str8caine

str8caine

BandHip HopR&B

"I'm like crack, you try me you hooked! Raw, uncut and unstepped on...Hip Hop in it's purest and most volatile form...that's me...STR8 Caine."

Biography

STR8 Caine has been rockin' the mic and the midwest mixtape scene for over 10 years...This NW Ohio MC is a product of the streets and the reality of a hard knock life....

I was born to a single parent household...my stepdad was a crack fiend and my moms did her best in raising me." Explains Caine "She was a high school dropout living the everyday struggle, basically a child trying to raise a child. After I got into the game, I went back to the roots of Hip Hop... after 2Pac died I became a monster on the mic. I was slaying all comers on stage, at cyphers and on the street corners...I used my life as my canvass for my art, my words and lyrics began reflecting my frustration and need to be heard.”

Check out Caine's tracks & ringtones from "BLOW" at www.slumlordmusic.com

Known by his peers and haters alike for rippin' the mic and the midwest mixtape scene...Caine is a product of the streets...with a poets wisdom and warrior's mentality. If today's Hip Hop is about being real then you can get no more pure than STR8 Caine...with the release of his debut single "TIP DOWN" from the soon to be released album "BLOW".

Tracklisting:
1-INTRO
2- BLOW
3-SO MANY DIMES
4- STEEL
5-WAKE UP MA
6- WORK
7- TIP DOWN
8- SKIT
9- KEEP ME
10- AIN'T NO DOUBT
11- RWORLD
12- MOET AND ALIZE
13- STAY FRESH
14- SKIT
15- PULL YA CARD
16- PLAY THE WALL
17- AIN'T NO DOUBT( SCREWED)

"BLOW" The Album In Stores Spring 2006
SlumLord Music Group Hotline 1-877-889-1846.
419-475-LORD
Fax: 419-574-4032

Lyrics

Tip Down

Written By: Thomas (Str8 Caine) Osley

Verse 1

Pop a tag turn my colla down I’m still tippin down fifty thou off in the pocket stop it I’m trippin now the paint flippin now every time I switch lanes colors lookin different wow wave game spin around yes sir we glide like clyde drexler exscurse sittin on twentysixs Sylvester on the seats that’s ice berg my neck in rist quite frosty blue face it might purge don’t hate cuz we getting chose floaters pose stopping pros watchin got me knockin o’s ride’n low heavy dough politicin bout some federal reserved notes you aint gotta clue where we about at go roof just letting up chicks still boppin on the cellular twentyfour seven the never let’n up gift still getting’ em flow still kill’n em stack after stack its nothing we still spenddin’ em yeah

(Chorus)
Pop a tag turn my collar down wip a player down to thow’d man we over thow’d can’t stop now top down rims floatas so I glide thru the town to thow’d get chose everybody tip down (repeats 1x)

Verse 2

I’m ursher in the jag I glide thru the city stop playin on the tags my insides pretty wood grain on the dash red bone with me but you proly can’t tell cuz her face in my lap ah don’t hate cuz ya boy get cake yousa local nobody I got fans each state aint worried bout your beef all we do is eat stake make money get ate excuse you this is Str8 in coops I slide like church shoes top down doin circles twenty four inch rims you on tens its pass ya rims curfew lavender seats about three shades a purple ha’ver the streets yeah lean on’ em cuz I know I sittin clean on’em mean on’em haters wonna team on’em skeam’em because the ladies wonna sing on’em cling on’em every time they see the Caine fightin and they scream for’em main

(Chorus)
Pop a tag turn my collar down wip a player down to thow’d man we over thow’d can’t stop now top down rims floatas so I glide thru the town to thow’d get chose everybody tip down (repeats 1x)

Verse 3

Some pelle pelle jeans white t shirt super courts are crisp clean like J.J. from good times when I walk arms swing neck and rist gleam it’s a beautiful thing the waves flowin up stream yup, yup I’m still in the mist of it slap a stack on the bar tell’em keep the hits comin tip something til you feel you wona hit something split something get something crackin wit a thick something and then I smash out hop in a six hunned and dash out sun roof open I’m throwin cash out no crome this trip yep brought the mags out paint oqua finni blue homie what you mad bout the sudden up roar was down three now I’m up four what you think we went and bout the trucks for we sittin up more twenty twos plus fours divas and my big boys everybody make noise chorus

(Chorus)
Pop a tag turn my collar down wip a player down to thow’d man we over thow’d can’t stop now top down rims floatas so I glide thru the town to thow’d get chose everybody tip down (repeats 1x)

Discography

BLOW The Album: Promotional Release Spring 2006 in Ohio, Minnesota & Atlanta currently available in Electric Fetus, Cheapos, Sound Asylum, Allied Records & Record exchange Stores. Promotional copies soon available in the SE United states.

National Release schedule for August 2006

Slumlord Eviction Notice Mixtape Summer 2006

Tha Marathon Mixtape 2005

My City single featuring MC Breed 2004

Hate A Hater featuring Bonecrusher 2004

Set List

Artist can perform as required for venue. A detailed rider can be provided upon request.