All The Critics In New York
Westside Connection Lyrics


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Goddamn! new york city!
Skyscrapers and everything!

Back in the day, we used to respect y'all niggas
We used to be down with y'all niggas
All you have for the west coast, is criticism and disrespect
So I say to you and your city
Y'all niggas will never get our respect again
Westside nigga (keeping it real)
Yeah! (keeping it real)

Westside!
Is brooklyn in the house? (check it out)
What about queens in the house?!? (inglewood!)
Manhattan in the house? (south central)
Long island in the house? (check it out)
Is the bronx in the house? (waddup)
Staten island in the house? (woop woop)
The west coast is in the house sayin
Why you talkin loud?
What you talkin bout?

Fuck all the critics in the n-why-see
Who wants to rock the microphone after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the nfc
I'm going thorough through your borough
Wit my raider jacket and my jheri curl, gangstas rule the world
On the west, nevertheless, w-s
We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress

You couldn't have said it no better homeboy
With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy
These buster ass critics from the n-why-see
Don't they know that I be from the I-n-g
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and damus
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us
We bustin clips like bananas, sportin colored bandanas

It's the mister hoodsta, cap peeler
Dusty ass new york critic killer
Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin lead in their chest
Because ain't none of them niggas ever gave it up for the west
So now it's on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin
Fuck you-n-I-t-why, I'm coast trippin
Saggin as a pelle, smashin tape recorders
This is 187 on a new york reporter

"new york, new york"
"new york, new york"
"new york, new york"
"new york, new york"

Fuck all the critics in the n-why-see
Tryin to get an east hip-hop monopoly
But I've been writing gangsta shit since '83
When y'all was still scared to use profanity
Now everybody want to run and go and get triggers
And blame it on these west coast seven-figure niggas
Just because we made it real niggas got to deal
I hope blood ain't got to spill, I kill

It's like the battle of the sexes
You want to treat us like bitches 'cause we're platinum when we flex this
With mic in hand, fans in the stands
We make a mill-ion from california to japan, bitch
Went overseas, seen d's how we done it
88's to 100's to let me know who really run it
This west coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin
Packin nina's and sellin out arenas, niggas

You make me want to holler, throw up both my dubs
And roll these niggas up, I got to beat em
When I see me, t-roller cut off his scrotum
Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles
I'm mashin and blastin so get the casket
I bet you after this I get a fuckin hip-hop classic
I'm banning you niggas from the scene
Kickin over newstands, pouring gasoline on your magazines

To the west my niggas, to the west
To the west my niggas, to the west
To the west my niggas, to the west
We the best my niggas don't stress

Fuck all the critics in the n-why-see
And your articles tryin to rate my lp
Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps
Sayin we ain't real because we make snaps
Sellin 6-fo's to the dab, what you lookin at?
With your brooklyn hat and your pen and pad, nigga
I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams
Fuck your baggy jeans, fuck your magazines

Hey hey hey, what's happenin round tre?
It's still m-why critic k on mines all motherfuckin day
It's a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossin
Got to flossin, fell off, and got the nail in the coffin
Who want to regret, fuckin with my set
I be a 24-year street westside connect vet
You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us
We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us

Nigga fuck that shit
I gotta, kill it kill it, fuck a new york critic
He write about how I lived it, did it, plus I'm still with it
Puttin it down on all these djs, hate, fakin and flakin
Never once played my record on their radio station
No love for a new york critic or disc jock
Matter of fact I'm blamin all y'all for fuckin up hip-hop

Is brooklyn in the house? (check it out)
What about queens in the house?
Manhattan in the house? (and it don't stop)
Long island in the house? (yeah! yeah! check it out)
Is the bronx in the house?
Staten island in the house? (say what say what?)
The west coast is in the house sayin (yeah)
Why you talkin loud?
What you talkin bout?

Yeah, take it how you want to take it, punk
We're gonna make it how
We gonna make it, punk
What y'all niggas talkin about?




Y'all ain't acquantin and barkin on hip-hop
This westside connection

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Westside Connection's song All The Critics In New York is a fierce verbal retaliation to the criticism and disrespect that the West Coast music scene was facing particularly from the hip-hop scene in New York City. The song starts with an acknowledgement of the impressive and towering skyline of New York, but soon turns into a hostile challenge towards the critics and people of the city. The lyrics suggest that the West Coast once respected the East, but that has now changed due to the constant negative attitude from the critics in New York. The song portrays the West Coast as the new superior force in hip-hop and aggressively warns the New York critics and DJs to acknowledge and respect the West or face the consequences. The song also highlights the struggle and challenges that influential West Coast artists faced due to racial biases and stereotypes from critics and the music industry.


One interesting fact about the song is that it was produced by Ice Cube, who is also one of the members of the Westside Connection. Another fact is that the song was among the Diss and Beef-related songs that sparked a rampant increase in violent crimes among young people in the mid-1990s. It caused public outrage and various civil society organizations openly condemned the lyrics and called for the music industry to self-regulate its content. Despite the controversies, the song was a major hit and peaked at number 70 on the US Billboards Hot 100.


Another interesting fact is that All The Critics In New York was a response to several Hip Hop artists and DJs from New York who had spoken disparagingly of West Coast artists such as Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, and Tupac. The song is said to be the West Coast's answer to Nas' single NY State of Mind, where he refers to LA as "the devil's land." The use of terms such as "Gangsta," "cap peeler," "dumping" and "pumping" in the song were meant to show the West Coast's tough, violent image.


Despite criticisms from political and religious groups, the song held its ground in the music industry and, to date, has continued to be a classic of the West Coast hip-hop genre. Another interesting fact about the song is that it features samples from James Brown's Funky Drummer, and Cleophus Robinson's Wrasslin' Parts 1 & 2.


Chords: Unknown.


Line by Line Meaning

Goddamn! new york city!
Expressing awe at the cityscape of New York City.


Back in the day, we used to respect y'all niggas
In the past, Westside Connection had respect for New York City hip-hop culture and artists.


All you have for the west coast, is criticism and disrespect
Accusing New York City hip-hop critics of being biased against artists from the West Coast.


So I say to you and your city
Addressing New York City hip-hop critics with hostility.


Y'all niggas will never get our respect again
Declaring that New York City hip-hop culture has lost Westside Connection's respect.


Westside!
Asserting pride for West Coast hip-hop culture.


Is brooklyn in the house? (check it out)
Challenging the presence of Brooklyn hip-hop culture in New York City.


What about queens in the house?!? (inglewood!)
Challenging the presence of Queens hip-hop culture in New York City, while asserting the presence of Inglewood hip-hop culture in the West Coast.


Manhattan in the house? (south central)
Challenging the presence of Manhattan hip-hop culture in New York City, while asserting the presence of South Central hip-hop culture in the West Coast.


Long island in the house? (check it out)
Challenging the presence of Long Island hip-hop culture in New York City.


Is the bronx in the house? (waddup)
Questioning the presence of Bronx hip-hop culture in New York City.


Staten island in the house? (woop woop)
Questioning the presence of Staten Island hip-hop culture in New York City.


The west coast is in the house sayin Why you talkin loud? What you talkin bout?
Westside Connection is challenging the critics in New York City, asking why they are such big talkers and what they are saying.


Fuck all the critics in the n-why-see Who wants to rock the microphone after me? Think of who you are and who you be My energy holds it down like the nfc
Westside Connection is dismissing New York City hip-hop critics and declaring their own energy as superior to the National Football Conference (NFC).


I'm going thorough through your borough Wit my raider jacket and my jheri curl, gangstas rule the world On the west, nevertheless, w-s We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress
Westside Connection is asserting dominance over New York City hip-hop culture, with their gangsta mentality and superior music.


You couldn't have said it no better homeboy With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy These buster ass critics from the n-why-see Don't they know that I be from the I-n-g
Westside Connection guns down New York City hip-hop critics with ease, and reminds them that the group is from Inglewood.


My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues By murder ones and twos, rip riders and damus Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us We bustin clips like bananas, sportin colored bandanas
Outlining the West Coast gangsta lifestyle, with mentions of violence, gang loyalty, and distinctive clothing.


It's the mister hoodsta, cap peeler Dusty ass new york critic killer Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin lead in their chest Because ain't none of them niggas ever gave it up for the west
Westside Connection's aggression towards New York City hip-hop critics is personified in a violent character who executes them for their lack of respect.


So now it's on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin Fuck you-n-I-t-why, I'm coast trippin Saggin as a pelle, smashin tape recorders This is 187 on a new york reporter
Westside Connection is on a warpath against New York City hip-hop culture, with weapons in their pants, a disregard for NYIT-related broadcasts, and a willingness to kill reporters.


"new york, new york" "new york, new york" "new york, new york" "new york, new york"
Repeating the famous phrase associated with New York City, in a mocking manner.


Fuck all the critics in the n-why-see Tryin to get an east hip-hop monopoly But I've been writing gangsta shit since '83 When y'all was still scared to use profanity
Westside Connection accuses New York City hip-hop critics of attempting to monopolize the genre, while boasting about their own long history in the gangsta rap style.


Now everybody want to run and go and get triggers And blame it on these west coast seven-figure niggas Just because we made it real niggas got to deal I hope blood ain't got to spill, I kill
Westside Connection believes that the mainstream commercialization of rap music has caused many to resort to violence, and they hope to avoid bloodshed while responding with their own violent threats.


It's like the battle of the sexes You want to treat us like bitches 'cause we're platinum when we flex this With mic in hand, fans in the stands We make a mill-ion from california to japan, bitch
Westside Connection compares the rivalry between New York City and they West Coast to a battle of the sexes. They accuse New York City of being envious of their success and belittling them for it.


Went overseas, seen d's how we done it 88's to 100's to let me know who really run it This west coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin Packin nina's and sellin out arenas, niggas
Westside Connection boasts about their international success in Europe, using car engine references as metaphors for power. They attribute their success to their unapologetic and aggressive brand of gangsta rap.


You make me want to holler, throw up both my dubs And roll these niggas up, I got to beat em When I see me, t-roller cut off his scrotum Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles
Westside Connection are fed up with New York City hip-hop critics and want to violently attack them, claiming that they are biased against West Coast rappers.


I'm mashin and blastin so get the casket I bet you after this I get a fuckin hip-hop classic I'm banning you niggas from the scene Kickin over newstands, pouring gasoline on your magazines
Westside Connection threatens to eradicate New York City hip-hop culture with violence and by destroying media coverage of the scene.


To the west my niggas, to the west We the best my niggas don't stress
Westside Connection reaffirms their pride in West Coast hip-hop culture.


Fuck all the critics in the n-why-see And your articles tryin to rate my lp Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps Sayin we ain't real because we make snaps
Despite criticism from New York City hip-hop critics, Westside Connection is confident in their work and dislikes the backpacker subculture in New York City that opposes their style.


Sellin 6-fo's to the dab, what you lookin at? With your brooklyn hat and your pen and pad, nigga I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams Fuck your baggy jeans, fuck your magazines
Westside Connection criticizes New York City hip-hop culture for being too focused on appearances and commercial success, while asserting their own financial success and disregarding magazine publications that are critical of them.


Hey hey hey, what's happenin round tre? It's still m-why critic k on mines all motherfuckin day It's a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossin Got to flossin, fell off, and got the nail in the coffin
Westside Connection takes pleasure in the decline of New York City hip-hop culture and the shifting power dynamics between the two regions. They blame the critics for their incompetence.


Who want to regret, fuckin with my set I be a 24-year street westside connect vet You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us
Westside Connection warns New York City hip-hop culture to show them respect or face violent consequences. They believe that the only way New York City can beat them is by cheating.


Nigga fuck that shit I gotta, kill it kill it, fuck a new york critic He write about how I lived it, did it, plus I'm still with it Puttin it down on all these djs, hate, fakin and flakin Never once played my record on their radio station No love for a new york critic or disc jock Matter of fact I'm blamin all y'all for fuckin up hip-hop
Westside Connection expresses their discontent and hatred towards New York City hip-hop culture and the media that supports it. They blame them for corrupting the genre of hip-hop.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: O'SHEA JACKSON, WILLIAM CALHOUN, RYAN "BINKY" GARNER, DEDRICK ROLISON

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Uz

I was 15, borrowed a copy cassette from a friend then kept it. Played it on loop!!! Then bought original tape, then CD version twice!

My 3 albums on rotation 95-98:

Luniz - Operation Stackola... I try to live by that album 🀣was just young and dumb!!!

Westside Connection - Bow Down

2pac - All Eyez On Me



Daniel Adoni

That was a bold move
Maybe a cold move
But the colt in the groove
Boogie to that
I do that
On the map
I seek an' then I see
Where the East be
NYC
It's true hip hop originated from there
Still: this track is a overkill
So chill
As the bill
Bein' paid
Like dues
The dudes did pay
Keepin' it gangsta everyday



John Doe III

Take note.
This is what the East vs West was REALLY ABOUT.

2Pac was going at the Hip-Hop industry, the biased media based in the East Coast, listen to the outro of To Live and Die in LA.

Too Short is right. The West never got love.
Real love. Back then. East was self-centered.

RIP 'Pac.
2Pac is to Hip-Hop what Marley is to Reggae.
#OutlawImmortalz πŸ—£οΈ #Wailers πŸ—£οΈ

"Cape Malay" / "Cape Coloured"
from Cape Town, South Africa πŸ‡ΏπŸ‡¦
#TheCapeOfStorms 🌊 #TheCapeColony ⛓️ #TheCapeFlats 🏚️



Sandra Br.

[Mack 10 talking]
Goddamn! New York City!
Skyscrapers and everything!

[Ice Cube]
Back in the day, we used to respect y'all niggas
We used to be down with y'all niggas
All you have for the West Coast, is criticism and disrespect
So I say to you and your city
Y'all niggas will never get our respect again
Westside nigga (Keeping it real)
Yeah! (Keeping it real)

[All]
WESTSIIIIIDE!
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? (Check it out)
What about Queens in the house?!? (INGLEWOOOOD!!!)
Manhattan in the house?!? (South Central)
Long Island in the house?!? (Check it out)
Is the Bronx in the house?!? (Waddup)
Staten Island in the house?!? (Woop woop)
The West Coast is in the house sayin
Why you talkin loud?!?
What you talkin bout?!?

[Ice Cube]
Fuck all the critics in the N-Y-C
Who wants to rock the microphone after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the NFC
I'm going thorough thru your borough
Wit my Raider jacket and my jheri curl, gangstas rule the world
On the west, nevertheless, W-S
We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress

[Mack 10]
You couldn't have said it no better homeboy
With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy
These buster ass critics from the N-Y-C
Don't they know that I be from the I-N-G
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us
We bustin clips like bananas, sportin colored bandanas

[WC}
It's the Mister hoodsta, cap peeler
Dusty ass New York critic killer
Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin lead in their chest
Because ain't none of them niggas ever gave it up for the West
So now it's on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin
Fuck U-N-I-T-Y, I'm coast trippin
Saggin as a Pelle, smashin tape recorders
This is 187 on a New York reporter

"New York, New York"
"New York, New York"
"New York, New York"
"New York, New York"

[Ice Cube]
Fuck all the critics in the N-Y-C
Tryin to get an East hip-hop monopoly
But I've been writing gangsta shit since '83
When y'all was still scared to use profanity
Now everybody wanna run and go and get triggers
And blame it on these West Coast seven-figure niggas
Just because we made it real niggas got to deal
I hope blood ain't got to spill, I kill

[Mack 10]
It's like the battle of the sexes
You wanna treat us like bitches cos we're platinum when we flex this
With mic in hand, fans in the stands
We make a mill-ion from California to Japan, bitch
Went overseas, seen D's how we done it
88's to 100's to let me know who really run it
This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin
Packin nina's and sellin out arenas, niggas

[WC]
You make me wanna holler, throw up both my Dubs
And roll these niggas up, I got to beat em
When I see me, T-Roller cut off his scrotum
Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles
I'm mashin and blastin so get the casket
I bet you after this I get a fuckin hip-hop classic
I'm banning you niggas from the scene
Kickin over newstands, pouring gasoline on your magazines

[Ice Cube]
To the West my niggas, to the West
To the West my niggas, to the West
To the West my niggas, to the West
We the best my niggas don't stress

Fuck all the critics in the N-Y-C
And your articles tryin to rate my LP
Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps
Sayin we ain't real because we make snaps
Sellin six-fos to the Japs, what you lookin at?
With your Brooklyn hat and your pen and pad, nigga
I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams
Fuck your baggy jeans, fuck your magazines

[Mack 10]
Hey hey hey, what's happenin round tre?
It's still N-Y critic K on mines all motherfuckin day
It's a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossin
Got to flossin, fell off, and got the nail in the coffin
Who wanna regret, fuckin with my set
I be a 24-year street Westside Connect vet
You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us
We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us

[WC]
AIIIIYO!!! Nigga fuck that shit
I gotta, kill it kill it, fuck a New York critic
He write about how I lived it, did it, plus I'm still with it
Puttin it down on all these DJs, hate, fakin and flakin
Never once played my record on their radio station
No love for a New York critic or disc jock
Matter of fact I'm blamin all y'all for fuckin up hip-hop

[All]
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? (Check it out)
What about Queens in the house?!? (WESTSIIIIIIIDE!!!)
Manhattan in the house?!? (And it don't stop)
Long Island in the house?!? (YEAH! YEAH! Check it out)
Is the Bronx in the house?!?
Staten Island in the house?!? (Say what say what??)
The West Coast is in the house sayin (Yeah)
Why you talkin loud?!?
What you talkin bout?!?

[Ice Cube] [Mack 10 talking over Ice Cube]
Why talkin loud?!? Yeah, take it how you wanna take it, punk
What you talkin bout?!? We're gonna make it how
repeat 15x we gonna make it, punk
WESTSIDE NIGGA!!! What y'all niggas talkin about?
Y'all ain't acquantin and barkin on hip-hop
This Westside Connection
WESTSIIIIDE!!!



All comments from YouTube:

LWDpeanut310

I was 16yrs old when this came out 41 now 2019 still going strong

KingReyes music

I was 10 haha

Uz

I was 15, borrowed a copy cassette from a friend then kept it. Played it on loop!!! Then bought original tape, then CD version twice!

My 3 albums on rotation 95-98:

Luniz - Operation Stackola... I try to live by that album 🀣was just young and dumb!!!

Westside Connection - Bow Down

2pac - All Eyez On Me

FloridaNick

Shit I'm 45 now, i remember getting this when it came out. Still Badass

De Anthony Thomas

I was 13 and remember how hot this album was throughout the streets

Trent Yates

Nobody gives Mack 10 enough credit for his lyricism. This dude went hard on here

Frank cartagena

@Jiraiya TheGrandPerv p

Jiraiya TheGrandPerv

That's what I said...

hanzo

such a classic west coast album, dropped right at the time the east and west beef was poppin off, albums like this will never be replicated, the industry back then was heated.

God's Gift To The Ladies

Theres something about women listening to hip hop that turns me on lol...

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