There are several bands with the name Slaughterhouse:
1) Slaughterho… Read Full Bio ↴There are several bands with the name Slaughterhouse:
1) Slaughterhouse is a Hip Hop group consisting of rappers Crooked I, Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz and Royce Da 5'9". The group formed in late 2008 after Crooked I, Joell Ortiz and Royce Da 5'9" appeared on the song "Slaughterhouse" from Joe Budden's album Halfway House. They took their name from the song.
The members of Slaughterhouse all share some degree of controversy from their past in the music industry. Crooked I (Long Beach, CA) was signed to Suge Knight's Death Row label from 1999-2003, but left after his projects were shelved amidst the disintegration of the label due to Knight's continuing problems with the law. Joe Budden (Jersey City, NJ) had initial success when he signed to Def Jam in the early 2000s, but for reasons unknown, fell out of favor with Jay-Z when the latter became head of the label. Budden eventually left Def Jam and released a diss track to Jay-Z entitled "Talk to 'em." Joell Ortiz (New York, NY) was signed to Dr. Dre's Aftermath label but left after he was informed that his album would not be released until both Eminem and Dr. Dre released their respective projects. Finally, Royce Da 5'9" (Detroit, MI) is known for his falling out and feud with Eminem and D12, though the two sides have since reconciled.
All four men address these issues in the Slaughterhouse song "Move On (Slaughter House Remix)," informing any interviewers out there that their pasts are behind them and that questions pertaining to these events are not relevant. A video for the song was released in March 2009.
Their self-titled debut album, Slaughterhouse, was released on August 11, 2009 on E1 Music. The album was reportedly recorded over a six day period in early June. The album features production from Focus, The Alchemist, DJ Khalil, StreetRunner and D12's Mr. Porter.
On June 18th, 2009, the first street single off the album was released via Joe Budden's twitter. The track is "Hood Hop" (formerly known as "Woodstock") and features M.O.P. on the hook.
The first official single from the album will be "The One". A video directed by Rik Cordero has already been shot.
It was announced that "Woodstock" will not be on the final cut of the album due to sample clearance issues.
The debut album by Slaughterhouse was leaked to the internet late Friday, July 31st.
2) Slaughterhouse is an American post-punk band from Los Angeles, California. Original members include Eddie Cairns, Gaby Ramirez, Nick Aguilar and Taylor Ramirez. They released their first EP Slaughterhouse EP in 2018. Their most recent release Fun Factory was released in 2021 on Recess Records and features new vocalist Veronica Molidor.
Vocals: Veronica Molidor
Guitar: Taylor Ramirez
Bass: Eddie Cairns
Drums: Nick Aguilar
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3) Slaughterhouse is a punk rock band from Los Angeles, California.
sslaughterrhouse.bandcamp.com/
1) Slaughterho… Read Full Bio ↴There are several bands with the name Slaughterhouse:
1) Slaughterhouse is a Hip Hop group consisting of rappers Crooked I, Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz and Royce Da 5'9". The group formed in late 2008 after Crooked I, Joell Ortiz and Royce Da 5'9" appeared on the song "Slaughterhouse" from Joe Budden's album Halfway House. They took their name from the song.
The members of Slaughterhouse all share some degree of controversy from their past in the music industry. Crooked I (Long Beach, CA) was signed to Suge Knight's Death Row label from 1999-2003, but left after his projects were shelved amidst the disintegration of the label due to Knight's continuing problems with the law. Joe Budden (Jersey City, NJ) had initial success when he signed to Def Jam in the early 2000s, but for reasons unknown, fell out of favor with Jay-Z when the latter became head of the label. Budden eventually left Def Jam and released a diss track to Jay-Z entitled "Talk to 'em." Joell Ortiz (New York, NY) was signed to Dr. Dre's Aftermath label but left after he was informed that his album would not be released until both Eminem and Dr. Dre released their respective projects. Finally, Royce Da 5'9" (Detroit, MI) is known for his falling out and feud with Eminem and D12, though the two sides have since reconciled.
All four men address these issues in the Slaughterhouse song "Move On (Slaughter House Remix)," informing any interviewers out there that their pasts are behind them and that questions pertaining to these events are not relevant. A video for the song was released in March 2009.
Their self-titled debut album, Slaughterhouse, was released on August 11, 2009 on E1 Music. The album was reportedly recorded over a six day period in early June. The album features production from Focus, The Alchemist, DJ Khalil, StreetRunner and D12's Mr. Porter.
On June 18th, 2009, the first street single off the album was released via Joe Budden's twitter. The track is "Hood Hop" (formerly known as "Woodstock") and features M.O.P. on the hook.
The first official single from the album will be "The One". A video directed by Rik Cordero has already been shot.
It was announced that "Woodstock" will not be on the final cut of the album due to sample clearance issues.
The debut album by Slaughterhouse was leaked to the internet late Friday, July 31st.
2) Slaughterhouse is an American post-punk band from Los Angeles, California. Original members include Eddie Cairns, Gaby Ramirez, Nick Aguilar and Taylor Ramirez. They released their first EP Slaughterhouse EP in 2018. Their most recent release Fun Factory was released in 2021 on Recess Records and features new vocalist Veronica Molidor.
Vocals: Veronica Molidor
Guitar: Taylor Ramirez
Bass: Eddie Cairns
Drums: Nick Aguilar
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3) Slaughterhouse is a punk rock band from Los Angeles, California.
sslaughterrhouse.bandcamp.com/
Cuckoo
Slaughterhouse Lyrics
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My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny
My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money
Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna
Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya
Take your takeaway, show up before you perform
Hit you in the knee with a bat and tell you to break a leg
(Hee-hee) I got the Kris Kross laugh
A very angry future, a pissed-off past
Fuck hip-hop, I target it
I will diss Joe Budden then diss, every legend that started it
I'm, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
They say I'm kin to sinnin, yeah, I'm Drama's twin
That's right, I'm Vicodin writin with a Klonopin
I love stanky hoes, I got a thang
For Keyshia Cole momma man that show, should be "The Frankie Show"
I think I need to get some motherfuckin' sleep
Every strand of hair on my balls is a bloodsuckin' leech
I be 'urlin while you hear, take your index finger
Point it at your head and then twirl it 'round your ear
I'm, cuckoo!
Ha ha, I don't need a hook for this one!
Nope! Mr. Yowwa, yup, 'bout to go meat fishin'
And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the ass cheek mission
Fuck these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe
That pussy smell like talapio, call me Sloppy Joe
I dig your eyes out, watch me though
This is bullshit! All the coke don't fit, I need a Scottie nose
A can of beef raviolis, {?} a lid
If I don't get it can cop me yo, and they ain't get a vid
I'm what, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
The bitches just bitch and the thugs is thuggin'
The insects is actin like me, and me I'm buggin'
I hang jump from the sidewalk, hop over the Everglades
Tight-rope walk the equator with broken roller blades
See you shruggin' our pizza oven, your shoulder blades
And, throw grenades at your nana's bingo parade
Anybody see my anthrax?
I'ma pour it on my hands, crawl to Japan and give my man dap
I'm cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
Just look at the show he did last
Nigga came out in a Dickie suit and a pig mask
Robbed a fan and left his pockets on Slim Fast
Just co-operate and say that he wrote shit for gym class
You gettin' smart alecky with the best
'Til I cut you up and make a art gallery with your flesh
Challenge me on the West
I'll put a Dodge Challenger car battery in your chest
The son of David Koresh
I'm, cuckoo!
Nuh-uh (no) I don't need a hook for this one
Likkle acts with sickle raps emergin'
Cursin' at church then walkin' out back to wax a virgin
Murkin' a track, killin' every feature like I'm a drunk plastic surgeon
Certainly dirty past detergent
I can get sick as Ozzy
Sick as a faggot fuckin' the dead body of Liberace, nigga watch me!
If you cross me, here's how your life story would begin
Once upon a time, the end!
Cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
I'ma go fuck bitches, get money, all y'all do to 'em is spoil 'em
No rubber wrappin up in aluminum foil
They tell me I'm buggin', got rappers tappin the oven screamin' Jersey
And I'm usin' it for stuffin' in my turkey
Bumpin Ram Jam, with a prostitute's leg in the air
Jerkin me off, now that's what I call a handstand
Body parts in the freezer, what you use for a fever
Multiply four million how I'm feelin' for my leisure
I'm a, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
I'm weird, I'm into voodoo, you know how dude do
Towel on the bed, fuck while she +Bloody+ and call it Su-Wu
Millionaires sayin' lend me a thou' or the semi is out
Dump in the bed from sittin' Indian style
Check it, I'm on fire tryin' to make the devil proud of me
Sleepin' in gasoline case a nigga got it out for me
Hang my baby mother off a 30-foot balcony
Then look over the body like "Bitch, shouldn'ta doubted me"
I'm, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one [echoes]
My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money
Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna
Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya
Take your takeaway, show up before you perform
Hit you in the knee with a bat and tell you to break a leg
(Hee-hee) I got the Kris Kross laugh
A very angry future, a pissed-off past
I will diss Joe Budden then diss, every legend that started it
I'm, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
They say I'm kin to sinnin, yeah, I'm Drama's twin
That's right, I'm Vicodin writin with a Klonopin
I love stanky hoes, I got a thang
For Keyshia Cole momma man that show, should be "The Frankie Show"
I think I need to get some motherfuckin' sleep
Every strand of hair on my balls is a bloodsuckin' leech
I be 'urlin while you hear, take your index finger
Point it at your head and then twirl it 'round your ear
I'm, cuckoo!
Ha ha, I don't need a hook for this one!
Nope! Mr. Yowwa, yup, 'bout to go meat fishin'
And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the ass cheek mission
Fuck these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe
That pussy smell like talapio, call me Sloppy Joe
I dig your eyes out, watch me though
This is bullshit! All the coke don't fit, I need a Scottie nose
A can of beef raviolis, {?} a lid
If I don't get it can cop me yo, and they ain't get a vid
I'm what, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
The bitches just bitch and the thugs is thuggin'
The insects is actin like me, and me I'm buggin'
I hang jump from the sidewalk, hop over the Everglades
Tight-rope walk the equator with broken roller blades
See you shruggin' our pizza oven, your shoulder blades
And, throw grenades at your nana's bingo parade
Anybody see my anthrax?
I'ma pour it on my hands, crawl to Japan and give my man dap
I'm cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
Just look at the show he did last
Nigga came out in a Dickie suit and a pig mask
Robbed a fan and left his pockets on Slim Fast
Just co-operate and say that he wrote shit for gym class
You gettin' smart alecky with the best
'Til I cut you up and make a art gallery with your flesh
Challenge me on the West
I'll put a Dodge Challenger car battery in your chest
The son of David Koresh
I'm, cuckoo!
Nuh-uh (no) I don't need a hook for this one
Likkle acts with sickle raps emergin'
Cursin' at church then walkin' out back to wax a virgin
Murkin' a track, killin' every feature like I'm a drunk plastic surgeon
Certainly dirty past detergent
I can get sick as Ozzy
Sick as a faggot fuckin' the dead body of Liberace, nigga watch me!
If you cross me, here's how your life story would begin
Once upon a time, the end!
Cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
I'ma go fuck bitches, get money, all y'all do to 'em is spoil 'em
No rubber wrappin up in aluminum foil
They tell me I'm buggin', got rappers tappin the oven screamin' Jersey
And I'm usin' it for stuffin' in my turkey
Bumpin Ram Jam, with a prostitute's leg in the air
Jerkin me off, now that's what I call a handstand
Body parts in the freezer, what you use for a fever
Multiply four million how I'm feelin' for my leisure
I'm a, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one
I'm weird, I'm into voodoo, you know how dude do
Towel on the bed, fuck while she +Bloody+ and call it Su-Wu
Millionaires sayin' lend me a thou' or the semi is out
Dump in the bed from sittin' Indian style
Check it, I'm on fire tryin' to make the devil proud of me
Sleepin' in gasoline case a nigga got it out for me
Hang my baby mother off a 30-foot balcony
Then look over the body like "Bitch, shouldn'ta doubted me"
I'm, cuckoo!
I don't need a hook for this one [echoes]
The song "Cuckoo" by Slaughterhouse is a display of insanity, where the lyrics seem to have no logical connection with one another. The track is a chaotic mix of rhymes that describe various gruesome, violent, and sexual scenarios. The artist talks about guns, violence, sex, drugs, and mental instability throughout the track. In this song, Slaughterhouse primarily targets hip-hop and its legends, dissing them and calling them out. The chorus of the song repeats the word cuckoo, which means insane, to underline the craziness of the lyrics.
The verses delve into darkness and madness, with the artist stating that he does not need a hook for this song. The rapper boasts about his violence and twisted sexuality, along with his drug use. He also disses Joe Budden and legends of hip-hop, calling them out for their mistakes. The lyrics also reference cannibalism and body mutilation, along with genocide and warfare. The song appears to be a reflection of the artist's state of mind, with his words reflecting his mental instability, making this an overall scary and disturbing track.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: RYAN MONTGOMERY, JOSEPH ANTHONY BUDDEN, JOELL CHRISTOPHER ORTIZ, DOMINICK WICKLIFFE, KHALIL ABDUL-RAHMAN, SALLY ANTHONY, JOELL ORTIZ, JOSEPH BUDDEN, RAHMAN ABDUL
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