Banks was born in New Carrollton, Maryland and raised in Queens, New York City; he is of mixed Puerto Rican and African American descent. His father spent most of Lloyd's childhood in prison, leaving his mother to raise him and his two siblings. Lloyd attended August Martin High School but dropped out at age 16. For his stage name, he took his great, great-grandfather's name Banks, which was passed on by his uncles who also shared it.
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap is an album by Australian hard rock band AC/DC. It was the band's second internationally released studio album and the third to be released in Australia. All songs were written by Angus Young, Malcolm Young and Bon Scott.
Background
AC/DC began recording what would become Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap in January 1976 at Albert Studios with Harry Vanda and George Young (older brother of guitarists Malcolm and Angus) producing. In April, the band went on their first tour of the U.K. where "It's a Long Way to the Top (If You Wanna Rock 'n' Roll)" was released as a single. According to the book AC/DC: Maximum Rock & Roll, Vanda and Young traveled to the U.K. to record several songs with the band at Vineland Studios for a scheduled EP, which was eventually scrapped. One of these songs, "Love at First Feel," would surface on the international Dirty Deeds release while the others, "Carry Me Home" and "Dirty Eyes," would remain unreleased, the latter being reworked into "Whole Lotta Rosie" on 1977's Let There Be Rock. A song titled "I'm a Rebel" was recorded at Maschener Studios as well with music and lyrics written by Angus and Malcolm Young's older brother, Alex Young. This song was never released by AC/DC and remains in Albert Productions' vaults. German band Accept later released it as a single and named their second album after the song. In September, High Voltage was released in the United States but, hampered by visa problems and a disinterested Atlantic Records label in the United States, the band returned to Australia to finish their third album.
Ain (French pronunciation:[ɛ̃]; Arpitan: En) is a department named after the Ain River on the eastern edge of France. Being part of the region Auvergne-Rhône-Alpes and bordered by the rivers Saône and Rhône, the department of Ain enjoys a privileged geographic situation. It has an excellent transport network (TGV, highways) and benefits from the proximity to the international airports of Lyon and Geneva.
Ain is composed of four geographically different areas (Bresse, Dombes, Bugey and Pays de Gex) which – each with its own characteristics – contribute to the diversity and the dynamic economic development of the department. In the Bresse agriculture and agro-industry are dominated by the cultivation of cereals, cattle breeding, milk and cheese production as well as poultry farming. In the Dombes, pisciculture assumes greater importance as does wine making in the Bugey. The high diversification of the department's industry is accompanied by a strong presence of the plastics sector in and around Oyonnax (so-called "Plastics Valley").
The ʿayin glyph in these various languages represents, or has represented, a voiced pharyngeal fricative (/ʕ/), or a similarly articulated consonant, which has no equivalent or approximate substitute in the sound‐system of English. There are many possible transliterations.
Origins
The letter name is derived from Proto-Semitic*ʿayn- "eye", and the Phoenician letter had an eye-shape, ultimately derived from the ı͗rhieroglyph
To this day, ʿayin in Hebrew, Arabic, Amharic, and Maltese means "eye" and "spring" (ʿayno in Neo-Aramaic).
The Phoenician letter gave rise to the GreekΟ, Latin O, and CyrillicО, all representing vowels.
The sound represented by ayin is common to much of the Afrasiatic language family, such as the Egyptian, Cushitic, and Semitic languages. Some scholars believe that the sound in Proto-Indo-European transcribed h3 was similar, though this is debatable. (See Laryngeal theory.)
An ain is a spring in North Africa, which reaches the surface as a result of an artesian basin and is of particular importance in arid regions. It can produce a flow of water directly or result in evaporitic saline crusts. Known examples are found in the oases of the Tunisian region of Bled el Djerid and in the entire area around the depressions of Chott el Djerid and Chott el Gharsa. Here, there are water-bearing strata, usually of sand or sandstone, that act as aquifers in their function.
Snoop Dogg, Kurupt, Warren G & Daz Perform "Ain't No Fun" At MTV Spring Break 2011
Snoop Dogg rocked MTV's Spring Break in Las Vegas with his classic "Ain't No Fun" alongside Warren G, Daz and Kurupt.
published: 08 Mar 2011
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published: 26 Sep 2019
Lloyd banks-House Pride Lyrics (FNO)
Lloyd banks-House Pride from fno mixtape
lyrics
Before my time goes they going to raise a nigga's jersey in the sky
Treat a nigga right, been dreaming on my life
Shorty want to get some air, I go and get her when I fly
Taking off on these niggas, I retire the minute I catch fire
I smoked them all before, just revisiting the high
I'm a get it until they gun me, ain't no giving up and I
And we ain't never shared a level, dawg, it couldn't be a tie
See me when you talking cause they eyes don't lie
Rather leave this bitch early than watch time go by
Bitch, you better have the light. Not I
I feel an Emmy when a rival's by
I know God feel me, give a fuck about who loves me
It's funny, everyone gathers when it's about some money
Money into making everything alright or ugly
I'm in line with the st...
Lloyd banks-House Pride from fno mixtape
lyrics
Before my time goes they going to raise a nigga's jersey in the sky
Treat a nigga right, been dreaming on my lif...
Lloyd banks-House Pride from fno mixtape
lyrics
Before my time goes they going to raise a nigga's jersey in the sky
Treat a nigga right, been dreaming on my life
Shorty want to get some air, I go and get her when I fly
Taking off on these niggas, I retire the minute I catch fire
I smoked them all before, just revisiting the high
I'm a get it until they gun me, ain't no giving up and I
And we ain't never shared a level, dawg, it couldn't be a tie
See me when you talking cause they eyes don't lie
Rather leave this bitch early than watch time go by
Bitch, you better have the light. Not I
I feel an Emmy when a rival's by
I know God feel me, give a fuck about who loves me
It's funny, everyone gathers when it's about some money
Money into making everything alright or ugly
I'm in line with the stars, boulevard scared hungry
This life ain't pretty, shit should be ugly how we're dying
You better know them girls don't really love you, they by lying
Probably fed my hunger, ever hunt me? I'm a lion
Cooler than my jewels, boy, touch'em and you're frying
Spitter of the city, what the fuck are you providing?
My style is going everywhere, you ducking and you hiding
I'm going to reign again, put that on a couple of medallions
We don't care about nothing and we wilin'
You riding with your nigga, ain't your nigga
He don't get it when it rain
I came in to deliver, I'm going to come up with a name
I got the title to my city with key around my chain
I'm a keeper to the books, when I leave going to be the same
Twenty years later I'm a king -
Course so. Hallelujah! see my cross show
Holding on a horror, Steven King on a song though
Life's short, dawg, heaven's huge we can all go
The people that you shit on your way up
Shit right back on you on your way down
Not to mention, niggas dumb for no reason
Never cared then, fuck you think it matters what they say now?
I've been on my only shit, sorry you don't see me bruh
Shades all they show me so I bother with the media
I pray for the money to come, something told me it'd be easier
Voices lied to me, turned a humble nigga greedy uh
I don't need no back up, shit! my back against the wall
Keep your words small, never know who's tapping in your call
For the long haul better off you strapping when you ball
Jelly cause you jig, hacking with the saw, splatters on the floor
Scatter from the law, spill the pen out with the liquor
Get a diamond for you try me, from the gate I been that nigga
Bet you think it's fun and fame? entertainment made me sicker
That chick just wants to bubble, back then I had to Cris her
Break through any weather, living right just makes you richer
My times make you tougher, my minds in the upper
Echelon, no respect for the comp, repetition stomp
Bitch, get out of line, check her prompt, in my S. Laurent
Pick a cloud, start a fire with the pilot
Don't matter how you built, you never did no one a solid
Everybody got to say they opinions getting crowded
This for every mutherfucka that ever doubt it - Southside!
Put'em by me I'm a outshine
One in a million, I'm the house pride
Came into the building with a cyclone
Making a killing off my bright poems
This drug has helped me spend my nights gone
Lights out, shocked eyes
Get my anger while I climb skies
'Came famous from my line drives
Give me big praise and high cries
Let the hate fall while I rise
The fuck these niggas talking about? Top 5!
Lloyd banks-House Pride from fno mixtape
lyrics
Before my time goes they going to raise a nigga's jersey in the sky
Treat a nigga right, been dreaming on my life
Shorty want to get some air, I go and get her when I fly
Taking off on these niggas, I retire the minute I catch fire
I smoked them all before, just revisiting the high
I'm a get it until they gun me, ain't no giving up and I
And we ain't never shared a level, dawg, it couldn't be a tie
See me when you talking cause they eyes don't lie
Rather leave this bitch early than watch time go by
Bitch, you better have the light. Not I
I feel an Emmy when a rival's by
I know God feel me, give a fuck about who loves me
It's funny, everyone gathers when it's about some money
Money into making everything alright or ugly
I'm in line with the stars, boulevard scared hungry
This life ain't pretty, shit should be ugly how we're dying
You better know them girls don't really love you, they by lying
Probably fed my hunger, ever hunt me? I'm a lion
Cooler than my jewels, boy, touch'em and you're frying
Spitter of the city, what the fuck are you providing?
My style is going everywhere, you ducking and you hiding
I'm going to reign again, put that on a couple of medallions
We don't care about nothing and we wilin'
You riding with your nigga, ain't your nigga
He don't get it when it rain
I came in to deliver, I'm going to come up with a name
I got the title to my city with key around my chain
I'm a keeper to the books, when I leave going to be the same
Twenty years later I'm a king -
Course so. Hallelujah! see my cross show
Holding on a horror, Steven King on a song though
Life's short, dawg, heaven's huge we can all go
The people that you shit on your way up
Shit right back on you on your way down
Not to mention, niggas dumb for no reason
Never cared then, fuck you think it matters what they say now?
I've been on my only shit, sorry you don't see me bruh
Shades all they show me so I bother with the media
I pray for the money to come, something told me it'd be easier
Voices lied to me, turned a humble nigga greedy uh
I don't need no back up, shit! my back against the wall
Keep your words small, never know who's tapping in your call
For the long haul better off you strapping when you ball
Jelly cause you jig, hacking with the saw, splatters on the floor
Scatter from the law, spill the pen out with the liquor
Get a diamond for you try me, from the gate I been that nigga
Bet you think it's fun and fame? entertainment made me sicker
That chick just wants to bubble, back then I had to Cris her
Break through any weather, living right just makes you richer
My times make you tougher, my minds in the upper
Echelon, no respect for the comp, repetition stomp
Bitch, get out of line, check her prompt, in my S. Laurent
Pick a cloud, start a fire with the pilot
Don't matter how you built, you never did no one a solid
Everybody got to say they opinions getting crowded
This for every mutherfucka that ever doubt it - Southside!
Put'em by me I'm a outshine
One in a million, I'm the house pride
Came into the building with a cyclone
Making a killing off my bright poems
This drug has helped me spend my nights gone
Lights out, shocked eyes
Get my anger while I climb skies
'Came famous from my line drives
Give me big praise and high cries
Let the hate fall while I rise
The fuck these niggas talking about? Top 5!
Lloyd banks-House Pride from fno mixtape
lyrics
Before my time goes they going to raise a nigga's jersey in the sky
Treat a nigga right, been dreaming on my life
Shorty want to get some air, I go and get her when I fly
Taking off on these niggas, I retire the minute I catch fire
I smoked them all before, just revisiting the high
I'm a get it until they gun me, ain't no giving up and I
And we ain't never shared a level, dawg, it couldn't be a tie
See me when you talking cause they eyes don't lie
Rather leave this bitch early than watch time go by
Bitch, you better have the light. Not I
I feel an Emmy when a rival's by
I know God feel me, give a fuck about who loves me
It's funny, everyone gathers when it's about some money
Money into making everything alright or ugly
I'm in line with the stars, boulevard scared hungry
This life ain't pretty, shit should be ugly how we're dying
You better know them girls don't really love you, they by lying
Probably fed my hunger, ever hunt me? I'm a lion
Cooler than my jewels, boy, touch'em and you're frying
Spitter of the city, what the fuck are you providing?
My style is going everywhere, you ducking and you hiding
I'm going to reign again, put that on a couple of medallions
We don't care about nothing and we wilin'
You riding with your nigga, ain't your nigga
He don't get it when it rain
I came in to deliver, I'm going to come up with a name
I got the title to my city with key around my chain
I'm a keeper to the books, when I leave going to be the same
Twenty years later I'm a king -
Course so. Hallelujah! see my cross show
Holding on a horror, Steven King on a song though
Life's short, dawg, heaven's huge we can all go
The people that you shit on your way up
Shit right back on you on your way down
Not to mention, niggas dumb for no reason
Never cared then, fuck you think it matters what they say now?
I've been on my only shit, sorry you don't see me bruh
Shades all they show me so I bother with the media
I pray for the money to come, something told me it'd be easier
Voices lied to me, turned a humble nigga greedy uh
I don't need no back up, shit! my back against the wall
Keep your words small, never know who's tapping in your call
For the long haul better off you strapping when you ball
Jelly cause you jig, hacking with the saw, splatters on the floor
Scatter from the law, spill the pen out with the liquor
Get a diamond for you try me, from the gate I been that nigga
Bet you think it's fun and fame? entertainment made me sicker
That chick just wants to bubble, back then I had to Cris her
Break through any weather, living right just makes you richer
My times make you tougher, my minds in the upper
Echelon, no respect for the comp, repetition stomp
Bitch, get out of line, check her prompt, in my S. Laurent
Pick a cloud, start a fire with the pilot
Don't matter how you built, you never did no one a solid
Everybody got to say they opinions getting crowded
This for every mutherfucka that ever doubt it - Southside!
Put'em by me I'm a outshine
One in a million, I'm the house pride
Came into the building with a cyclone
Making a killing off my bright poems
This drug has helped me spend my nights gone
Lights out, shocked eyes
Get my anger while I climb skies
'Came famous from my line drives
Give me big praise and high cries
Let the hate fall while I rise
The fuck these niggas talking about? Top 5!
Banks was born in New Carrollton, Maryland and raised in Queens, New York City; he is of mixed Puerto Rican and African American descent. His father spent most of Lloyd's childhood in prison, leaving his mother to raise him and his two siblings. Lloyd attended August Martin High School but dropped out at age 16. For his stage name, he took his great, great-grandfather's name Banks, which was passed on by his uncles who also shared it.
Lyrics to On My Way: Harlem World! Yeah! We from the bottom, but we goin' to the top (uh!) Full speed, nonstop to the guap. You know what this is! [echoes] Familiar cause I got it off the block (block!) You don't really want me layin' down shop, Cause no one'll live SouthSide until the casket drop, (drop!) [police sirens] I be higher than a astronaut! - Real rap nigga! (real rap nigga!) You sense violence when we pass the block (block!) And niggas ballin' don't pass the rock, {PLK! } Get back nigga! (ugh!) Every fuckin' month I'm gon' be hittin' out the trunk Hittin' out the club, sour D mixin' out the blunt. (whoo!) I'm a playa neighbor! - I won't be trickin' out with chumps Himilaya flavor! (yeah!) - Chrome drippin' off the front, Front on me you'll be in danger, dead! Call the ranger, red! - All on ya head You'll leak and then it drain, Yea I'll flame ya! - Tired of tellin' em, do me a favor Let 'em know why I'm major! - Let 'em know I will Guage the First nigga talkin' disrespectful [gunshot] I will check you, Check ya self! - You ain't get no check since I done met you! I'm special! - 38 flow, why would I wrestle? (why?) I'll stretch you, and 38 more, I'm a professional! (ugh!) It's "F you"! - Cause these niggas hatin' with no motive (yeah!) Wonder why they get no love and cold shoulders. (yeah!) We let the codes mold us! - Detrimental discipline {Whoooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } And those that wasn't listenin' convert to push-overs! We from the bottom, but we goin' to the top (top!) Full speed, nonstop to the guap. You know what this is! [echoes] Familiar cause I got it off the block (block!) You don't really want me layin' down shop, Cause no one'll live SouthSide until the casket drop, (drop!) [police sirens] I be higher than a astronaut! - Real rap nigga! (real rap nigga!) You sense violence when we pass the block (block!) And niggas ballin' don't pass the rock, Get back nigga! (ugh!) Hard days and hollow heads. - Beds and model legs. Look hoe! - We fuck 'em with' the same shit the bottle says, [gunshot] DON! - You gotta spell my name capital, (ugh!) Arsonist! - I don't spit like the other rappers do. (NAAH!) You don't want 50 put me after you Send a long shot from France, I'm international! So keep sneak-dissin' and I'm smashin' you', Harrasin' you! - You pro'ly ain't got enough gas in you! [scream] Them niggas gassin' you! (gassin' you!) - Makin' a' ass of you (YEAH!) I'm in the door with kush smoke in the tour (uh!) But I'm in the mix! - Whole hood hopin' to score. (score!) Keep ya B.I. low - before you see 5-0! I got a beehive flow! - I'm a stunt till it stings, (stings!) Since a knee-high or mo', I been a G. I. Joe! Jackson! - I beat these niggas in line - .4-4 strappin' (.4-4 strappin'!) You can pray for my downfall! - IT WON'T HAPPEN! We from the bottom, but we goin' to the top (top!) Full speed, nonstop to the guap. You know what this is! [echoes] Familiar cause I got it off the block (block!) You don't really want me layin' down shop, {DAMN! } Cause no one'll live SouthSide until the casket drop, (drop!) [police sirens] I be higher than a astronaut! - Real rap nigga! (real rap nigga!) {OOOHH! } You sense violence when we pass the block (block!) And niggas ballin' don't pass the rock, Get back nigga! [echoes] {HP! } [gunshot] [beat stops]