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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Lyrical Murderers
Slaughterhouse Lyrics
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"I ain't with the leanin and rockin
That ain't even seen as a option..."
You're nothin without (Focus)
Woo, Long Beach (lay your seats back)
New Jersey (turn your speakers up)
Brook-lyn! Detroit!
[Chorus]
We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers
Welcome to the Slaughterhouse
(What you talkin 'bout?)
Where we bring them verbal llamas out, bloaw
We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers
Man, we own these streets
And the freaks they love us
We ain't worried 'bout you fuckers (Slaughterhouse)
Lyrical murderer, blame Rakim
I'm a sniper shootin' my way into your lame top 10
Pistol at your head if I ain't next to Eminem
Then I bust in your face like I'm fuckin' Lil' Kim
Niggaz better pray to the lyrical lord
That I fall off like the umbilical cord before I fill up the morgue
This is how a killer record
With the double-edged triple syllable sword, I'm iller than all
Dineri, see I'm a literary genius
Bury niggaz with words, a cemetery linguist
Most rappers are comedy gold
They like they boyfriend's sodomy hole, they full of SHIT!
Now you could walk through the shadow of death next to that shady street
Where the verbal cocaine business and 80's meet
Where them niggaz is backwards
I'm ridin' with my daughter in the front with the A.K. in the baby seat
We them copycat killers, unleashin' venom
Commit them lyrical murders and then we re-commit 'em
Lyrics be high quality
Bitches be givin' me brain, my dick be deep in they heads like psychology
Independently pennin' the best words that were ever said
The mixture of Leatherhead and Everclear
You can't hide, we everywhere
Now, picture a grizzly standin' next to a teddy bear
[Chorus]
Yeah
Hello hip-hop, I am here, you dyin yeah and I'm aware
A beast so at your wake I'll cry lion's tears
And that's no disrespect to the pioneers
If we ain't who you tryin' to hear
Somethin' either wrong with your eyes and ears
I came in this game screamin' Jers'
Ain't an MC in our lane to try and merge
Try and run with our wave
But I'm cool with bein' Eddie Levert seein' my son on stage
Gun gon' blaze, act up in this joint
And I'ma be Nate Robinson and back up the point
Your run's over, run with us or get run over
I'm here to save this shit, and I brung soldiers
This is lyrical murder
Me and every track have a physical merger
When I stab it in the chest I'ma bit of a curver
So it bleeds to death, like the middle of a unfinished burger
Or sometimes I wrap my hand around his throat
Cause he think his kick is slick or his little snare is dope
Shoot the bass in the face but sometimes I carry a rope
To hang the piano keys when they hittin' every note
I'm what no beat's able to withstand
If you suffer from writer's block and your label got big plans
Listen to this fam
Slide a little dough out that budget, and hire the instrumental hitman
[Chorus]
The song "Lyrical Murderers" is a showcase of the lyrical prowess of the Slaughterhouse crew. The song starts with Royce Da 5'9" declaring that they are living the life they sought for, and lean and rock aren't even being considered in their plans. The song then progresses through the vicious verses from each member of the Slaughterhouse. They are delivering killer bars and causing lyrical carnage, hence the title "Lyrical Murderers." They bring the "verbal llamas out" and assert that they rule the streets and are adored by the ladies. They are unfazed by their critics and competitors and proclaim that they are independent thinkers who pen the best words ever said. Each member takes turns to showcase his flow and wordplay, and they end the song with a declaration of intent to dominate the rap game.
The song exudes aggression and confidence and showcases the Slaughterhouse crew's lyrical abilities. They allude to rap veterans like Rakim and promises to continue their legacy. The song portrays the Slaughterhouse crew as a group of talented and gifted rappers, taking their place among the greats of the genre.
Line by Line Meaning
This is the life, we gone!
We're living our best lives and enjoying every moment
I ain't with the leanin and rockin
That ain't even seen as a option...
I don't do drugs and I don't consider it a viable option for anyone
We lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers
Welcome to the Slaughterhouse
We are skilled and deadly rappers, welcome to our group
Where we bring them verbal llamas out, bloaw
We unleash our powerful and impactful lyrics
Man, we own these streets
And the freaks they love us
We ain’t worried ‘bout you fuckers
We are popular in these streets and among the fans, we don't care about our haters
Lyrical murderer, blame Rakim
Claim me as a lyrical murderer, blame it on the influence of Rakim
I'm a sniper shootin' my way into your lame top 10
I'm a precise and effective rapper who is shooting my way into the top 10 chart
Pistol at your head if I ain't next to Eminem
If I'm not in a group with Eminem, I'll metaphorically shoot my way to the top
Then I bust in your face like I'm fuckin' Lil' Kim
I'll dominate the rap game, just like Lil' Kim was a force to be reckoned with in her time
Niggaz better pray to the lyrical lord
That I fall off like the umbilical cord before I fill up the morgue
Rappers better hope that I lose my talent and fade away before I end up killing them all with my deadly rhymes
This is how a killer record
With the double-edged triple syllable sword, I'm iller than all
I make great music that is both deadly and complex, it's better than anyone else's
Dineri, see I'm a literary genius
Bury niggaz with words, a cemetery linguist
I am a skilled writer and rapper who can destroy anyone with my words
Most rappers are comedy gold
They like they boyfriend's sodomy hole, they full of SHIT!
Most rappers are bad and not worth listening to, they're like a joke and full of crap
Now you could walk through the shadow of death next to that shady street
Where the verbal cocaine business and 80's meet
You could be in danger near this area where drugs and rap are mixed
Where them niggaz is backwards
I'm ridin' with my daughter in the front with the A.K. in the baby seat
The people in this area are not progressive, I'm driving with my daughter and gun to protect us
We them copycat killers, unleashing venom
Commit them lyrical murders and then we re-commit 'em
We are the dangerous rappers who copy one another's styles and kill off other rappers in the game
Lyrics be high quality
Bitches be givin' me brain, my dick be deep in they heads like psychology
My lyrics are great and women love me, they sexually submit to me like a science experiment
Independently penning the best words that were ever said
The mixture of Leatherhead and Everclear
I make the best lyrics and beats all by myself, it's a blend of two great things
You can't hide, we everywhere
Now, picture a grizzly standing next to a teddy bear
We're all over the rap game, imagine a deadly rapper (me) standing next to a soft and harmless one
Hello hip-hop, I am here, you dying yeah and I'm aware
A beast so at your wake I'll cry lion's tears
I'm announcing my presence in the rap game, it's in trouble and I'm aware, I'm such a powerful force that even my mourning is deadly
And that's no disrespect to the pioneers
If we ain't who you tryin' to hear
Something' either wrong with your eyes and ears
I'm not disrespecting the old school rappers who came before me, if you don't like us then it's your fault you can't recognize true talent
I came in this game screaming 'Jers'
Ain't an MC in our lane to try and merge
Try and run with our wave
But I'm cool with being Eddie Levert seeing my son on stage
I came into this game representing my city, no one can match our skills, try to keep up but it's okay to enjoy the success of others like Eddie Levert did with his son
Gun gon' blaze, act up in this joint
And I'ma be Nate Robinson and back up the point
I'll use my gun to protect myself and back up my friends when we're in trouble, like Nate Robinson did on the basketball court
Your run's over, run with us or get run over
I'm here to save this shit, and I brung soldiers
The era of wack rappers is over, join us or get left behind, I'm here to save the rap game and I have an army of skilled rappers to back me up
This is lyrical murder
Me and every track have a physical merger
I make deadly and impactful music, me and the beats are a perfect blend
When I stab it in the chest I'ma bit of a curver
So it bleeds to death, like the middle of a unfinished burger
When I put my lyrics onto a beat, I shape it into my own and it dies like a half eaten hamburger
Or sometimes I wrap my hand around his throat
Cause he think his kick is slick or his little snare is dope
I'll twist a beat to my liking if it's not up to par, I dominate any beat
Shoot the bass in the face but sometimes I carry a rope
To hang the piano keys when they hittin' every note
I can destroy a bad beat, but when I find a good one I appreciate and preserve it
I'm what no beat's able to withstand
If you suffer from writers block and your label got big plans
Listen to this fam
I can take on any beat and make it better, if you're struggling to write music and your label needs hits, listen to me
Slide a little dough out that budget, and hire the instrumental hitman
Invest in good beats, it's worth the extra money to get a hit
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: RYAN MONTGOMERY, JOSEPH ANTHONY BUDDEN, JOELL CHRISTOPHER ORTIZ, DOMINICK WICKLIFFE, BERNARD JR EDWARDS, KENNETH PRATT
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