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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Slaughterhouse Lyrics
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No jewels, niggas say I got robbed
I'm still wearin' my bling
And fuck first class, I fly standin' on Virgin America's wing
Nuts hang, knockin' down sky scrapers
Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream
Make it rain I ain't Pacman Jones
Nigga, balls and my word, all a black man owns
If you in that man zone, how you figure to gain
Can't bowl a 300 in another niggas lane
Better aim, you dealin' with a 7 - 10 split
That's Long Beach cause we on some 710 shit
I been nice since 227 man shit
I am sick, and I'm never gettin' better that's it
Give me somethin' sharp to sever that prick
Like a group broke up I will dismember that click
I'm a veteran remember that shit
We some internet rappers
Then why you on our internet dicks
We'll be there when it's war callin'
Either we high or we fly or the floor fallin'
I'm a Tommy Gun, it ain't no best
The rap game like the St. Louis vs New York battle, nobody won
A bunch of fuckin' 2's, and 3's like zone defense
Please get at dude's Ortiz
Nah you beast 'em
Hold, stop, can't stop, thank pops
Hard headed, gotta hit a wall first like a bank shot
Get it clear, a coke head's a thin line between friend or foe
Won't let this shit disappear
This fiscal year, I'm a stay hot buzzin'
With dude's that help me shoot like A-rod cousin
Walk in my shoes and ya feet get callus
From Jersey City to Caesar's Palace
I speak with malice just to make sure the streets get salvaged
Real talk where would all of us be without it
Slaughterhouse no fear, too many dudes Tyson Chandler
Tried to leave their team and went nowhere
Like Tyson Chandler in the past niggas on some bullshit
Royce tell Preme I got a full clip
Niggas used to run when they saw Suge's face
Faster then Joey and Joell in a foot race
Now you ask me where the incident took place
Don't check the internet check hood space
You dealin' with some intelligent creatures
I don't touch guns I draw with telekinesis
No finger prints on Crooked's mag
I'm mixed with good and bad like the Goodfellas and Jesus
First Biggie and Jay made it
I'll leave a bandana at your murder and make it gang related
The bitch at the Shoney's told me homie
Ortiz I'm the one and only
Pick a spot, I pick apart you dudes who pick a part
This ain't a movie, I feel bad like lookin' at a pick of Pac
Niggas hearts gettin' sparked, every time I give an arc
To my wrist and it twists like a spliff when I'm sittin' in the park
Tall corny niggas ain't makin' a bigger mark
I boo drugs what I does got em runnin' to get a narc
You guppies unlucky you in a tank with a shark
Teeth crooked like my dog who just finished a vicious bark
Flick a dart through your top hat
Weak emcee's you cannot rap
Freak, where the drop at
Now ya mad at Tahiri cause ya ass ain't famous
Get it nigga, ya ass ain't famous
Quit talkin' about me cause ya ass ain't dangerous
They call me Hustler cause my mag game heinous
Show up to Detroit thinkin' everybody loves you
And I'm a come and show you that your ass ain't Raymond
Dumbin' every line, me fuckin' bitches is like the cops
After a murder they comin' everytime
Shell toes, and Wassan jacket, the contractor
Still pushin' elbows like a linebacker
And ya'll playin', my world wide bitches
On my world wide watch I call it the broad band
Slaughterhouse
Y'all know what it is
In the first verse, Joey sets the tone that he's not playing by the rules, and that he still has his bling despite being robbed. He speaks to his overall attitude of not caring about what anyone else thinks, flying in his own way, and owning what he has. He also makes a clear point that he will not be controlled by anyone else's rules. In the second verse, Royce da 5'9" lyrically breaks down how he is a veteran in the game and that he is never getting better. He asserts himself as a dismemberment machine that will take down any group that poses a threat to him. Royce also compares the rap game to the St. Louis vs. New York battle, where nobody wins, leaving a vast pool of twos and threes.
Crooked I brings the perspective of the streets in his verse. He's seen the good, the bad, the gangs, and the violence firsthand. He speaks of his unique ability to draw with telekinesis in his powerful message. Joell Ortiz closes out the track with his signature verbal gymnastics. He speaks to the critics who question their authenticity as internet rappers. Ortiz brings an unapologetic energy that aims to shake up the industry.
Line by Line Meaning
Joey, no rules, gun shots no prob
Joey, I live without rules and gun shots don't bother me
No jewels, niggas say I got robbed
I don't wear expensive jewelry, but people claim that I was robbed
I'm still wearin' my bling
However, I still wear my flashy accessories
And fuck first class, I fly standin' on Virgin America's wing
I don't care about first class, I fly with Virgin America in a unique way
Nuts hang, knockin' down sky scrapers
I am confident and powerful, capable of knocking down tall buildings
Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream
Even when I urinate, money seems to shower down on me, representing the American dream
Make it rain I ain't Pacman Jones
Unlike Pacman Jones, I make it rain without any consequences
Nigga, balls and my word, all a black man owns
I only have my integrity and my promises to hold onto, as a black man
If you in that man zone, how you figure to gain
If you are in another person's territory, how can you expect to succeed
Can't bowl a 300 in another niggas lane
You can't achieve perfection in someone else's domain
Better aim, you dealin' with a 7 - 10 split
You need to be accurate because you're dealing with a difficult situation
That's Long Beach cause we on some 710 shit
This is referring to Long Beach, where they are involved in some intense and difficult circumstances
I been nice since 227 man shit
I have been talented since a TV show called 227, man
I am sick, and I'm never gettin' better that's it
I am unwell and there's no improvement in my condition
Give me somethin' sharp to sever that prick
Provide me with a sharp object to cut off that annoying person
Like a group broke up I will dismember that click
Just like when a musical group breaks up, I will destroy that social circle
I'm a veteran remember that shit
I am an experienced artist, don't forget that fact
We some internet rappers
We are artists known primarily through the internet
Then why you on our internet dicks
If you don't like us, why do you pay so much attention to us online
We'll be there when it's war callin'
We are always ready to respond to conflict
Either we high or we fly or the floor fallin'
In any situation, we are either feeling great or soaring above, never falling to the ground
I'm a Tommy Gun, it ain't no best
I am a powerful and relentless weapon, there's no competitor that can surpass me
The rap game like the St. Louis vs New York battle, nobody won
The rap industry resembles the St. Louis vs New York baseball rivalry, where neither side truly emerged victorious
A bunch of fuckin' 2's, and 3's like zone defense
The rap industry is filled with mediocre artists, like basketball's zone defense strategy with players unable to reach excellence
Please get at dude's Ortiz
Can someone confront Ortiz for me?
Nah you beast 'em
No worries, you can handle them
Hold, stop, can't stop, thank pops
Hold on and stop, I owe my gratitude to my father
Hard headed, gotta hit a wall first like a bank shot
I am stubborn and only learn from my mistakes, similar to a basketball hitting a wall before going into the hoop in a bank shot
Get it clear, a coke head's a thin line between friend or foe
Understand that a person addicted to cocaine can be either a friend or enemy, with a blurred boundary between the two
Won't let this shit disappear
I won't allow this situation or issue to fade away
This fiscal year, I'm a stay hot buzzin'
During this financial year, I will maintain my popularity and relevance
With dude's that help me shoot like A-rod cousin
I have talented individuals around me who assist me just like A-Rod's cousin helped him with shooting
Walk in my shoes and ya feet get callus
If you experience my challenging life, your feet will become calloused
From Jersey City to Caesar's Palace
From the urban setting of Jersey City to the luxury of Caesar's Palace casino
I speak with malice just to make sure the streets get salvaged
I use strong and aggressive language to ensure that the streets are preserved or restored
Real talk where would all of us be without it
Honestly, where would any of us be without the streets
Slaughterhouse no fear, too many dudes Tyson Chandler
As part of Slaughterhouse, we have no fear and encounter too many individuals similar to Tyson Chandler
Tried to leave their team and went nowhere
They attempted to abandon their team or group, but it led them nowhere
Like Tyson Chandler in the past niggas on some bullshit
Just like Tyson Chandler dealt with nonsense in the past, some individuals are currently dealing with similar nonsense
Royce tell Preme I got a full clip
Royce, inform Preme that I have a full magazine of ammunition
Niggas used to run when they saw Suge's face
People used to flee upon seeing Suge Knight's face
Faster than Joey and Joell in a foot race
Even faster than Joey and Joell in a foot race
Now you ask me where the incident took place
Now you're questioning me about where the incident occurred
Don't check the internet check hood space
Instead of checking the internet, investigate the local environment where it happened
You dealin' with some intelligent creatures
You are engaging with highly intelligent individuals
I don't touch guns I draw with telekinesis
I don't physically handle firearms, I draw them using telekinesis
No finger prints on Crooked's mag
There are no fingerprints on Crooked's firearm magazine
I'm mixed with good and bad like the Goodfellas and Jesus
I possess a combination of positive and negative qualities, similar to the characters in Goodfellas and Jesus
First Biggie and Jay made it
Initially, Biggie and Jay-Z achieved success
I'll leave a bandana at your murder and make it gang related
I will ensure that your murder appears to be related to gang activity by leaving a bandana at the scene
The bitch at the Shoney's told me homie
A woman at Shoney's restaurant informed me, my friend
Ortiz I'm the one and only
Ortiz, I am the singular and unique one
Pick a spot, I pick apart you dudes who pick a part
Choose a location, and I will dissect and criticize those who attempt to criticize others
This ain't a movie, I feel bad like lookin' at a pick of Pac
This is not a fictional story, but it saddens me like looking at a photograph of the late Tupac
Niggas hearts gettin' sparked, every time I give an arc
I ignite a fire within people's hearts every time I deliver a passionate performance
To my wrist and it twists like a spliff when I'm sittin' in the park
My wrist movement is similar to the twist of a marijuana joint while relaxing in a park
Tall corny niggas ain't makin' a bigger mark
Tall, uncool individuals are not making a significant impact
I boo drugs what I does got em runnin' to get a narc
I discourage drug use, but what I do have people rushing to get a narcotics officer
You guppies unlucky you in a tank with a shark
You inexperienced individuals are unfortunate to be trapped in a situation with someone as skilled and dangerous as a shark
Teeth crooked like my dog who just finished a vicious bark
My teeth are misaligned, similar to my dog's teeth after a fierce bark
Flick a dart through your top hat
I accurately throw a dart through your fancy top hat
Weak emcee's you cannot rap
Inferior rappers, you cannot rhyme
Freak, where the drop at
Hey, where is the beat drop or instrumental of the song
Now ya mad at Tahiri cause ya ass ain't famous
Now you are upset with Tahiri because you lack fame
Get it nigga, ya ass ain't famous
Understand, my friend, you are not famous
Quit talkin' about me cause ya ass ain't dangerous
Stop talking about me because you lack the ability to pose a threat
They call me Hustler cause my mag game heinous
They refer to me as the Hustler because my magazine game is outrageous
Show up to Detroit thinkin' everybody loves you
Arrive in Detroit with the belief that everyone adores you
And I'm a come and show you that your ass ain't Raymond
But I will come and demonstrate that you are not as great as you believed
Dumbin' every line, me fuckin' bitches is like the cops
Every line I speak is stupid, and when it comes to sexual encounters, it's comparable to the police always coming
After a murder they comin' everytime
Following a murder, the police always arrive
Shell toes, and Wassan jacket, the contractor
I wear shell toes sneakers and a Wassan jacket, I am the creator or one in control
Still pushin' elbows like a linebacker
I continue to exert myself forcefully, similar to a linebacker in football
And ya'll playin', my world wide bitches
And all of you are just playing around, while I have women worldwide
On my world wide watch I call it the broad band
I wear a watch that represents the entire world, which I call the broad band
Slaughterhouse
This is Slaughterhouse, the group's name
Y'all know what it is
You all understand the situation or what we are about
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRYAN G. FRYZEL, DOMINICK WICKLIFFE, JOELL ORTIZ, JOSEPH ANTHONY BUDDEN, RYAN MONTGOMERY
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