Rasco

Keida Brewer (born September 6, 1970), known professionally as Rasco (an acronym for "Realistic, Ambitious, Serious, Cautious, and Organized"), is a rapper from San Francisco, California, United States, whose early recordings were released on Stones Throw Records. He is also a member of the rap group Cali Agents with Planet Asia, and often works with BT.

Discography

Albums

  • 1998 - Time Waits for No Man (Stones Throw Records)
  • 1999 - The Birth EP (Copasetik)
  • 2000 - How The West Was One (with Planet Asia as Cali Agents) (Ground Control)
  • 2000 - 20,000 Leagues Under the Street, Vol. 1 (PocketsLinted)
  • 2001 - Hostile Environment (Copasetik)
  • 2003 - Escape from Alcatraz (PocketsLinted)
  • 2003 - Presents Hip-Hop Classics, Vol. 1 (Copasetik)
  • 2004 - Head of the State (with Planet Asia as Cali Agents) (PocketsLinted)
  • 2004 - The Minority Report (PocketsLinted)
  • 2005 - The Dick Swanson Theory (PocketsLinted)
  • 2006 - Fire & Ice (with Planet Asia as Cali Agents) (PocketsLinted)
  • 2010 - Global Threat (PocketsLinted)
  • RASCO

    Ras Lanuf Oil and Gas Processing Company (Rasco) is a subsidiary of the state-owned National Oil Corporation of Libya (NOC). Rasco operates the Ras Lanuf Refinery.

    Products

    Ra's Lanuf is a topping and reforming oil refinery. It became operational in 1984 and produces an estimated 220,000 bbl/d (35,000 m3/d). It is a simple hydroskimming refinery, but its products meet market specifications due to high quality crude oil. Rasco produces fuel oil, gas oil, LPG, naphtha and kerosene. The refinery also produces petrochemicals, utilizing naphtha as a feed stock to an ethylene plant with a capacilty of 1.2 million tpy (tons per year). Its main products are ethylene (330,000 tpy), propylene (170,000 tpy), Mix C4 (130,000 tpy) and P Gasoline (335,000 tpy).

    Background

    Podcasts:

    Rasco

    ALBUMS

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    Hostile Environment

    by: Rasco

    ah,yo 2000
    Grand Imperial
    New and improved
    Show and prove
    [Verse 1]
    Yo,the underground rap veteran here to bring you
    Cats the medicine to stop all the shit you've been peddlin
    Ain't nothin' better when your pockets is phat
    Niggas get up in the game and start changing they stacks
    Without gats I can run in your spot
    And take everything you got
    Without bustin' a shot
    Nothin' but the hotness
    Nigga we got this
    Your same old style is now soundin' monotenous
    Close caption hold cats that's ready for action
    I wouldn't give y'all the satisfaction
    (Yo better get your crack or so
    Cause I can light to your ass when the track is old nigga)
    I switch tones like I switch colognes
    And keep it bangin hard to your stereo headphones
    It's Dick Swanson for the niggas that still ridin' the Johnson
    hate cats harder than Zack Bronson
    I'm from the coast where they cary the toast
    And puttin clothes to your hair spittin' lyrics instead
    Never in arrears ?? the cash
    you being pushed out the block still coming in last
    I let it blast so you niggas can feel
    Fuck shady cats actin' like they cuttin' some deals
    I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish
    You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is crisp
    Ey yo
    [Chorus x2]
    We spit it
    You cats better get with it
    Nothin' but cash man we stay fresh minted
    If niggas is laid out then Rasco did it
    Find me at the spot with the gunz still hot
    I came to expose these mediore flows
    Niggas who talk trash on weak ass shows
    Niggas that ride dicks of weak ass clicks
    Niggas that get smashed for being in the mix
    I stand alone you clone your shit
    You ponder recash that don't even know shit
    Puttin' you out there to make 'em cash
    Blame yourself when your career don't last
    Outta your class vast amidst four tips with blue prints
    Of books with some raw ass hooks
    Never ran with crooks, I use my brain
    Dissin' the rowl instead of dissin' cocaine
    Tryin' to explain, your click ain't sick
    I'm ready to smack y'all with forty five licks
    Right to the teeth i spit heat to the street for real
    Still lookin' for the cash and a deal
    Who's fault is that?It sounds like yours
    Nothin' but rhymes that come straight from the pause
    Settle the score but don't spit in our clothes
    I'm fittin' somewhere between the highs and the lows
    Blowing back to those that shattered that glass
    You know it's for real cause your sister sold by the glass
    I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish
    You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is crisp
    Ey yo
    [Chorus x2]
    Ey check this
    I ain't even begin I still blow a niggas plan turn water to sand
    Every blade is plain I rain on a niggas parade
    throwin' grenades at his fresh cut dane
    Every joint is made on rhymes from the spot
    You fuckin' with us you better bring all you got
    Ras came to rock for real mc's
    And fuck keepin' it real, I need those G's
    One hundred degrees I burn outta turn so learn
    Don't but here when you got no concern
    Niggas get smacked for doin' shit like that
    I verbally blast and pull his whole wig back
    Straight from the CA we ain't no kids
    You better rethink that and raise that bid
    You know what it is rush the bus like us
    Living this plush plush the trust is a must
    Ready to crush these young cats to the map
    And how do I get mines to sound so phat
    We take time I scrutinise every line
    You spendin' my cash you better find every dime
    One more time I spit lyrics like these
    The soul by the glass rock shows overseas
    I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish
    You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is crisp
    Ey yo
    [Chorus x2]




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