plan to obtain his goals, SLAINE packed his bags, moved to New York City, and enrolled in the School of Visual Arts. After only seven months, an unfortunate altercation with a school employee resulted in his expulsion.
The incident was a major setback that suspended his dream of becoming a filmmaker. Although dismayed and discouraged, SLAINE was determined to prevail, and began a new pursuit towards his entertainment goal… Music.

His discovered his love for hip hop early in his life. "I started writing rhymes when I was nine years old, I use to record on my boom box with a pair of headphones plugged into the microphone jack. I felt they were just words on a page because I didn’t have an outlet to perform them.” Determined and focused, SLAINE spent his nights as a club promoter to survive in the hard lonely streets of New York City, while at the same time, recording and being managed by hip-hop legend MC Shan. While recording a demo in a studio operated by the Lordz of Brooklyn, SLAINE was introduced to Danny Boy O'Connor of House of Pain.

That introduction led to a production deal with DJ Lethal of House of Pain, which in turn led to the mix tape release ‘The White Man is the Devil: Volume 1’ and the formation of the group Special Teamz, with Boston rap legends Edo G and Jaysaun. Special Teamz dropped a self-titled street CD, which garnered critical acclaim and allowed the group to tour in Europe. In a very short time, SLAINE had gone from living in poverty with a drug habit to traveling the world and working with hip-hop icons such as DJ Premier, Ill Bill, House of Pain, Cypress Hill, The Alchemist, and a host of other talented artists. He also became part of the collective LA COKA NOSTRA, alongside Ill Bill and all three members of House of Pain - Everlast, DJ Lethal, and Danny Boy. La Coka Nostra’s debut album, "A Brand You Can Trust" debuted at #84 on the Billboard Top 200 and #6 on the Rap charts, sending a message to the masses that the group’s brand of gritty hip-hop was exactly what fans of the genre had been waiting for.

SLAINE's name continued to grow far past his hometown of Boston due to the exposure he has received in publications such as The Source, XXL, The New York Times, The Boston Herald, and his sold out performances across the globe. SLAINE has been nominated for a Boston Music Award and received 4 trophies at The Mass Industry Committee's hip-hop awards, including and award for Best Lyricist.

As his music career expanded, a personal battle with drugs became a focal point that reared its ugly head. After overdoses, hospital visits and a whirlwind of drugs and violence, SLAINE finally checked into rehab. Instantly, he found himself with homeless drug addicts and realized he was no different than any of them. "Everybody had a story to tell. That was where the idea and the hunger for "The White Man is the Devil" was born. "The White Man" is a cocaine reference, not a declaration of self hate."

Since conquering his addiction, SLAINE has been presented with many new and exciting possibilities… such as acting. A chance of a lifetime presented itself through an unexpected ally, hometown hero and Academy Award winner Ben Affleck. SLAINE made his acting debut with his portrayal of Bubba Rogowski in Affleck's return to screenwriting and directorial debut "Gone Baby Gone". The film was critically acclaimed and led to a larger role in the blockbuster “The Town” featuring Ben Affleck, Jeremy Renner (The Hurt Locker), and Jon Hamm (Mad Men). He is also been in films, “The Crack Down” and “Bad Blood” and in the upcoming movie “Cogan’s Trade” with Brad Pitt, Ray Liotta and James Gandolfini.

While Slaine’s acting career has allowed him to blaze new paths, his venomous lyrical attack burns hotter than ever on his debut solo album, "A World With No Skies 2.0", which drops August 16th , 2011 through Suburban Noize Records. With hard-hitting lyrical content, and a vicious delivery, "A World with No Skies 2.0" instantly takes hip-hop back to its grimy roots on the streets. To execute his dark musical vision, Slaine enlisted the help of his La Coka Nostra brothers Everlast and ILL BILL, as well as Cypress Hill’s B-Real and Vinnie Paz of Jedi Mind Tricks, to create a dark hip-hop album that hits squarely in the jaw. "Even though I started my career as a solo artist by hustling my ‘The White Man is the Devil’ mixtapes, I think people are more familiar with me from Special Teamz and La Coka Nostra,” commented Slaine. “With this album I set out to create a soundscape that brings you into my world as an individual which is a bad place to be. The record is hard, dark and aggressive, from the beats to the lyrics. It’s a deeply personal trip through my life and the things that made me who I am today. A ‘World with No Skies’ is a look into my psyche and a vision of my dreams, nightmares, and realities."

Despite ups and downs throughout his career, SLAINE is living his life to the fullest. "I love making music that means something to me, I am grateful for all the experiences that I have had—good and bad. I am lucky to be alive, but my past also made me who I am today.”

Dum Diddy Dum
Slaine Lyrics

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I'm just too hot to touch you know I'm the law
I smoke about million pounds of dutch and say what
Shortie keep yakking it up and on the low
I might take her to the back to fuck, get a nut
Nice, you cant tell me I ain't came up
Fastball pitcher I deliver with no change up
Fuckin' right I'm famous, balling like the Lakers
Only time I move is to go collect my paper

See me on the wanted poster, Mad and La Coka Nostra
Hop out of my Porsche, pull my trunk and extort ya
Yup we west coast and dog we stay posting
Walk with two toasters Louis Vuitton holsters
I'm a bad fucking bastard yup I'm fantastic
Four but I'm the Silver Surfer flying through your door
Heard you cryin' for the war Im'a try to serve you more
Madchilds a dope man leave you lying on the floor
Damn chicken heads get their feathers all ruffled up
Put the potato on the pound sound muffled up
We can get it on like Samoans and Tongans
Or we can get to war like the angels and mongols

Black mask over my face, I get em
Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em
Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum
Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

So ladies and ah forget it were not gentlemen
I roll up in a stolen car come hop in with them
Hand me a pill bottle I dump it and pop ten of them
Give me some booze, I sip juice like Rakim and them
I got a fuse that's too short and a noose that's too long
Feeling I could do no wrong
This invincibility they're convinced is killing me
Has essentially gotten me through any pinch you'll ever see
When my henchmen are with me tensions on the scene
Dreams are being changed a wrench in the machine
One mention of the team leave the masses buzzing
The rebel, you thought you're on my level, you wasn't

Hotter than Ecuador, son brought a metaphor
P-1 I'm ready for war I'm on the front lines
Runs in my bloodline thirsty like lost boys
Big money bounce my accounts keep em offshore
Caribbean breeze there's ten million reasons
Y'all super eight like rich we four seasons
Fine linen, sterling silver, Bright Brightlen, the lady killer

Black mask over my face, I get em
Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em
Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum
Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

I started war and bids when y'all was just kids
Came to your town and jumped the fuck around
Stomped out a few of you and fucked your lady
You still married her and you gave her a baby
We were young, we were crazy, we were wild and free
Ain't a groupie bitch alive get a child from me
And now you come to the shows and you reminisce
And while she waits for an autograph, you give her a kiss
She slips me a hug and a look that's knowing
If I say get on the bus, baby girl its on
Lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just flowing
Hoes keep hoeing and hoeing and just hoeing
Trees get rollin' smoking keep blowing
Coka and Swollen legend keep growing
Fast lane living no time for slowing
Gotta know where you been and watch where you're going

Black mask over my face, I get em
Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum
Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Slaine's "Dum Diddy Dum" are a brash declaration of his dominance and success in the underground rap scene. He boasts about his wealth, fame, and power, claiming that he's "too hot to touch" and that he's "the law." He also talks about his wild lifestyle, including his love of smoking large amounts of weed and his willingness to have sex with groupies. Throughout the song, Slaine references his affiliation with the rap group La Coka Nostra, as well as his West Coast roots.

The tone of the song is aggressive and confrontational, with Slaine describing himself as a "bad f***ing bastard" and challenging anyone who dare cross him. He references his criminal past, claiming to have started wars and bids when others were still children. The chorus, which features a repeated phrase of "dum dum diddum," adds to the song's overall sense of swagger and bravado.

Overall, "Dum Diddy Dum" is a bold and unapologetic statement from Slaine, showing off his skills as a rapper and his willingness to live life on his own terms.

Line by Line Meaning

I'm just too hot to touch you know I'm the law
I'm confident in who I am, and I know that I'm in charge.

I smoke about million pounds of dutch and say what
I smoke a lot of weed and speak my mind freely.

Shortie keep yakking it up and on the low
This girl won't stop talking, but I might hook up with her on the down low.

I might take her to the back to fuck, get a nut
I might have sex with her privately to satisfy my sexual desires.

Nice, you cant tell me I ain't came up
I've made it big, and nobody can tell me otherwise.

Fastball pitcher I deliver with no change up
I always come at you with full force and don't hold back.

Fuckin' right I'm famous, balling like the Lakers
I'm very famous and successful, living a luxurious life like the Lakers basketball team.

Only time I move is to go collect my paper
The only thing I care about is making money.

See me on the wanted poster, Mad and La Coka Nostra
I'm a member of the Mad and La Coka Nostra gang, and I have a criminal past.

Hop out of my Porsche, pull my trunk and extort ya
I might get out of my car, open the trunk, and threaten to extort you.

Yup we west coast and dog we stay posting
I'm from the West Coast and we're always out here doing our thing.

Walk with two toasters Louis Vuitton holsters
I carry two guns in my Louis Vuitton holsters.

I'm a bad fucking bastard yup I'm fantastic
I'm a terrible person, but I'm still great at what I do.

Four but I'm the Silver Surfer flying through your door
I'm unstoppable like the Silver Surfer and I can easily enter your home.

Heard you cryin' for the war Im'a try to serve you more
I heard you wanted more of me, so I'll give you more of what you're looking for.

Madchilds a dope man leave you lying on the floor
My associate Madchild is a dangerous drug dealer that can leave you hurt or dead.

Damn chicken heads get their feathers all ruffled up
Women who are upset can't handle their emotions and get agitated easily.

Put the potato on the pound sound muffled up
I suppress the sound of my gunshots by using a potato as a silencer.

We can get it on like Samoans and Tongans
We can fight hard and go all out like warriors from Samoa and Tonga.

Or we can get to war like the angels and mongols
We can fight like rival gangs, the Angels and Mongols, and it can get violent.

Black mask over my face, I get em
I put on a black mask before I conduct illegal activities.

Four-five stuck on my waist, I hit em
I carry a .45 caliber gun and use it aggressively.

Beat a hater up till he dum dum diddum
I can physically assault someone who hates me until they can't fight back.

Swollen and La Coka don't fuck with em
My crew, Swollen and La Coka Nostra, won't associate with people who cross us.

I roll up in a stolen car come hop in with them
I drive a stolen car and invite people to ride with me unlawfully.

Hand me a pill bottle I dump it and pop ten of them
I take excessive amounts of drugs from a pill bottle.

Give me some booze, I sip juice like Rakim and them
I like to drink alcohol, specifically juice cocktails like the rapper Rakim.

I got a fuse that's too short and a noose that's too long
I have a short temper but also the capability to harm others in the long-term.

Feeling I could do no wrong
I'm extremely confident in all of my actions, even if they're not morally right.

This invincibility they're convinced is killing me
Others might think my overly confident attitude is actually my demise.

Has essentially gotten me through any pinch you'll ever see
My confidence has helped me get out of any bad situation, no matter how difficult or challenging.

When my henchmen are with me tensions on the scene
When I'm with my gang, we create a tense or dangerous atmosphere.

Dreams are being changed a wrench in the machine
I'm causing problems for people, disrupting their plans and their lives.

One mention of the team leave the masses buzzing
Just mentioning my gang can stir up excitement and hype among the general public.

The rebel, you thought you're on my level, you wasn't
People might think they can compete with me or be at my level, but they're wrong.

Hotter than Ecuador, son brought a metaphor
I'm really cool and hot, like the country Ecuador, and I use metaphorical language in my rhymes.

P-1 I'm ready for war I'm on the front lines
I'm prepared for battle and always at the forefront of any skirmish.

Runs in my bloodline thirsty like lost boys
I come from a lineage that craves adrenaline or danger, like the Lost Boys from the Peter Pan story.

Big money bounce my accounts keep em offshore
I have a lot of money and store it offshore to avoid taxes or government scrutiny.

Caribbean breeze there's ten million reasons
I have a lot of wealth and can afford a luxurious Caribbean lifestyle.

Y'all super eight like rich we four seasons
Others might have lower-quality accommodations, like the Super 8 hotel chain, while my crew and I can afford high-end establishments like the Four Seasons hotels.

Fine linen, sterling silver, Bright Brightlen, the lady killer
I wear expensive clothing made of quality materials and have a reputation for attracting women.

I started war and bids when y'all was just kids
I began fighting and getting arrested when I was young, while others my age were innocent.

Came to your town and jumped the fuck around
I've visited your town and caused chaos, engaging in fights or other illegal activities.

Stomped out a few of you and fucked your lady
I physically assaulted some of you and slept with your partner.

You still married her and you gave her a baby
You married and had a child with the woman I slept with, but she still has feelings for me.

We were young, we were crazy, we were wild and free
We were young and reckless, with no limitations or boundaries.

Ain't a groupie bitch alive get a child from me
I won't have children with any woman who is just a groupie fangirl.

And now you come to the shows and you reminisce
You come to my performances and remember our past interactions.

And while she waits for an autograph, you give her a kiss
As she waits for me to sign something, you take advantage and kiss her.

She slips me a hug and a look that's knowing
She gives me a hug and a certain look that implies she still has feelings for me.

If I say get on the bus, baby girl its on
If I command her to come with me, she'll do it without question.

Lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just flowing
My rhymes keep coming and are always fluid, without any hesitation or struggle.

Hoes keep hoeing and hoeing and just hoeing
Women who behave promiscuously continue to do so and don't change their ways.

Trees get rollin' smoking keep blowing
We roll and smoke marijuana and just keep smoking without stopping.

Coka and Swollen legend keep growing
The legacy and reputation of my gang and crew continue to expand and become more well-known.

Fast lane living no time for slowing
We live life in the fast lane and don't have any time to slow down.

Gotta know where you been and watch where you're going
You need to have an understanding of your past and an awareness of your future direction in order to be successful.

Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ARLESTER CHRISTIAN, CHRISTOPHER BROWN, TONI R. COLEMAN, ACHAIA DIXON, LARRANCE DOPSON, LAMAR EDWARDS, FAITH RENEE EVANS, CAMILLE HOOPER, JAILA SIMMS-GARBUTT

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