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Resenha Blackalicious, no SoulMaloca

Depois do convite do SoulMaloca de fazer resenhas pro blog deles, resolvi não postar mais sobre música aqui, afinal o blog só tem um post sobre música mesmo, o primeiro. xD

De agora em diante entrem nesse blog para ver resenhas dos melhores nomes do hip hop !!

Estreiando com Blackalicious, dupla muito bem vista no cenário underground californiano.

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Common – Finding Forever

Pois é, resolvi algumas coisas ultimamente, resolvi fazer este blog, resolvi faze-lo no wordpress, resolvi que vou falar sobre tecnologia, games e musica, assuntos que eu gosto e fazem parte do meu cotidiano. E claro com muito humor (mesmo que seja negro..). Pode aparecer por aqui também posts sobre festas, mulheres, seriados, filmes etc e tal.

Tomara que eu consigo ter idéias legais pra postar por aqui, hoje por exemplo eu to sem nenhuma. Mas vou começar falando sobre música.

Eu gosto muito de rap, mas rap de verdade, e não funk carioca com batidas e levadas de rap (vide 50 Centavos). Recentemente o Common, um grande rapper, com letras boas, falando de situações diversificadas com grande habilidade na poesia, e sempre acompanhado de grandes nomes, lançou um novo album, Finding Forever, que pode ser achado nas melhores sites de torrent lojas. Com a maioria das músicas produzidas pelo grande nome Kanye West, lançado pelo selo G.O.O.D. Music da gravadora Geffen Records, assim como em seu álbum anterior, Be.

Finding Forever

Foram lançados dois singles: The People, com participação do Dwele, grande cantor de R&B underground, e produção do Kanye West, cujo clipe e letras podem ser conferido logo abaixo:

Lyrics:

Louder, louder,
louder, louder, louder, louder
louder, louder, Yeah

Yeah, it’s for the People

This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes
Ridin in they regal, tryin to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do, we do it for the people
And the struggles of the brothas and the folks
With lovers under dope, experiment to discover hopes
Scuffle for notes, the rougher I wrote, times were harder
Went from rocky starter to a voice of a martyr
Why white folks focus on dogs and yoga
While people on the low end tryin to ball and get over
Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldiers
From the bounce to the ounce, its all our culture
Everyday we hustlin, tryna get them custom rims
Law we ain’t trustin them, thick broads we lust in them
Sick and tired of bunchin it, I look on the bus at them
When I see them struggling, I think how I’m touchin them
The People

The day, has come
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, you’ll find

This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes
Ridin in they regal, tryin to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do, we do it for the people
The people said that I was sharp on TV
At the Grammy’s, though they tried to India.Arie me
Got back stage, and I bumped into Stevie
He said no matter what, the people gone see me
Can’t leave rap alone the streets need me
Hunger in they eyes, is what seems to feed me
Inside peace mixed with beast seem to breed me
Nobody believe, until I believe me
Now I’m on the rise doin business with my guys
Visions realize, music affected lives
A gift from the skies, to be recognize
I’m keeping my eyes on the people, that’s the prize

The day, has come
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, you’ll find

This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes
Ridin in they regal, tryin to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do, we do it for the people
From Englewood to a single hood in Botswana
I see the I in We my nigga, yours is my drama
Standin in front of the judge with no honor
Barack stick, knight the people like Obama
The karma of the streets is needs and takes
Sometimes we find peace in beats and breaks
Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake
Rebel Cadillac music for the people sake
The People

The day, has come
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, you’ll find

E a faixa The Game, também produzida por Kanye West. Os nomes das faixas podem ser simples, mas isso é compensado com as complexas rimas, e o tradicional ‘word play’, jogo de palavras que ele e o Kanye fazem como ninguém. Segue logo abaixo o clipe e letras do The Game:

Lyrics:

[Chorus – Samples]
“It’s only right that I address this…”
“Gotta be in it to win it…”
“I never come lame type killin in the game…”
“Now… get busy…”
“It’s only right that I address this…”
“Gotta be in it to win it….”
“I never come lame type killin in the game…”
“Hot music…”

[Verse One]
Raised by game where niggas ain’t phased by fame
Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain.
Stay in your lane, Brokeback ain’t the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the rain
My favorite was Kane, now I’m dope with weight in the game
You was hot but can’t stay in the flame
Ghetto pain and windows crack, the fist is like a symbol for black
Can tell the real by how the real interact
In the middle of whack my soul sticks to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs and my man Ronnie to get his
Child in a good school and know what her gift is
It’s global warming, the world is shifting
Watching Sweet Sixteen, Bitchin-ass rich kids
You don’t know it like you gotta go the distance
Whether yoga or doja, we all get lifted in the Game

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
I never kissed the ass of the masses, I’m the black molasses
Thick and I lasted past these rat bastards
They try to box me in like Cassius Clay
Hey I’m like Muhammad when he fasted
Opposing the fascist, make cuts and got gashes
Scratches over third eyelashes
Punchlines are like jab hits to rappers
Whose careers now ashes it’s too many slashes
In his name, came in the game these gun-clappers
From weak lines to clothing lines to an actress
I seen em dashing smash hits
I yell run nigga run while I cook up classics
The weak hearted, become Babylon puppets
Making it hard for real hustlas
Touch the sky now and then, with a lady friend
Give thanks to the most that’s how the day begins in the game.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
I just wanna be like Akeelah, an achiever
from the streets of the Chi where some get high for leisure
Selling weed out of cleaners
From rocks to barber shops and beemers
Chicks with blond weaves and strong legs like Serena
The demeanor of the Ghetto, to never stay settled
Aldermen and corrupt men play Pharaoh
GOOD bring business to the hood like heralds
Find your own, walking by themself in the street
The young die of cancer, I stop eating meat
Greet the gods on 87th street like peace
Even though it’s war to G, got em facing the east
The game ain’t tasting as sweet
Cats flow is still, and they complacent with beats
My radio station is deep, so eff em
Progression, counting paper and blessings in the game

Por hoje é só pessoal, depois posto sobre o album novo do Kanye West, Graduation, que vai ser lançado oficialmente dia 11 de Setembro, e já conta com dois singles (Stronger e Can’t Tell Me Nothing) rolando por aí.

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