Once Upon A Time
Slum Village Feat. Pete Rock Lyrics
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I hold the pen and stay twisted
The competition my street cats will stay listening (word up)
Detroit to New York I still walk the walk
Control dancehall, chillin in my b-boy stance y'all
Never was known to be an emcee
I still rip and flip crowds into a frenzy
Reciting facts shit, and it's like herbs to bite
Coincide with the mic take flight above shores (word of mouth)
I separate mines from yours
I look ya up and as I stare in your face
Your big mind's on a hum hum
The one you got your idea from
Yeah I'm right here son, straight out the slum
Makin tracks for dough, gettin paid to do shows
So when I blow (what) the niggas respect my flow
Ay yo I'm nice with the pill and I rock with Slum Vill
Ay yo, you want flows? We got tons of them
Pete, Slum and Tim trying to bank shit like the Huntington
Get that money and dip
Flash the cash in front of them
Niggas gruntin' and shit
Sayin' nothin I'm done with them
Oh yo! Peeps ain't got a hold they gun on them
Cause if one of them cats jump, we all jumpin' in
Believe that!
We got somethin' for the some dumb
Bubble yum chewin that don't know what they doin' with this rap shit
Rap tactics automatic and the fact is y'all know you bored with the wack shit
We got that phat shit that auto and
Track shit and when you hear it man I don't know how to act, shit
It's like the first related verse and now we rock with the beat
Just another causality for S and the V
It's like action is what we give and receive
Best do believe we got some shit up our sleeves
Shit to dance to, some shit to the trees
Some shit if you dyin' and they help you breathe
Make a handicap nigga exceed with speed
It's like totally with Toronto to V
Doin this for DET in the place to be
Can't forget the rest R,O,I, and T
Mac Nicholas baby, what else could it be?
Please, lace me with a scratch for the beat
In the beginning, it was the S, never no name shit
Motherfuckers traveled for miles to Mac Nick
We kick rhymes we know they never sound like yours
To the mic lookin' like cheap thoughts
Fuck this rap shit, I'm too smart for that
I do this shit for kicks with my crew, believe that
The S is on the way to makin' emcees quick
I shoot the kinda rhymes to make the emcees duck
On the mic I never fight I call an angel of war
Slice an emcee with my palm, a lyrical sword
You really want a bottle? You must be ill
Well it's the S, numero uno, I'm in your favorite
The negroes make the music that you run out to get
Now this is love at the less, new bomb shit
Mac Nicholas is earnin' money on some burner shit
What, Slum Vill and we out
No doubt for 98
Settin ya straight
Getcha self laced
Peace
The song "Once Upon a Time" by Slum Village feat. Pete Rock is a rap song that showcases the art of battle rapping. The lyrics portray the rappers on a mission to prove their proficiency as emcees. They are seen as competition by other rappers who are also keenly listening to their rhymes. Although the song acknowledges that Detroit and New York are popular cities for rap music, the artists are confident that they can walk the walk and do justice to the genre regardless of their location. The lyrics talk about how the artists were not initially known as emcees, but they still have the ability to leave a lasting impression with their unique flows. The chorus of the song highlights the artists' skills on beats and how their fans respect their ability to craft each rhyme.
The verses in the song are seamlessly connected, with each rapper taking turns to deliver killer lines. The song artwork itself portrays the concept of a battle box, with the legendary producers, Pete Rock and Slum Village, on opposite ends. The song showcases the mastery of rapping and leaves listeners with the impression that the artists are the best at what they do.
Overall, "Once Upon a Time" is a classic rap song that celebrates the art of emceeing with its well-crafted lyrics, catchy beats, and powerful delivery from Slum Village and Pete Rock.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm on a mission
I am determined to achieve my goals
I hold the pen and stay twisted
I write creatively, using my own unique style
The competition my street cats will stay listening (word up)
My rivals keep an ear out for me because they know I'm talented
Detroit to New York I still walk the walk
I remain true to my roots no matter where I am
Control dancehall, chillin in my b-boy stance y'all
I dominate the dancefloor while maintaining my cool demeanor
Never was known to be an emcee
I have not been recognized as a skilled rapper
I still rip and flip crowds into a frenzy
My performances electrify audiences and get them hyped
Reciting facts shit, and it's like herbs to bite
My lyrics are truthful and impactful, like medicinal herbs
Bum rushing mic tec playing slowly at night
I expertly take over the microphone and control the rhythm, even at a slow pace
Coincide with the mic take flight above shores (word of mouth)
My music travels far and wide, spreading through word of mouth
I separate mines from yours
I distinguish myself from other artists
I look ya up and as I stare in your face
I observe and analyze my competition
Your big mind's on a hum hum
You are trying to figure me out
The one you got your idea from
You copied your style from someone else
Yeah I'm right here son, straight out the slum
I come from humble beginnings and I own it
Makin tracks for dough, gettin paid to do shows
I produce music to make money and perform to earn a living
So when I blow (what) the niggas respect my flow
When I become successful, my peers acknowledge my skill
Ay yo I'm nice with the pill and I rock with Slum Vill
I am skilled with the microphone and collaborate with Slum Village
Ay yo, you want flows? We got tons of them
We have an abundance of rap verses
Pete, Slum and Tim trying to bank shit like the Huntington
Pete, Slum Village, and Tim are producing music for profit like a bank
Get that money and dip
Make money and leave
Flash the cash in front of them
Show off the money to people
Niggas gruntin' and shit
Jealous people are complaining
Sayin' nothin I'm done with them
I am finished with them because they have nothing meaningful to say
Oh yo! Peeps ain't got a hold they gun on them
People do not need to feel threatened because we are not a threat
Cause if one of them cats jump, we all jumpin' in
If someone starts trouble, we will all defend each other
Believe that!
Trust me, I am telling the truth
We got somethin' for the some dumb
We have music for people who do not know what they are doing
Bubble yum chewin that don't know what they doin' with this rap shit
Inexperienced rappers who are overconfident and do not understand the art of rap
Rap tactics automatic and the fact is y'all know you bored with the wack shit
Our rap style is natural and effective, and you know you are tired of bad music
We got that phat shit that auto and
We have good, fat beats and verses
Track shit and when you hear it man I don't know how to act, shit
Our music is so good that it makes you want to dance and have fun
It's like the first related verse and now we rock with the beat
The song is now picking up pace and becoming more intense
Just another causality for S and the V
Another success story for Slum Village
It's like action is what we give and receive
We inspire others with our music and get inspiration from them
Best do believe we got some shit up our sleeves
We have some surprises in store
Shit to dance to, some shit to the trees
We have music to dance to and music to relax to while smoking marijuana
Some shit if you dyin' and they help you breathe
We have music that can help you in difficult situations
Make a handicap nigga exceed with speed
Our music can even inspire someone with a physical disability to overcome their obstacles
It's like totally with Toronto to V
We have a strong connection between Toronto and Slum Village
Doin this for DET in the place to be
We represent Detroit, the place to be for hip hop music
Can't forget the rest R,O,I, and T
We cannot forget other important places and people like Royce, Obie Trice, and Tony Touch
Mac Nicholas baby, what else could it be?
We are affiliated with Mac Nicholas, what else could we be?
Please, lace me with a scratch for the beat
Please add some scratches to the music track
In the beginning, it was the S, never no name shit
From the start, we were Slum Village, never with an unknown name
Motherfuckers traveled for miles to Mac Nick
People came from far away to our music studio in Mac Nicholas
We kick rhymes we know they never sound like yours
Our style is unique and original, unlike others
To the mic lookin' like cheap thoughts
Others look like they put little thought or effort into their lyrics
Fuck this rap shit, I'm too smart for that
I am too intelligent to just do rap, I am doing this for fun
I do this shit for kicks with my crew, believe that
I enjoy creating music with my group, that is why I do it
The S is on the way to makin' emcees quick
Our style is so good that it can motivate other rappers to improve themselves quickly
I shoot the kinda rhymes to make the emcees duck
My lyrics are so good that they make other rappers feel intimidated
On the mic I never fight I call an angel of war
I never physically fight on stage, I use my skills to win the crowd over
Slice an emcee with my palm, a lyrical sword
My rhymes are so sharp that they can cut other rappers down
You really want a bottle? You must be ill
You really want to challenge me? You must be crazy or stupid
Well it's the S, numero uno, I'm in your favorite
I am the best, and I am in your favorite
The negroes make the music that you run out to get
Black musicians create the music that you rush to buy
Now this is love at the less, new bomb shit
This is something new and exciting that people will love
Mac Nicholas is earnin' money on some burner shit
Mac Nicholas is making money on the tracks we produce
No doubt for 98
We have no doubt about our success in 1998
Settin ya straight
Making things clear for you
Getcha self laced
Get yourself ready for what's to come
Peace
Goodbye, see you later
Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMES DEWITT YANCEY, PETER O. PHILLIPS, R.L. ALTMAN III, TITUS GLOVER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
AJ
This is low-key the hardest beat ever made. The sample choice is unreal. Jay dee also goes in on his verse.
Joseph Williams
Dilla actually played the Kilimba on this song. There's a story behind it.
Musicman
Totally agree
Thabo Nongogo
The fact that they used 10 samples for this is INSANE ππ₯
John Mendie
Pete Rock made the beat i guess
Neverstar-X
This is the type of rap I love. I miss this Era so much..... This is real Hip-Hop.
hlegister724
Still dope afβΌοΈ
Douglas ribeiro
Jay Dee
Se Γ© lokoooo
GratidΓ£o d caralho.. melhor producer da histΓ³ria d under
SHIN BAKI HANMA
This is a classic track
KingLeo
END OF THE TRACK IS HILARIOUS SERIOUSLY!
RIP THE ONE AND ONLYΒ J . DILLA!