ADAAM

ADAAM

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Adaam has previously earned a Grammy nomination for his album "LOOK UP" (TooFamous/Chance Records which was produced by Don Lucki, Jr. and mastered by the legendary Bernie Grundman, who is known for his work with practically everyone, including Eminem's "The Eminem Show)

Biography

Adaam adds a positive message and fresh voice to today's Hip Hop scene and is proving very quickly that he can keep up with the big boys. Check out his tracks and come back for more. His newest album, V.I.P.available NOW on Chance Records. After a few listens, you'll see that he's a force to be reckoned with.

He has been influenced by everyone from Eminem, Lil Bow Wow, Snoop Dogg, R. Kelly, B.I.G. to the old skool emcees and beyond. Adaam's LOOK UP Album was been nominated for Best Musical Album for Children for the 46th annual GRAMMY AWARDS.

VIP will be in record stores everywhere around the world.

Adaam's commercial has aired on MTV and Nickelodeon.

For more information see www.TooFamous.com

All songs Stroke Of Luck/BMI

Lyrics

50 Strong

Written By: Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)

50 STRONG
Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)
Music By Don Lucki, Jr. Stroke Of Luck/BMI copyright 2005

Yeah
Hey, I'm a little cuckoo crazy you know
But you know I'm straight

I suggest you take one step back
Cause if not, I'm gonna have you talkin whack homey
You must be crazy, if you wanna fight me
cause you know I could be lazy

I could do two things at once, I could rap and eat
You know I'm number one, check out my beat
I aint never gonna fall, I aint never gonna slip
If you think I am, then homey you know you trippin
See...on the mike I'm a killer, I do this like
Michael Jackson, I am a thriller

Yeah Homey, you better watch out
Because when I'm on the mike, I'm the best without a doubt
You think I'm gonna fall, you think I'm gonna trip
Well I ain't homey, cuz you know I never slip
My shoulders stay firm, you better learn
So bring your pen and your pad, cuz I'm the teacher today

And if you drape me mad, I'm going have to battle you
You aint gonna want to havin that, you a fool

See, the mike's my weapon
So if you wanna battle me you better get to steppin
You know I'm number one, so why you wanna challenge me
Cmon homey, I dont think you really wanna battle me
No, I know you don't so I sing for you dude
Oh, I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude
But my lyrics are too raw and I'm way too fresh
I've got Million dollar, couple of checks
You know I'm the best, you know I'm fresh
I've got a couple of million dollar checks

Yeah

Got the big chain on my neck,
I got my little wrist so what the heck
I've got some white shoes and if I get it scuffed, get a new pair
You know I'm number one, I've got that roca-Wear
Yeah you know I always be the man on the mike
You wanna fight, Yo, I'm sweet like a Mike & Ike
You can't stop me, or rock me, or top me or drop me
The money I'm makin's like fakin monopoly
Cuz if you saw it you wouldn't imagine this is happening
You know I'm the best, boy when I'm rappin

I could do it in a basement, I could do it in front of a mill
You know I'm number one, I got a million dollar bills
C'mon you dont wanna do nothing, you cant do nothin to me
You know I'm number one, ooo you tryin to blue me
But you cant cuz Im the man, I got the mike in my hand
So here I come, I diss you over like Allen Iverson
and I'm the Detroit Pistons, cuz I'm the number one crew
You know I'm number one homey, my lyrics are so fluid
You can't do it like I can do it, you never can
Cuz you know you a little girl, and I'm the big man
I'm the doctor you the nurse, cuz you one step behind
So I suggest you get to steppin before I kick you in your behind
Your lyrics are fake, you don't mean anything you say
And that's why you're a phoney homey, you know you are gay
You can never stop me, when i'm on the mike, you know I am the best
I told you before, that I got about a million checks

All for a million dollars, all the girles wanna holler
Yeah, you know, I'm a hip-hop scholar
You can never stop me rock me like I said before
You know I'm number one homey, then check track #4
Cuz I'll say the same thing, cuz you know it's true
Cmon, you think you can beat me, this is what I do for a LIVING
I make my money this way, I make my cake
I'm gonna put you in the oven, turn it up and let you bake
I will sweep you with a rake, and throw you in the trashcans
Cuz I'm on the mike, and you know I'm a madman
I'll come and eat you,turn the oven, it's 400 degrees
I spit these lyrics, all across the seven seas
I'm the illest, I'm the realist, I'm like a killer
On this mike, you know I'm like michael jackson, I'm a Thriller
Yo, I said it before, but I'll say it again
you know they call me AD, Homey and you know I'm the man

Million Miles

Written By: Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)

MILLION MILES
Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)
Music By Don Lucki, Jr. Stroke Of Luck/BMI copyright 2005

Let's go, yeah
I'm bout to take it down
Here we come

You wanna challenge me in a battle
go ahead, I dare you
your brains gonna rattle
I'm gonna shake you up, snake you up
I'm gonna come up and run on you
You know I'm number one, I'm the best at this

You cannot stop me, rock me, top me or drop me
In this game, I'm the king, the King of Monopoly
I'm making money, but the money aint fake
You wanna play me, I'm gonna put you in the oven let you bake

Yeah, see here we go that's how I do
You know I'm number one I've got my Phat farm shoes
Got a Tupac watch, got a throwback jersey
I've got a million bucks and I aint even thirty

Yeah, I don't ever fall
I stand stiff and strong

You know I'm number one, singin my song
I got a million girls in a million thongs
Here we go, here we go
You wanna battle me, uh-uh no

Battle me homey, you know you gonna fall
When I'm on the mike, see you know I ball
I got girls callin my celly up
You know I'm number one, I'm gonna lace my air force ones up

Yeah, I don't got a gun, won't put it up
But you know, at 8:00 I got a show
I'll be there all prepared, I come cocked and ready
You know I'm number one I got a girl named betty
Gotta girl named shondra gotta girl named keisha
You know I'm number one, Cmon
I'm a player, I'm a baller whatever you want to say
You know I'm number one homey, your lyrics gay
You will never touch me, cuz you know I'm the best
I got a million girls and they want me to touch their breasts
You can never top, me rock me, stop me or whatever
You know I'm the best no matter the weather

It could be rain, sleet, snow or a storm
Here I come I'm the best, yes and you better know that
I've got my throwback...here I come

I'm thirteen years old and I'm rockin this mike
I've got Don and my Dad, you know I'm so tight
You know I'm so cold and you know I'm so fresh
Yeah, you know I am in the funky flesh

I could take it old
I could take it new
But homey you wanna battle me
then I'm gonna take you to school
And I will rock you any day, I promise you that
You know I'm number one, got my dewrag and my throwback hat

Here I come from the bottom to the top
You know I'm number one and I'm never gonna stop
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
but we don't need no water let the fire burrrn

Yeah, you know I'm a player, I'm a baller, I'm whatever
I beat you in any kind of weather you know
I'll be prepared and ready for my show

Yeah, I ain't never gonna fall on this mike
You wanna fight, I'll squish you like a Mike & Ike
So you better be right and you better be strong
If not, I'll have you look like a pussy in a thong

Yeah, I ain't never fall
I'm a toy soldier, wait no
I'm a real soldier Homey

I ain't afraid to get up on stage
and say whatever I want
I like have a rage
Cuz I be preachin my rhymes
In good or bad or nice or hard or any kinda times
I ain't...

Here we go, I ain't never gonna fall you know
Yeah

I ain't fake, you know that homey
You better watch out cuz I ain't puttin up with your baloney
Your lyrics never gonna touch me, I'm a million miles away
Hey, did I say your lyrics are gay
Cuz you know I'm the man, with the mike in my hand
So I suggest you fake boyz, better be on the ran, be on the run
I ain't got a gun, but I got my mike
I'm gonna step on you and squich you like a dirty mike & ike

You know that I'm so fresh, you know that I'm the best
When I'm on the mike...If I make a mistake, just keep going
Cuz on the mike, you know I'm the best at flowing
I could freestyle from 8:00 to 9:00 at night
You know I'm number one, I'll be like Mike Tyson in a fight
I ain't never gonna fall, I ain't never gonna trip
And homey, you know I ain't never gonna slip
Yeah

Stranger On The Shores

Written By: Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)

STRANGER ON THE SHORES
Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)
Music By Don Lucki, Jr. Stroke Of Luck/BMI copyright 2005

Yeah,
Girl you come with me you could have everything
You could have diamond rings, necklaces, bracelets,
whatever you want...check it out

It would be a fantasy if you would come with me
You could see, yeah we'd be by the blue sea
Just a blanket laid out on the beach
We could have some fun, while we're sharing a peach
Yo check it out

We could have so much fun, we could run,run,run,run,run,run,run
On the beach and everything, it would be so cool
We could rent a hotel and swim in the pool

Yeah, check it out, you could have everything
You could have everything if you come with me
We could ride on the beach or the sea
You could have everything if you come with me

We could ride on the beach or sea
we could get a scooter, and you could sit on my back
and we could talk, we could talk, we could talk smack
You know, girl, you could just play all day in the sand
in the beach Ok, so just come with me, and you could have it all
C'mon girlfriend, yo we could have a ball
Yeah, we could have a ball

So girl
Just come with me
We could do everything in your fantasy
On the beach with me
In the sea with me
We could have some fun, as you can see
We could do anything you want
We could sit in a hotel and just watch TV
Whatever you wanna do, I just want you with me

I will get you the bracelets, the ice or whatever
It doesn't matter, if its fair or stormy weather
or whatever, cause I'll be there to cover you up
you know, I'm number one, you like my little pup
cuz I'm pettin you

I love you so much
I love the way you hug me and that touch
so come with me and you will see everything
you see in your fantasy
we could be on the beach, we could cruise through the sea
like the fishies up in the sea, girl we could have so much fun
Like I said, we could be on the beach and we could run

Yeah...anything you want
Yeah, check it out

We could climb up a tree and sit in a branch
while we're eatin coconuts girl, yeah, yeah,yeah
We could have so much fun, just come with me
Yeah, It'd be so much fun, cuz I'm a 'G'
And I keep it so real, all my sex appeal
You know I'm number one, slippin like a bananna peel
and We could share and have fun...yeah

Girl we could have fun, I'll get you everything
I'll get you a necklace or a diamond ring
Just come with me. have fun with me
and we could do everything in your fantasy
Oh yeah

Yeah, check it out
I want a chick like Beyonce, Ashanti mixed with some
Britney Spears or Hillary Duff
Check it out
No puffin, no drinkin, just thinking on the beach
Yeah, we could have peach juice..whatever you want
Cmon girl..come with me alright

Discography

(Previously released (Jammin - TAFKA Adman 2002)
The Album and the artists name have changed. Formerly Adman, he is now ADAAM. The remasterd "Jammin' CD included an extra song, "Lost in The Thought" and a CD Music Video. (Admans's Plan) and was renamed to LOOK UP Up. These are hard to find.
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V.I.P. - 2005 (Appx 75 min)
catalog # crc-062205-02 UPC 837101069939

MAKING VIP (DVD - appx 30 minutes)
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For MP3's from VIP and more info see
http://www.wraptor.com/Adaam
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/6/adaam.htm
http://www.toofamous.com/chance.htm
http://www.TooFamous.com/adaam.htm

Set List

Adaam performs all original music that mixes many different musical genre's along with both insightful, uplifting, yet cool lyrics as well as a few freestyle raps which show his versatility as an artist.