Heather B. Gardner (born 1971) is an African American hip hop artist from Jersey City, New Jersey. She is billed in all projects as Heather B., and is most well known for being a cast member on The Real World: New York, the first season of MTV’s reality show The Real World.[1] One of two African American roommates, Heather was portrayed as a friendly, intelligent young woman with aspirations to become a rap superstar. She forged an unlikely friendship with naïve Alabama girl Julie; a memorable early clip from the season has Julie asking Heather if she wears a beeper because she is a drug dealer.
Gardner was affiliated with the rap group Boogie Down Productions, and was signed to Pendulum Records in 1995. In 1996 she released her first album, Takin’ Mine. The single “All Glocks Down”, an anti-gun violence anthem, received moderate radio play, as did the follow-up single “If Headz Only Knew.”
In 1997, Gardner signed with MCA Records and in 1998 she released a two track single called Do You.
Outside her music career, Gardner has appeared in various projects and television specials related to The Real World. She also appeared in the film The Wedding Video directed by Real World alum Norman Korpi, and a 2005 television commercial for America Online anti-virus software.
Heather B is gearing up for her third album release entitled, “Open Bar” on GIWOM Entertainment. The album is Executive Produced by Legendary Producer and Gangstarr Member, DJ Premier. The first single is “The Game Don’t Stop” produced by BDP Productions member, Kenny Parker. Additional production on the summer 2010 release is coming from Pete Rock and Large Professor.
"I can break it down like whatever you want" Buckshot Shorty (2x)
All glocks down arriving is the bulletproof lyricist are rood boy big up now here this I'm clasic like a coca cola why don't you roll a "L" And make it spiffy are the "L"s twisty oh yes lets get lifty Long lived the rugged female Heather B. So all you gun waving niggas put down your glocks please No need for playing the hard anymore The bulletproof lyricist is knocking at your door So open up let me in lets get nasty if you want to I'll freak dat butt like a filt by Heather Hunter Touch you touch you I might just buss you Buss your shit MC turned eastcoast kid How I swing bounce to brooklyn No need to tell you what I part took in Just know Heather B. is back in town Its no question all glocks down
Glocks down, hit'em with that funky sound I can break it down like whatever you want (say 4x)
Walking with middle finger up brown tims steppin' through Coming soon to a corner spot near you Its the side walkin' rap talkin' hip hop sister No need to try me misss-ter You got rhymes go for it we need no chorus Freestyles comin' from da door And who's testin' the untestable styles flexible You gonna haveta bounce twelve rounds TKO by the third fuck what you heard I didn't feel like playing around 'cause you's part-time witha part rhyme committing no crimes And claiming to be hard on the block So feel my funk my beat my vibe Recognize that I'm live or alive you know the time Kid just raise up rise up open your eyes up I already got you sized up so wise up BITCH A "L" to the neck a double duece I'm best And now my mind set I'll be rowdy through the death Due us part on love rock crew right here in heart don't even play me son you'll get did done Turnin' all gats or guns I'll leave you shorty with her hair undone And then you know Heather B. is back in town So no question all glocks down
I got my peeps to my left side and then my right Can't wait until tonight when real niggas turn trife I love the orange light from the dutch master tip My whole crew bent a half a hunned gone spit Chocolate tay true dat yo who him who dat Snatchin' up da "L" like a snipher Son you will surely miss the next cipher If you ever tryta hog up the "L" again Last one to put in first son to dig in Now I hear you riffin' me while I'm countin' your toke The henloke burns my throat with no jaser I'm feelin vibes by my hip from the black pager Blowin' up for da nine four for da nine five For da nine square either way say word word Heather B. is in there to the most high To the most def no quest all glock down
I got my peeps to my left side and then my right Can't wait until tonight when real niggas turn trife I love the orange light from the dutch master tip My whole crew bent a half a hunned gone spit Chocolate tay true dat yo who him who dat Snatchin' up da "L" like a snipher Son you will surely miss the next cipher If you ever tryta hog up the "L" again Last one to put in first son to dig in Now I hear you riffin' me while I'm countin' your toke The henloke burns my throat with no jaser I'm feelin vibes by my hip from the black pager Blowin' up for da nine four for da nine five For da nine square either way say word word Heather B. is in there to the most high To the most def no quest all glock down
But 'The Blast Master' KRS-ONE can't hide his style here.
"All Glocks Down" rhyme pattern was super familiar, she was rapping in 3rd person (which is a clear sign of ghostwriting > think, D-Nice 'My Name Is D-Nice''), the boom bap was impeccable, and the cadence unmistakably KRS ONE. I had to check the production credits.
All Glocks Down" is the first single released from Heather B.'s debut album, Takin' Mine. It was released in 1995 and produced by Boogie Down Productions member Kenny Parker
anyone denying the mixture of vocals and beats from the 90s as a form of sound therapy hasn't heard true 90s shit
大姐大
childhood memories damn
Underrated and I just heard her tonight on XM, glad for old school still bumping our ears, new stuff have no idea
"I can break it down like whatever you want"
Buckshot Shorty (2x)
All glocks down arriving is the bulletproof lyricist
are rood boy big up now here this
I'm clasic like a coca cola why don't you roll a "L"
And make it spiffy are the "L"s twisty oh yes lets get lifty
Long lived the rugged female Heather B.
So all you gun waving niggas put down your glocks please
No need for playing the hard anymore
The bulletproof lyricist is knocking at your door
So open up let me in lets get nasty if you want to
I'll freak dat butt like a filt by Heather Hunter
Touch you touch you I might just buss you
Buss your shit MC turned eastcoast kid
How I swing bounce to brooklyn
No need to tell you what I part took in
Just know Heather B. is back in town
Its no question all glocks down
Glocks down, hit'em with that funky sound
I can break it down like whatever you want (say 4x)
Walking with middle finger up brown tims steppin' through
Coming soon to a corner spot near you
Its the side walkin' rap talkin' hip hop sister
No need to try me misss-ter
You got rhymes go for it we need no chorus
Freestyles comin' from da door
And who's testin' the untestable styles flexible
You gonna haveta bounce twelve rounds
TKO by the third fuck what you heard
I didn't feel like playing around
'cause you's part-time witha part rhyme committing no crimes
And claiming to be hard on the block
So feel my funk my beat my vibe
Recognize that I'm live or alive you know the time
Kid just raise up rise up open your eyes up
I already got you sized up so wise up BITCH
A "L" to the neck a double duece I'm best
And now my mind set I'll be rowdy through the death
Due us part on love rock crew right here in heart
don't even play me son you'll get did done
Turnin' all gats or guns I'll leave you shorty with her hair undone
And then you know Heather B. is back in town
So no question all glocks down
I got my peeps to my left side and then my right
Can't wait until tonight when real niggas turn trife
I love the orange light from the dutch master tip
My whole crew bent a half a hunned gone spit
Chocolate tay true dat yo who him who dat
Snatchin' up da "L" like a snipher
Son you will surely miss the next cipher
If you ever tryta hog up the "L" again
Last one to put in first son to dig in
Now I hear you riffin' me while I'm countin' your toke
The henloke burns my throat with no jaser
I'm feelin vibes by my hip from the black pager
Blowin' up for da nine four for da nine five
For da nine square either way say word word
Heather B. is in there to the most high
To the most def no quest all glock down
I got my peeps to my left side and then my right
Can't wait until tonight when real niggas turn trife
I love the orange light from the dutch master tip
My whole crew bent a half a hunned gone spit
Chocolate tay true dat yo who him who dat
Snatchin' up da "L" like a snipher
Son you will surely miss the next cipher
If you ever tryta hog up the "L" again
Last one to put in first son to dig in
Now I hear you riffin' me while I'm countin' your toke
The henloke burns my throat with no jaser
I'm feelin vibes by my hip from the black pager
Blowin' up for da nine four for da nine five
For da nine square either way say word word
Heather B. is in there to the most high
To the most def no quest all glock down
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I just finished "The Real World: Homecoming New York." I had to revisit this banger. This was my shit back in the day!
One of the few talented female rappers to ever hit. Pure raw talent without the strip side shoe we see now with most female rappers.
Ohhh m y g o d !!!
Classic
Omar Epps playing NBA live….classic
HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY
"HEATHER B" GARDNER
(NOVEMBER 13, 2021)
Happy 50th Bday Heather B
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=h4_eEKZBFtY&feature=share
Classic track, even in 2021! Produced by Kenny Parker, Krs One's brother
Heather B. is my favorite female emcee any era!
But 'The Blast Master' KRS-ONE can't hide his style here.
"All Glocks Down" rhyme pattern was super familiar, she was rapping in 3rd person (which is a clear sign of ghostwriting > think, D-Nice 'My Name Is D-Nice''), the boom bap was impeccable, and the cadence unmistakably KRS ONE. I had to check the production credits.
All Glocks Down" is the first single released from Heather B.'s debut album, Takin' Mine. It was released in 1995 and produced by Boogie Down Productions member Kenny Parker
Before the South ruined Hip Hop.
e you heather
Wow!!! …in a good way.
Mike Epps chilling on NBA LIVE!!!!
Boon u not slick
Like Redman said: "She's not even a Rapper, she's an MC!"