Whutcha Want?
Nine
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I gets banned if I do gets banned if I don't So sometimes I will and sometimes I won't Puff mad stick crack a forty down the back Sit fat and relax and plan my attack Not the one to test I posess mad finesse My buddha was blessed one bird in the nest Chills with my peeps steady bouncing in jeeps On the New York streets hittin urban concrete I'm the man untestable, with the extraterrestrial flow Fo'-fifty-fix celo, pop the top off the forty ounce bottle I'm not the one to follow, I'm not the role model Hollow tips in my clips money grip and my Glock Only spits when I react to the bullshit So give me room to breathe and get up off DEEZ And save the confessions for JEESuz Plus I don't need to hear no sorrow Eff it, the sun will still come out tomorrow Long as I'm breathing, needing, even like Steven Achieving, gettin' some cheese and Representin' lovely, Boogie Down Bronx major With the project flavor, I made ya, daze ya My behavior is mad ill if you front You know what I want! (Whutcha want Nine?) Fat beats for my rhymes (So whutcha want Nine?) Mad clips for my nines (So whutcha want Nine?) A ill posse And my name up in lights, N-I-N-E I'ma let you know how I feel on the real I pack steel it's like a jungle makes me wonder where my eel is Hits the bricks skips the dog shit complete in my cipher Temper like Rowdy Roddy Piper, hyper like a viper I'ma strike if I got it goin for the jugular Stretch you like a copper Stoppah, stoppah, but you can't stop me Just clock me, just watch me blow up the spot G Came a long way from, back in the day We did it for no pay, just rhymin hit the hay and Sleep, wake up, write another rhyme Hit the park after dark drop the beat one time That's when shit was real, no phonies no bologna Just the homemade mics and wheels of steel Backup from the roof, amp plugged in the street light Everything right, jam over a street fight Back to the lab I grab my pen and pad Raw lyrics make a fleuredoscad Had no dinero, enough get fo' chicken wings and rice A forty ounce a nickel bag to get nice And now I might make a million, and still son It makes the heart pump, you know what I want (Whutcha want Nine?) Fat beats for my rhymes (So whutcha want Nine?) Mad clips for my nines (So whutcha want Nine?) A ill posse And my name up in lights, N-I-N-E Be like Elmer J. Fudd with the mansion and the yacht Brand new Glock non-stop hip-hop Remote control boombox lampin' on my dresser The God ain't no lesser as the pressure comes to test ya Hundred pound weight around the neck, daily Nuff treasons nuff reasons like Philip Bailey Can't get enough of that funky stuff Rhymin astronomical, original, shit is phenomenal Heat up the ghetto put the pedal to the metal Speed like Racer treat you like a wack rhyme and erase ya Right off the pape I roll a big fat spliff Four-fifth on the hip, Heineken in the grip shit I'm ready Get the keys for the jeep, let's bounce Cruise avenues, get some brews and sing the blues with the Funkmaster Flex cassette in the deck I'm in effect I move my neck while Son gets wreck Oh what a feeling, I'm on the wheels of steel and I snatch up some skins for some sexual healing Erything's kosher copasctetic, groovy hip-hop moves me Soothes me, I'm letting off like an uzi But first steps a doozy and bruise me Now I'm choosy before I start to freak it like a floozy I wanna get big get paid true stunt You know what I want! (Whutcha want Nine?) Fat beats for my rhymes (So whutcha want Nine?) Mad clips for my nines (So whutcha want Nine?) A ill posse And my name up in lights, N-I-N-E
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Written by: DERRICK C KEYES, ROBERT LEWIS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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10 facts about this song
Genre Classification"Whutcha Want?" is categorized as part of the East Coast Hip Hop and Hardcore Hip Hop genres.
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Release DateThe song was released on October 25, 1994, as a single from Nine's debut album, "Nine Livez".
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Song Popularity"Whutcha Want?" peaked at number 50 on the US Billboard Hot 100, making it Nine's highest-charting single and arguably his most popular song.
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Music Video AppearanceThe music video for "Whutcha Want?" featured on the popular music television network MTV, notably in the network's "Buzzworthy" segment that highlighted up-and-coming artists.
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Critical ReceptionThe song received positive reviews from both critics and audiences, often praised for its catchy chorus, Nine's unique raspy voice, and the song's gritty, street-influenced lyricism.
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Produced ByThe song was produced by Rob Lewis, a prolific music producer known for his work in the Hip Hop genre throughout the 90s.
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Record LabelThe song was released under the Profile Records label, a pioneer in the genre of hip-hop and dance music throughout the 1980s and 1990s.
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Song Sampling"Whutcha Want?" heavily samples the song "Nobody Beats the Biz" by Biz Markie, an influential figure in East Coast hip hop during the late 80s and early 90s.
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Album Success"Whutcha Want?" was a significant factor in the success of Nine's debut album, "Nine Livez", which further marked Nine as one of the noteworthy figures in 1990s East Coast hip hop.
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InfluenceThe success of "Whutcha Want?" paved the way for Nine's career and left a lasting influence on the East Coast Hip Hop genre.
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