B.U.D.

B.U.D.

 Seattle, Washington, USA
BandHip HopR&B

Great lyrics! Great songwriting! Great production! B.U.D. represents the long wait for Seattle to produce another mainstream hip hop artist since Sir Mix A Lot. He does a little of everything from songwriting, rapping, singing, producing, etc.

Biography

B.U.D. will be releasing his 1st album "Chronic Illness" April 10th when he headlines the I Am Camille Rich Fashion & Music Tour at Amore club downtown Seattle.

After only a few dates prior to his album release B.U.D. has come to be known for taking over shows with his energetic performances.. Similar to a DMX he has been in the game for over ten years and it's all in his music. On songs like "Get By" B.U.D. wrote, rapped, and sung the hook which displays his all around capabilities. On "Ice Cold" or "Get Away" he rapped and wrote the hook for the singer showing his songwriting. B.U.D. is a complete artist.

His pre album "Street Grail" mixtape moved around 2000 units in only a few weeks.. Since then B.U.D. has most recently been asked to write songs for Kube 93.3fm and also appear on several of their mixtapes.

His influences are Tupac, Outkast, UGK, LL Cool J, Rakim, Ice Cube, etc. His melodic rap style combined with his level of lyrics bring a sound like none other. He also sings on most of the hooks, wrote all of them, and executive produced his entire album which really sets him apart! If given the opportunity B.U.D. has proven himself ready to move the crowd. Thank you!

Lyrics

Ice Cold

Written By: B.U.D. and Kevin Gardner

(Hook)

Ice cold. Yeah you know my baby Ice cold I can see her with my eyes closed yeah you know my baby ice cold

(1st verse)

She definitely a keeper ice cold should be wrapped up in a freezer nice though most would just give her the visa uppety unluckily she known as a diva a premadonna say she only a trophy they mostly on her cuz she finer than most be closely watch her cuz she be rocking that dolce & gabanna like a sauna haters hot cuz she chose me all the ladies turn up they noses she always out modeling popping them poses men buy her champaigne and roses have your man open till that joint closes yeah you the coldest I ever felt so much back probably don't wear belt if I touch ya betcha I'll make you melt S.O.S. man I need help

(Hook repeat)

(2nd verse)

Have too much she'll give me that brain freeze got me stuck and ain't even my main squeeze she smoke bomb it ain't ever no plain trees and get that cheddar I ain't talking bout plain cheese the definition of bad chick not average know the game at all facets a real actor grew from an actress a real factor perfection from practice it's like whatever you want think she pretty think you cute at the club on a hunt 09' on them dubs and will stunt looking for the next baller or the thug of the month always busines it ain't ever personal he want her horizontal she trying to go vertical no she ain't hiding be riding convertible break hearts yeah she know how to work it slow

(Hook repeat)

Get By

Written By: B.U.D.

(1st verse)

Wake up early and I read me a scripture my day become clear like I'm painting a picture throw a blunt in the mixture then I start shining like a light in the fixture that's just way that I do things and I ain't superstitious had to keep me a routine always looking too clean a playground legend but not on that hoop dream about to ball till I hit ten feet though still considered small trying to make ends meet call me the black jew I been cheap see beauty comes from the money it's not skin deep so do what you gotta do move what you gotta move best be doing something because it's a lot of you see me doing nothing that ain't about to do ain't even kind of cool

(Hook)

I'm gonna stay fly until I hit the sky the niggaz don't care whether I live or die don't wanna go back to flippng pies just to get by I'm going hard up on my 9-5 and me and my boss ain't seeing eye to eye I hope I don't got ta ride tonight just to get by

(2 Verse)

One of the hardest things is clocking them hours didn't know that I'd be working with cowards and them powers that be wish my boss was pushing up flowers like the top floor of one of them towers we take ours to the streets can't look me in the eye then he dirty that's my boss act like he twenty and he thirty once a month he bleed cuz he girly act like everyday I come late and leave early
cuz all I'm doing getting by though I aint satisfied till I'm sitting high my coworkers care less if I live or die cuz I'm the best anything less is uncivilized so be you bet that I be me most of these cats is see through y'all can't see me it's like Hebrew y'all can't read me raps is like previes off of that TV

(Hook 2)

I'm gonna stay fly until I hit the sky the niggaz don't care whether I live or die don't wanna go back to flippng pies just to get by I'm going hard up on my 9-5 and me and my boss ain't seeing eye to eye I hope I don't got ta ride tonight just to get by

Get Away

Written By: B.U.D. featuring Merrydean

(Hook)

I prayed that we could just hoped that we could just maybe we can get away I prayed that we could just hoped that we could just maybe we can get away

(1st verse)

I keep it mellow open doors saying hello while them other fellows take you for granted foot to the pedal and my girls in stillettos soon we'll be cruising across the atlantic we got all the cars parked in garages so we can just enjoy our massages you see we work hard to make them deposits them skeletons can stay in the closets we both got benzes swing for the fences yeah we're two independents just for instance bought her a business no loans or other contigents I keep it true what I rep until the day that I'll be losing breath fouling out can't get used to the ref lets take a trip think I'm losing my step

(Hook repeat)

(2nd verse)

Where we're going they ain't worried about no bomb mostly Ron cocoa leaves and opiates puff bomb chilling in the front lawn where I'm from that's just never appropriate besides my girl they're all just associates we got a union that's colder than Soviets a solo trip is the loneliest these hoes gonna wanna pimp but the phoniest but we be visiting villages might steal a kid for the day to show em how real it is to them a heroe my world is villanous and chiling with B.U.D. will kill a ventriloquist riding cargo with Darko Milicic and bumping "Chronic Illness" he saying they feeling this stay overseas you killing it and bring ya lady y'all should get away and chill a bit

(Hook repeat 2)

Sound Off

Written By: B.U.D.

(1st Hook)

Sound off you don't wanna make me Sound off when we flow it makes you Sound off I came to get this Puget Sound off when we get on watch us turn your Sound off

(1st verse)

I use these artists just for target practice it's hard to match this the big screen starving actors it's starring rappers hip hop is multimedia if sales is down who hails the crown talking inside encyclopedias I'm gonna squeeze the game to last drop ask not you got in the game as a mascot ya hustle games unbelievable be crying about small amounts I got a accounts receivable hell no don't wanna be like you or your shadow south end seattle rocking sea light blue walk around with a short fuse I'm dope sifted don't get it twisted like cork screws this is 206 got a blue four fifth hit the set I bet you won't trip yeah he fronting like it's his town till them killas start gunning no longer real he start running like Chris Brown

(2nd hook repeat)

I'm on some other another category respect is mandatory they want our formulas formed in our laboratories think of us as free tutors recruiters "teach us to kill them track up to now been pea shooters" got a town full haters they down like the Raiders should hang around maybe our sound is contagious I'm sick man I sneeze hits before record labels we ceased this them crackers is square like cheeze its I'm off the hook like Fisherman in Switzerland drop shells that aint in the sand when in Japan got that killa flow don't roll with them killaz though just crazy since a baby I make cuts like umbilical

(3rd hook repeat)

It Is What It Is

Written By: B.U.D.

(Intro Hook)

It Is What It Is (Repeat)

(1st Verse)

Need a hit I'm the one that you send for teach rappers they might as well call me your mentor roger that or its more like 10-4 B.U.'s a baller like Lou Alcindor they call me showtime like magic my girls booty looks like a beauty right out a pageant rocking shows is just one my habits and the inspector's probably packing a gadget couldn't touch me in your lifetime if your style is hollow you should follow my guidelines you'll see B.U.D. on the cover of high times cuz off the dro that nigga flow like a pipeline it might get under your skin he relaxed and back doing numbers again them losers don't want me to win they swinging from nuts are they monkey or men

(1st Hook)

Cuz it is what it is yeah it is what it is them haters getting mad cuz he living it big he always having money yeah he did what it did you keep on talking crazy I'll be splitting your wig cuz It is what it is yeah it is what it is It is what it is yeah it is what it is It is what it is yeah it is what it is It is what it is yeah it is what it is

(2nd Verse)

Peeping my swag and she liking my diction loving the way my story read and need a subscription wonder if its fact or fiction that I keep it popping like I got a prescription now that's out of the question I'm focused and just getting out of recession and now I got so much aggression I'm like a convict the day of inspection go through whips like Halle Berry I'm doing it for the kids so its voluntary and give a single solitary if life is like a cartoon it's Tom and Jerry niggaz is losing they marbles hard when in the streets around they wife they Harpo you stay getting grilled like charcoal me and my ladies got mercedes in car shows

(2nd Hook)

Cuz it is what it is yeah it is what it is them haters getting mad cuz he living it big he always having money yeah he did what it did you keep on talking crazy I'll be splitting your wig cuz It is what it is yeah it is what it is It is what it is yeah it is what it is It is what it is yeah it is what it is It is what it is yeah it is what it is

(3rd Verse)

Call himself taking my title the best friends in rap will turn into your rivals I'd put my word on the bible if my disciple pull the rifle you'll be leaning like ifle you can call it murder he wrote I'm saying you gay rappers are the first to elope tight jeans and a burgundy coat thinking your boyfriend will get you further he won't B.U.D.'s eating MCs for breakfast bet I gross the most getting toast in Texas and please try snatching my necklace my crew can box dropping blocks like Tetris your tuned in to the mind of a madman he such a hustler he can grind with his bad hand I'm like a crossbreed of purple and Afghan so throw your wack rhymes right in the trashcan

(3rd Hook Repeat)

Discography

B.U.D. released his first Street Grail mixtape in 2007-8 and his team sold over 2000 cds on the streets out of the trunk of their car. Been in talks with people from Kube 93.3 about doing an intro song for their nightime DJ, doing songs for his mixtape, and also getting my music played on their station which is the biggest in Washington. We are building a large network of college radio stations and DJs that will be playing our music as well!

Set List

Sets are 15-45 minutes.

1) It Is What It Is 2) Get By 3) Sound Off 4) Get away 5) Rocking The Metal 6) Ice Cold.