Tears Dry On Their Own (Amy Winehouse)

Amy Winehouse està sota els focus de l'atenció pública permanentment per les raons equivocades. Prou pena té, i prous problemes, amb la seva tempestuosa vida com perquè a sobre la societat li clavi les urpes impertinents de la seva tafaneria malsana. Quan dic això mai falta qui em diu que forma part d'una estrategia comercial i jo sempre penso "un colló". La noia té problemes i números per quedar-s'hi, i si s'ho ha buscat o no és un altra tema, el cas és que no em sembla que ara tingui control sobre la seva vida. En realitat, l'única raó que hauria de fer - la mereixedora d'atenció és que és una lletrista i cantant formidable.


Tears Dry on Their Own - Amy Winehouse

All I can ever be to you,
Is a darkness that we knew,
And this regret I've got accustomed to,
Once it was so right,
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night,
I knew I hadn't met my match,
But every moment we could snatch,
I don't know why I got so attached,
It's my responsibility,
And you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity

[Chorus:]
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And in your way, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own,

I don't understand,
Why do I stress A man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand,
We could a never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is inevitable withdrawal,
Even if I stop wanting you,
A Perspective pushes true,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon,

I shouldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men,

[Chorus]

So we are history,
YOUR shadow covers me
The sky above,
A blaze only that lovers see

[Chorus]

I wish I could say no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
Cause that kiss goodbye the sun sets,
So we are history,
The shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see,

[Chorus]

[x2]
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And in you way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry

Can't Forget About You, de Nas (amb Chrisette Michele)

Tot samplejant "Unforgettable" de Nat King Cole.

Hip Hop is dead?

No way.

Can't Forget About You (amb Chrisette Michele)
Album: Hip Hop Is Dead

[Nas]
There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick back
Straw hat on the porch when you old perhaps
Wanna gather your thoughts, have a cold one
Brag, to your grandkids about how life is golden
So I will light a cigar in the corridor of the crib
Pictures on the wall of all the things that I did
All the money and fame, 8 by 10's
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin with big names that could've made your career stop
All that, and your man is still here and I'm still hot
Wow, I need a moment y'all
See I almost felt a tear drop

[Chorus]
When was the last time you heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

[Hook]
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me [2x]

Ohh, I'm that history I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about you
(Can't forget about, Can't forget about you) [2x]

[Nas]
Can't forget about the old school, Bam, Cas, Melle Mel, Flash
Rocksteady spinnin on they back
Can't forget when the first rap Grammy went to Jazzy, Fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up, rap hasn't been the same since
So irregular, how it messed you up
When Mr. T became a wrestler
Can't forget about Jordan's retirement
The shot Robert Horry to win the game in the finals kid
Some things are forever, some things are not
It's the things we remember that gave the world shock
They stay in a place in your mind so snug
Like who the person was with whom you first make love

[Chorus]
When was the last time you heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

[Hook]
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me [2x]

[Nas]
Unforgettable, unsubmittable, I go by N now
Just one syllable, it's the end cause the game's tired
It's the same vibe, Good Times had right after James died
That's why the gangsta rhymers ain't inspired
Heinous crimes help record sales more than creative lines
And I don't wanna keep bringing up the greater times
But I'm a dreamer nostalgic with the state of mind
The past the past enough of it, aight then
But nothing gives me chills like Douglas and Tyson
Or Mike when his talk was live
Or when he first did the moon walk on Motown 25

[Chorus]
When was the last time you heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

[Hook]
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me [2x]

[Nat King Cole sample]
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Jonathan David, de Belle & Sebastian

Belle & Sebastian són la millor banda de pop que hi ha sobre la capa de la terra. De lluny. I si no, mireu aquest vídeo.

Belle and sebastian - Jonathan David

[via FoxyTunes / Belle and Sebastian]

I aquí, la lletra:

Belle & Sebastian - Jonathan David

I know you like her
Well, I like her too
I know she likes you
It's not as if I'm being sent off to war
There are worse things in this world

There's still room in my wooden horse for two
I was jonathan to your david
You're still king

Well I thought about her
I dreamed she'd come
I'd make my escape
I thought she liked but somehow I was wrong
I know you don't want it this way

But it's ok

It's not like we'll be parted
It's not like we'll never know love
And she'll smile for you
She'll hold your hand
You'll be in love, there's no other way
And I will make it someday

Well, I know you like her
Well, I like her too
I know she likes you
It's not as if I'm being sent off to war
There are worse things in this world

There's still room in my wooden horse for two
I was jonathan to your david
You're still king

Visions of love recolected
Have we ever been true?
I know that I have
It's time for you to go
It's all in the stones that you throw
I want you to know

It's not like we'll be parted
It's not like we'll never know love
And she'll smile for you
She'll hold your hand
You'll be in love, there's no other way
And I will make it someday

People say that
"we'll never change"
"we'll never change"
But I have

You and her in the local newspaper
You will be married and you'll be gone

Married and you'll be gone

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Escoltant: Belle & Sebastian - Jonathan David
via FoxyTunes

Sax Rohmer #1, de The Mountain Goats

The Mountain Goats són un d'aquells grups únics, que ho t'encanten o els odies. A mi m'encanten. M'encanten molt. Per primera vegada, a més a més, han fet un disc amb lletres que no són per obrir-se (metafòricament) les venes, i això és motiu de cel·lebració.

Us presento Sax Rohmer #1, el fantàstic primer senzill del seu nou disc, l'inmens Heretic Pride (avui em sento una mica superlatiu, la veritat). Us conmino a escoltar-lo i a adquirir el disc a través del sistema que considereu més convenient! Ar!

Enjoy.



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Escoltant: The Mountain Goats - Sax Rohmer #1
via FoxyTunes

Nova Música Per Un Nou Mes, o Una Història D'Amor amb Emusic

Com cada dia 20 el meu compte d’emusic s’ha renovat i ara puc comprar i descàrregar 65 cançons per afegir a la meva biblioteca musical. Aviat farà 2 anys que estic suscrit a aquest servei de compra de música per internet i el cert és que n’estic més que content. Per 13,84 € al mes puc escullir entre un ampli ventall de música en mp3 i descarregar 65 cançons (a mi em sembla un preu molt bo per la quantitat de música a la que pots accedir). El catàleg és molt ampli i s’ajusta molt als meus gustos, amb moltes novetats i també moltes coses antigues. Si us agrada la música indie, el jazz, el hip hop o la música clàssica segur que trobareu música que us agradi. També tenen una bona selecció de música rock en català i en castellà antiga i actual. I sobretot, si us agrada descobrir nova música, aquesta botiga online és un recurs insuperable. A mi m’agrada comprar música en mp3, perquè escolto música, sobretot, a l’ordinador mentres treballo o al cotxe, i en aquest darrer cas no m’importa i fins i tot prefereixo gravar-la en CDs econòmics (si, by the way, després de llegir això algú decideix provar a suscriure’s a emusic que m’ho faci saber. Si us envio una invitació a mi em regalen 50 cançons, i a vosaltres també us regalen bastantes, no se exactament quantes).

Com cada mes, ara he d’escollir entre els discos interesants que he anat marcant per comprar més endavant i també com cada mes, 65 cançons seran poques.

Els discos escollits aquest mes són:

Verdi: Requiem & Operatic Choruses, de Robert Shaw

No sóc cap melòman, ni de tros, però aquest disc fa temps que el volia escoltar. Per a mi la música clàssica és una novetat, però darrerament n’estic gaudint molt.

Rivers Arms, de Balmhorea

Un altre disc instrumental. He llegit una crítica a Pitchforkmedia que m’ha cridat l’atenció. Té pinta de ser una barreja interesant de jazz, música clàssica i folk. Ja deixaré constància de què em sembla, però a priori té bona pinta.

The Song is You, de Chick Corea, Pat Metheny, Jack DeJohnette

M’agrada molt el jazz de’n Chick Corea. El de’n Pat Metheny menys i en Jack DeJohnette no sabia ni que existia.

All is Well, de Samamidon

Indie folk. Pot ser un petardo. Però pot no ser-ho! Disc intimista amb arranjaments atmosfèrics en primera persona. We’ll see.

Libertines, de The Libertines

Rock britànic, seguint l’estela de The Clash, Suede, The Smiths... No és que el disc sigui especialment nou (crec que és del 2004) però fa temps que el tinc a la llista d’espera i he llegit coses molt bones d’aquest grup.

Això suma 55 cançons. Me’n guardo 10 per si les mosques surt alguna cosa nova durant el mes que em crida l’atenció. Que poquet que em duren... snifff...

Roto Por Dentro, de M - Clan

Aquest és el primer senzill de Memorias de Un Espantapájaros, el nou disc de M-Clan que sortirà al mercat el 26 de febrer.

Va dedicat a en Xevi, que se que li agrada molt el grup.

Made in The Dark, de Hot Chip

Aquest disc m'ha enganxat molt. Una mica disco, molt pop, escoltabilitat a tope.

Podeu escoltar-lo sencer clicant aquí.

La Banda Sonora d'Into The Wild

Into the Wild (Hacia Rutas Salvajes) és la darrera pel·lícula que ha dirigit en Sean Penn. Tinc moltes ganes de veure-la, tot i que darrerament totes les pel·lícules que vull veure al cinema se m'escapen i no sembla que això de canviar en un futur proper... ans al contrari. L'Eddie Vedder, solista del grup Pearl Jam, n'ha composat la banda sonora. És un disc acústic amb lletres sencilles amb regust a folk i a blues. M'ha agradat més que qualsevol dels albums de Pearl Jam, grup que aprecio però que crec que està enormement sobrevalorat. Un disc molt maco i molt recomanable.

Podeu trobar una altra crítica del disc a Hipersonica.

Us deixo amb el videoclip-trailer promocional i les lletres de la cançó, que segurament no és la més representativa del disc, però també m'agrada molt.

Enjoy.

Eddie Vedder - Hard Sun


When I walk beside her
I am the better man
When I look to leave her
I always stagger back again

Once I built an Ivory Tower
So I could worshop from above
When I climb down to be set free
She took me in again


CHORUS:
There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world


When she comes to greet me
She is mercy at my feet
When I see her pin her charm
She just throws it back at me

Once I dug an early grave
To find a better land
She just smiled and laughed at me
And took her bruise back again


There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world


When I go across that river
She is comfort by my side
When I try to understand
She just opens up her hands


There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world


Once I stood to lose her
When I saw what I had done
Bound down and flew away the hours
Of her garden and her sun

So I tried to warn her
I turned to see her weep
Forty days and forty nights
And it's still coming down on me


There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

(Repeat chorus 6x, fading out)

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Escoltant: eddie vedder - end of the road
via FoxyTunes

Waving Flags - British Sea Power

BRITISH SEA POWER LYRICS - Waving Flags

You are astronomical fans of alcohol
So welcome in
Are rising in the east and setting in the west
All waving flags

We’re all waving flags now
Waving flags
But don’t be scared

And you, you will be here for a while
And it’s all a joke
Ooh it’s all a joke
Oooh

Are here of legal drinking age, on minimum wage
Well, welcome in
From across the Vistula, you’ve come so very far
All waving flags

We’re all waving flags now
Waving flags
But don’t be scared

And you, you will be here for a while
And it’s all a joke
Ooh it’s all a joke
Ooooh

Beer is not death
Beer is not life
It just tastes good
Especially tonight

Oh welcome in

Oh welcome in, we are Barbarians
Oh welcome in, cross the Carpathians
Oh we can fail, … against the sea
No we won’t fail … against the sea
So walk away

Waving Flags Lyrics - BRITISH SEA POWER SONG WORDS

Song Words by Artist / Band : BRITISH SEA POWER
Song Lyrics Title : Waving Flags
Taken from Music Album : Do You Like Rock Music?
Single Released : 7 January 2008 (Digital Download)
Music Genre : Indie

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Escoltant: British Sea Power - Waving Flags
via FoxyTunes

La Música del 2007

Després de molt pensar-hi, i tot i saber que aquestes llistes no serveixen per gaire, aquests són, per a mi, els 10 millors discos publicats durant el 2007 (dels que he escoltat, evidentment). M'han acompanyat durant bona part de l'any (o no, n'hi ha algun molt recent). En ordre aproximat de preferència i depenent de com bufi el vent:

Els 10 millors a Codonyades

In Rainbows (Radiohead)
Un dels discos més accessibles de Radioheads. Pot escoltar-se milions de vegades abans de que comenci a perdre lluentor. M'encanta. Incombustibles.

Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga (Spoon)
Fins ara, cada disc d'Spoon ha estat un redescobriment per a mi. Aquest grup és gran, amb un so molt personal que (per desconeixement, segurament) no puc comparar amb res. M'encanten les lletres i la veu de'n Britt Daniels. Per a mi, el millor disc que fan desde Girls Can Tell.

Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer (Of Montreal)
Tot i haver llegit moltes i molt bones crítiques d'aquest disc vaig trigar prou a donar-li u na oportunitat, i va resultar que les crítiques eren encertades. Màgic.

American Gangster (Jay – Z)
Alguns dels discos d’en Jay-Z són considerats alguns dels millors discos què ha donat el hip hop americà, però he de dir que, fins ara, jo devia ser inmune a la seva grandiositat. Fins ara. Inspirat en escenes concretes de la pel·lícula del mateix títol de’n Ridley Scott, aquest disc conceptual que ens explica l’ascens i posterior cl atellada d’un gangster és al·lucinant. Brutal. Si la peli m’arriba la meitat que el disc ja estaré content.

Eardrum (Talib Kweli)

En Talib Kweli és un dels MCs que més m’agrada, tot i els seus entrebancs. Eardrum és el seu millor disc desde Train of Thought/Reflection Eternal. La seva cantarella t’absorbeix com una aspiradora, i et fa seguir-lo per un tunel rítmic que no saps a on et durà.

A Weekend In The City (Bloc Party)
És un disc per escoltar atentament i deixar que el cervell descomposi en capes. Trepidant i preciós al mateix temps, de vegades sembla una composició fract al.

The Sepherd’s Dog (Iron & Wine)
Tot i que tots els discos d’Iron and Wine m’han agradat, el cert és que, sincerament, eren massa avorrits per escoltar-los d’una sentada. Cada disc, però, era una mica més interesant què l’anterior i amb The Shepherd’s Dog el nostre barbut amic Sam Beam ha aconseguit fer un disc emocionant i vibrant, amb un so més sofisticat que no renuncia a la seva delicadesa i atenció al detall habituals. Molt xulo.

Untrue (Burial)
Amb aquest títol i nom artístic aquest disc no pot ser alegre, oi? Però és una tristor bonica, embolcallada en vellut. No hi ha molta música electrònica que m’entusiasmi, però aquest disc m’hipnotitza.

8 Diagrams (Wu Tang Clan)
Després de més de 5 anys sense treure cap disc d’estudi, Wu-Tang Clan han gravat un disc brillant, amb una diversitat d’estils que molts han criticat com un defecte però que personalment trobo molt atractiva i estimulant. Un dels millors discos que enguany ha donat el hip hop.

Walls (Apparat)
El meu primer contacte amb Apparat va ser la seva col·laboració amb Ellen Allien al (recomanable) disc Orchestra of Bubbles, així que quan veure que Emusic.com venia el seu nou disc em va fer gràcia escoltar-lo. Aquest tiu és un arquitecte del so boníssim, i ha fet un disc amb un component pop molt maco.

Set Tota La Vida (Mishima, 2007) - La Crítica

"Diu que et transporta a un altre planeta, t'inflama el cor amb mil somriures i del cel fa caure espurnes d'or per cada moment que tornes a viure"

Set Tota la Vida, Mishima

Set Tota La Vida és el quart disc del grup barceloní Mishima, el seu segon album en català. Seguint la línia de pop elegant d’anteriors treballs, Set Tota La Vida representa un progrés notable tant en la qualitat dels seus arranjaments musicals com en les seves lletres. Amb els seus 36 minuts, aquest és un disc curt amb resonàncies hipnòtiques. Musicalment és molt el·laborat, amb un protagonisme important de la guitarra acústica, el piano i la bateria. Molt ben produït i, a falta d’un mot millor, majestuós. Amb lletres menys críptiques que als discos el·laborats, el disc forma un conjunt proper més pensat per escoltar-lo mentres es condueix sense pressa sota la pluja què per sonar en una discoteca. Un grandíssim disc de batecs ressonants.

Disponible a emusic.

[Escrit originalment per a Xelu.net ]

If You're Feeling Sinister: Live at the Barbican (Belle and Sebastian, 2005)

Sovint s'ha dit que "If You're Feeling Sinister" és un dels millors, si no el millor, discs de Belle & Sebastian. Jo no sabria que dir-vos, em falta perspectiva, em falten coneixements musicals, i no puc dir que m’agradi més que altres discos de B&S, però el cert és què és un molt bon disc d’un molt bon grup. El cas és què els propis membres del grup han declarat, en algunes ocasions, que aquest àlbum conté les seves millors cançons molt malament enregistrades. Per això quan van tenir la possibilitat d’enregistrar, ja amb mitjans tècnics (i econòmics) adequats, un directe (la història és llarga) es van llençar com un sol home a replicar, amb l’ordre original, les cançons que formaven part de “If You’re Feeling Sinister”. El resultat? “If You’re Feeling Sinister: Live at the Barbican” , només disponible en versió digital. Espectacular.

Si, com jo, voleu pagar per ell el podreu trobar a l’Itunes i a e-music

[Escrit originalment per a Xelu.net]

Nick Cave & Warren Ellis - The Assassination of Jesse James By The Coward Robert Ford (BSO)

Amb no poques excepcions, no sóc un gran aficionat a la música instrumental, però no m'he pogut resistir a la combinació Nick Cave / Warren Ellis.

Feia molt de temps que un disc no m'emocionava com aquest. Pell de gallina, pelos como escarpias, goose bumps, whatever.

Per si tenia poques ganes de veure la peli...

Mishima - Miquel a l'accés 14

Mishima ha presentat el seu nou disc, "Set Tota La Vida". Per a mi és una magnífica notícia, i encara més que es pugui comprar a emusic.com.

Per a cel·lebrar-ho aqui teniu "Miquel a l'accés 14", un tema de l'anterior disc, "Trucar a casa, recollir les fotos, pagar la multa".

Hello New World - Clipse

Hello New World - ...

Hello New World

From LyricWiki

This song appears on the album "Hell Hath no Fury" by Clipse

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hello new world, here we come
On them Twinkie tres, with the hood screaming
"We on our way!"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man screaming
"I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap, but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi screaming
"It's on its way!"
I can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say "Lookout World
I'm on my way!"

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
I listen to the beat, and the rhyme is wrote
See, I was 16, eyes full of hope
Bagging up grams at the higher dough
The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (Ohhh!)
At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama
Fuckin plenty bitches while ducking the baby mama
I found poetry, excuse me, +Floetry+
"Say yes!" niggaz hear the "Eghck!" and they know its me
Make �em sick to their stomach how they s'posta be
Sippin on a 50 foot yacht, nigga, motion free
Ocean in my backyard where its s'posta be
Funny how my neighbors don't think its where I'm s'posta be
They think I'm cuter in jail
But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roofs on the SL
And that even come off, so that would mean I'm visiting
New world, I hope y'all listening, envisioning!

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams (Malice)]
Hello new world, here we come
On them Twinkie tres, with the hood screaming
"We on our way!"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man screaming
"I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap, but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi screaming (Yeah!)
"It's on its way!"
I can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say (From my hood to say) "Lookout World
I'm on my way!"

[Verse 2: Malice]
This goes out to my Hyalites that hang out on them corners
Who rock Air Nike's, hustlers' way of life
In white T's, constantly, ducking from Ds
Pumpin that D arm, readily, waiting to squeeze
Who stay cookin, stay lookin, over they shoulders
Holdin them boulders, tryin to avoid central booking
I ain't coming at �cha quote, unquote "Famous Rapper"
Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live
But this information I must pass to the homies
If hustling is a must be Sosa, not Tony
We can all shine; I want your wrist lit like mine
Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine
Foreign cars, stick shift,6 gears like mine
Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting
You from behind that glass, while you away, sentencing
But the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hello new world, here we come
On them Twinkie tres, with the hood screaming
"We on our way!"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man screaming
"I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap, but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi screaming
"It's on its way!"
I can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say "Lookout World
I'm on my way!"

[Man talking:]
Yo, what up? What up? This ya man Grinding, from downtown Norfolk.
Just want y'all to know its about time For us to come up and make a change man.
They keep tryin to keep us down, but that ain't the way to be man.
Its about time for us to get it together man.
Ery'body else get they shit together
Why the niggaz can't get they shit together, and get they money together?
Hustlers come together with hustlers
Know what I'm sayin? This ain't just for the playas in VA...
This for playas all over the world!
This Grinding!

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Times-a-wasting, niggaz doin so much hatin
Free ya heart, and show ya greatness
I, like you, had to come from up under the basement
Just like you, had Satan tryin my patience
Still you look at me through jealous eyes
I wish to see all my niggaz rise up!
Get that money, put them 9s up
Piggy-back out the ghetto �for times up!
Niggaz rush!

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hello new world, here we come
On them Twinkie tres, with the hood screaming
"We on our way!"
Can't forget where I come from
So I extend my hand to my man screaming
"I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap, but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi screaming
"It's on its way!"
I can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say "Lookout World
I'm on my way!"

Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

Gnarls Barkley:Crazy

From LyricWiki

This song appears on the album "St. Elsewhere (2006)" by Gnarls Barkley

I remember when
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space (mmmm)

And when you're out there
Without care
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much (hmm)

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Probably... [Possibly (radio version)]

And I hope that you are having
The time of your life
But think twice
That's my only advice

Come on now, who do you,
Who do you, who do you, who do you think you are?
Ha ha ha, bless your soul
You really think you're in control?

(Well) I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart
To lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember
Is thinking, I want to be like them (mmm-hmm)

Ever since I was little
Ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come...
And I can die when I'm done

But maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably...

Thieves on the Night - Talib Kweli & Mos Def

Thieves in the Nig...

Thieves on the Night

From Sing365

This song appears on the album "Black Star (1998)" by Talib Kweli & Mos Def (Black Star)

[Talib Kweli]
Yo Dee (What?)
Come on (Yeah..)
What? What? Come on
(Yeah)

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought about it
Was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow comin later than usual
Waitin' on someone to pity us
While we findin beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
What's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be recitin my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat
of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, bustin gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary

[M.D.] Not strong
[T.K.] Only aggressive
[M.D.] Not free
[T.K.] We only licensed
[M.D.] Not compassioniate, only polite
[T.K.] Now who the nicest?
[M.D.] Not good but well behaved
[T.K.] Chasin after death
so we can call ourselves brave?
[M.D.] Still livin like mental slaves
[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

[Mos Def]
Yo, I'm sure that everbody out listenin agree
That everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the style
Be a lot goin on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be lovin the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflauges
More than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothin
You confusin me, you losin me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary
Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass
Walkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin past
Lookin gassed with them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
Screamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been runnin across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressin, there's never no in-between
We either niggaz or Kings
We either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary
That type of illin that be fillin up the cemetary
This life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directed
That's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed
Not live, we just excitin
Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin
Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey
most of the things that we think, do, or say
We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm tryin to live life in the sight of God's memory
Like that y'all

[Mos Def]
A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of things
Can't just accept the appearance
Have to get the true essence

[Talib Kweli]
They ain't lookin around

[M.D.] Not strong
[T.K.] Only aggressive
[M.D.] Not free
[T.K.] We only licensed
[M.D.] Not compassioniate, only polite
[T.K.] Now who the nicest?
[M.D.] Not good but well behaved
[T.K.] Chasin after death
so we can call ourselves brave?
[M.D.] Still livin like mental slaves
[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

[Mos Def (singing)]
Stop hidin, stop hidin, stop hidin yo' face
Stop hidin, stop hidin, cause ain't no hidin place
* repeat 2X*

(Ad libs to fade)

Rain - Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - R...

Rain

From LyricWiki

This song appears on the album "The Sound of Revenge (2005)" by Chamillionaire

(feat. Scarface, Billy Cook)

[Talking]
I was sitting back, and I was thinking man
I ain't even trying to deal with this shit no more, you know
Cham' I don't know what to do yo, ya know
Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me

[Chamillionaire]
They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
Cause that was the slogan showing, when they tried to see my tats
Never knew what was in the skin, would finally be a fact
Feeling like mother nature's, right behind me with a gat
Take that, the rain's loud on the window when it taps
To help with the time, I thought that I could finally be relaxed
Tired of being po', yeah trying to leave the rats
Walk out to see three of your tires, that be on flat
And that one tire, left a sign of hope
That helps you to keep on grinding, when you kinda broke
That helps you to keep composure, up around your folk
That keeps from trying to wrap a rope, around your throat
Don't choke, you feeling like giving up
Life isn't a million bucks, you feeling like living sucks
God's telling you hear your boy, but you don't wanna give him trust
Mama telling you pay your ties, and you yell at her back for what
To the path took a ride fast, to get some rims on his truck
I don't think that they'll miss, ten percent of negative bucks
Put some Henny up in your cup, your problems will start to drown
But soon as your buzz leaves, then problems come back around damn

[Hook: Billy Cook]
Keep your head up is what they telling me, what it gotta be
Sorry but the world keeps stressing me, rain drops round up the memories
It's gonna be alright is what they telling me, don't let the stress get the best of me
Trying to focus on the road that's ahead of me, till my heaven gets cloudy bout a memory

[Scarface]
God knows, how I feel now
On the outside I'm smiling, but inside a nigga know he hell bound
It's a dark road, and I'm right here in the middle of it
Do I walk slow or if I run, am I'm missing some'ing
I took the time out, to save a little bread
Now my eyes, got water in em
Why the fuck am I still standing here, nobody love me I ain't happy here
My mama said, she can't handle him
But still, I'm looking at the bright side
But I view it through my other eye, cause it's a different color sky
Then the last one, my mind set on the prize that may never come
So do I try to stay alive, or do I grab a gun
End it all, put a stop to the pain
That goes on in my head, everytime it rains
But that was speaking, so you listening to the thoughts
Of an evil spirit, in demonic verses everytime I talk
I'm confused, by my psychologic close set backs
In the storm, watching out through the wet cracks
Looking for heaven, off in all the wrong places
I've given up so all long faces, let it rain

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Your bills keep adding up, to be alone you prefer
Bill collectors steady calling, starting to get on your nerves
Your rent due on the first, but right now it's the third
Telling yourself it's gon get better, but ain't believing a word
Feel like it's hard to deal, tomorrow it's hard as steel
Not to mention the realest member, of your family is getting ill
Tell me it isn't so, tell me it isn't real
In the mist of all the drama, you take a lil' time to kneel
To deal you take a pill, just to deal with the drama
You thinking your life sinking, and there isn't a plumber
They tell you what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger
You'd have to be a Superman, to lift as much as me partna
(Could tell you stay strong) you're trying, but help is just what you doubting
Cause the room is a monsoon, that's never gon get to drying
The storm is moving on, and you thinking these people lying
They saying they had it worse, but how come they all keep on smiling

[Hook]

[Billy Cook]
Don't let stress take control, gonna be alright I know
I'ma make it through fa sho, fa sho yeah - 2x

[Hook]

[singing]
My memry, heeeey-heeey yeah
Stressing me-stressing me, my memories
That's what they telling me
I'm trying to focus on the road that's ahead of me
By my memories, yeah heeey yeeeah

[talking]
When it seems like nothing but dark clouds
Are raining in on your bright, sunny day
Remember, the sunlight always comes after the rain
You should be thankful, everyday
Should be a celebration, of life

¡Próximo concierto!

Aunque el disco taladra un poco, en directo debe ser acojonante. Y además en el Grec, precioso. Pues ale, 18 de julio comprometido.

Anotación a los cinco minutos: Apa, 18 de julio descomprometido, se acabaron las entradas :-(

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