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.
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Cut You Loose
Slaughterhouse Lyrics
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Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music
It's like a love-hate relationship
Ridin' in the Ferrari while takin' trips
Compared to beer takin' sips
Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin' strips
Can't no amount of money or lady replace it
And after all this rhymin'
If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common
I'm through as a fan
No disrespect to music, I'm talkin' to you as a man
How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?
Listenin' to this nigga Rick Ross dissin' 'em
Jim Jones dissin' Jay
This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)
I know my lawyers play the lies game
It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name
Nothin but Ludacris answers
The game backwards like dancers
Shootin' on the same dance floor you grew up and answer
To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin'
Fuck you too!
You corny so I gotta cut you loose
I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign
I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines
I got these A&R's heart racin'
Got 'em in fear of me sonnin' they flagship artists for spittin' {?}
This is bar raisin
I'm raisin the bar so far tryin' to look at it's equivalent to star gazin
Think I'd rather be waterboardin', you feel me?
Than to listen to what y'all recordin, for real G
Hell naw, I will not support it
Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted, kill me
My skills be on point like a flyin' dart
Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin' art
A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark
But a vulture with a lion heart
I eloquently breathe fire
I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer
And I could teach riders how to do they thang
So they won't ruin the game for comin' off lame
We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?
Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing
Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes
Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose
Call me a hater when I'm tellin' the truth, expect it
SoundScan is unveilin' the proof, respect it
Here's somethin' you could never dispute
The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth, I wreck shit
Man I feel ruined inside
Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy
That loves music but I am truly through with the vibe
Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)
I found out I been persuin' a lie
It's nothin' like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie
Cause ain't no puddin' in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive
But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie
Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin' my drive
I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it
Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it
Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack
I'm fiendin' for somethin' good so I can puff on it
Y'all don't even give me a buzz
I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds
Nothin' there but the air in y'all heads
Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)
I'm cuttin' you loose, fuckin' abuse
I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin' the truth
These dudes suck and they bad liars
This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers
(What's goin' on?) I thought you had to be mad nice
But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice
I ain't complainin', I'm just sayin' though
There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television
Instead of be listenin' to the radio
I'm cuttin' you loose
Look, I used to dream of just bein' wit'chu
Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu
On the block on the scene wit'chu
And the most beautiful thing wit'chu
Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu
Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue
Then we started arguin', havin' single issues
Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official
SO! {"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose"}
I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin'
E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different
Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin'
For real though {"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose"}
How you could thug me?
If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?
(How you) Get so ugly, eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz
So you still be dyin' to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!
Ain't complete tryin' to compete but you judge me
What you really think of me, you disgust me
I twelve-step my addict itch
So Method Man, you could have that bitch
But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC
I just hit her hard and she got papers against me
It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be
Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories
"You're no good I have to cut you loose, you loose"
The lyrics to "Cut You Loose" by Slaughterhouse tell the story of how the artists feel disillusioned with the current state of the music industry. They express their frustration at the lack of substance and creativity in modern hip-hop, and how easy it is for mediocre artists to succeed as long as they have a good image and branding. The chorus of the song, "You're no good, I have to cut you loose," is a metaphor for the artists cutting ties with the music industry and the subpar artists who are favored by it.
The song expresses how the artists feel that the current state of hip-hop is failing to meet their expectations. They express a love of music but feel let down by the current trend of lyrical degradation and commercialization. The artists feel that the industry is no longer a viable platform to express their creativity, and they must distance themselves from it to preserve their artistry.
In conclusion, "Cut You Loose" is a song that portrays the frustration the artists of Slaughterhouse feel about the state of hip-hop today. It is a call to cut loose from the over-commercialization and lack of creativity in the industry and to return to the pure essence of hip-hop.
Line by Line Meaning
Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music
Expressing excitement for the genre of hip-hop and disillusionment with the music industry as a whole.
It's like a love-hate relationship
Describing a complex and conflicting emotional connection.
Ridin' in the Ferrari while takin' trips
Enjoying the luxurious lifestyle associated with success in the music industry.
Compared to beer takin' sips
Contrasting the extravagant experiences in the music industry with more simple pleasures like drinking beer.
Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin' strips
Visualizing a particular scene of enjoying the thrill of speed, possibly reminiscing about past experiences.
Either way you embrace it
Acknowledging that regardless of the circumstances, one must accept and make the best of the situation.
Can't no amount of money or lady replace it
Affirming that money or romantic relationships cannot substitute for the passion and fulfillment found in music.
And after all this rhymin'
Reflecting on the journey of pursuing a career in hip-hop.
If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common
Observing the double standards and criticism faced by male artists in the industry, particularly when addressing personal relationships.
I'm through as a fan
Expressing disappointment and disengagement from being a fan of music.
No disrespect to music, I'm talkin' to you as a man
Clarifying that the criticism and disconnection is directed towards certain individuals involved in the industry rather than music itself.
How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?
Questioning the authenticity and credibility of someone flaunting material possessions, specifically a Mercedes-Benz car.
Listenin' to this nigga Rick Ross dissin' 'em
Commenting on the controversy and feuds within the hip-hop community, particularly Rick Ross being involved in diss tracks.
Jim Jones dissin' Jay
Highlighting another instance of a rapper, Jim Jones, disrespecting Jay-Z through diss tracks.
This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)
Recognizing the shift in the direction and values of the rap industry.
I know my lawyers play the lies game
Acknowledging the manipulation and deceit that occurs within the legal system.
It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name
Commenting on the hypocrisy in allowing one artist, Soulja Boy, to disrespect another, Nas, without consequences.
Nothin but Ludacris answers
Referring to the absurd and irrational responses given by artists like Ludacris.
The game backwards like dancers
Comparing the current state of the rap game to dancers moving in the opposite direction, signifying confusion and lack of progress.
Shootin' on the same dance floor you grew up and answer
Critiquing artists who engage in disrespectful behavior despite coming from similar backgrounds and facing the same challenges.
To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin'
Highlighting the irony of individuals who were once victims of violence now glorifying it in their music.
Fuck you too!
Expressing frustration and anger towards those who contribute to the deterioration of the music industry.
You corny so I gotta cut you loose
Rejecting and distancing oneself from individuals who lack authenticity and substance.
I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign
Finding inspiration and affirmation in one's own creative abilities and experiences.
I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines
Recognizing similarities between one's own rhymes and those of a fellow artist, Crooked I.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: RYAN MONTGOMERY, JOSEPH ANTHONY BUDDEN, JOELL CHRISTOPHER ORTIZ, DOMINICK WICKLIFFE, DENAUN PORTER
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