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hip hop

Jay-Z & Alicia Keys – Empire State of Mind

The Blueprint 3Morriña. Eso es lo que siento al ver los documentales sobre Nueva York. Y es que este verano disfrutamos como enanos por la ciudad de los rascacielos (aún tengo pendiente publicar el resumen del viaje…). Así que cuando he visto el anuncio del reportaje de Españoles en el Mundo junto el acompañamiento musical, no me he podido resistir a publicar esta oda a la Gran Manzana de mano del rapero Jay-Z y la gran Alicia Keys. Por supuesto, el videoclip está rodado en NYC. Esta canción está dentro del décimo primer álbum de estudio de Jay-Z, The Blueprint 3 (2009).

No apta para añorantes 😉

Letra:

Yeah,
Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn,
now Im down in Tribeca,
right next to DeNiro,
But i’ll be hood forever,
I’m the new Sinatra,
and since i made it here,
i can make it anywhere,
yeah they love me everywhere,
i used to cop in Harlem,
all of my dominicanos
right there up on Broadway,
brought me back to that McDonalds,
took it to my stash spot,
5-60 State street,
catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping Pastry,
cruising down 8th street,
off white lexus,
driving so slow but BK is from Texas,
me I’m up at Bed Stuy,
home of that boy Biggie,
now i live on billboard,
and i brought my boys with me,
say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Mai-tai
sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
N-gga i be Spiked out, i can trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…

[estribillo]
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you,
lets hear it for New York, New York, New York

I made you hot n-gga,
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
sh-t i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,
you should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho,
but i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,
welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling rocks,
afrika bambaataa sh-t,
home of the hip hop,
yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,
for foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act,
8 million stories out there and their naked,
cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it,
me i gotta plug Special Ed and i got it made,
If Jeezy’s payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
3 dice cee-lo
3 card Monte,
labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade,
long live the king yo,
I’m from the empire state thats…

[estribillo]

Lights is blinding,
girls need blinders
so they can step out of bounds quick,
the side lines is blind with casualties,
who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse,
don’t bite the apple Eve,
caught up in the in crowd,
now your in-style,
and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
the city of sin is a pity on a whim,
good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them,
Mami took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,
and Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,
came here for school, graduated to the high life,
ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
MDMA got you feeling like a champion,
the city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

[estribillo]

One hand in the air for the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
no place in the World that can compare,
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
come on, come,
yeah,

[estribillo]

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cantautor

Obadiah Parker – Hey Ya

obadiahEn estos días de manifiestos y leyes de economía sostenible kinder (con regalo sorpresa dentro), me quedo con este ejemplo que muestra el potencial de Internet para promocionarse, sin grandes apoyos de multinacionales.

Obadiah Parker es un cantautor de Nashville que tiene su página web, sube sus actuaciones a youtube, vende sus discos con paypal, tiene sus canciones en MySpace. Y gracias a esto, mediante twitter descubrí esta estupenda versión del Hey Ya de OutKast.

Letra:

My baby don’t mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for shooo..
Uh, But does she really wanna
But can’t stand to see me
Walk out the dooor..

Don’t try to fight the feelin’
Because the thought alone is killing me right now..
Uh, thank god for mom and dad
For sticking two together
‘Cause we don’t know how…

[estribillo]
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya

You think you’ve got it
Oh, you think you’ve got it
But got it just don’t get it
Till’ there’s nothing at

We get together
Oh, we get together
But seperate’s always better when there’s feelings
Involved

If what they say is «Nothing is forever»
Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makes
Then what makes, Then what makes love?
Love exception
So why you, why you
Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial
When we know we’re not happy here

[estribillo]

Hey, alright now
Alright now fellas
Now what’s cooler than bein’ cool?
I can’t hear ya’
I say what’s cooler than bein’ cool?
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, Ok now ladies
And we gon’ break this thing down in just a few seconds
Now don’t have me break this thang down for nothin’
Now I wanna see y’all on y’all baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor ahh here we go!
Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it like a Polaroid Picture, shake it, shake it
Shh you got to, shake it, shh shake it, shake it, got to shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid Picture

[estribillo]

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rock

Morrissey – Irish Blood, English Heart

morrisseyEl ex-cantante de The Smiths tiene el corazón partido (aún más que Alejandro Sanz ;-)) entre Irlanda (tierra natal de sus padres y por tanto, la sangre que corre por sus venas) e Inglaterra (lugar donde nació y creció). Así que esta era la canción ideal para volver a la carga tras siete años de silencio. Si bien la había tocado en muchos directos, no fue hasta 2004 que aparición en su disco You Are the Quarry.

Una vez contundente y con personalidad que da grandes giros durante esta melodía. Ha pasado ya a ser todo un himno pero sin pertenecer a ninguna nación 🙂

Letra:

Irish blood, English heart, This I’m made of
There is no one on earth I’m afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell me

I’ve been dreaming of a time when
To be English is not to be baneful
To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, Racist or partial

Irish blood, English heart, This I’m made of
There is no one on earth I’m afraid of
And I will die with both of my hands untied

I’ve been dreaming of a time when
The English are sick to death of Labour, And Tories
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute him forever.

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cantautor rock

Jakob Dylan – Something Good This Way Comes

jakob dylanPongamos un poco de positivismo en este comienzo de semana con el hijísimo Jakob Dylan, al que ya habíamos tenido con su banda The Wallflowers. Esta canción está dentro de su debut en solitario: Seeing things (2008). Un canto a la alegría que da ganas de abrir todas las ventanas de par en par y gritar, a pesar del carácter intimista que tiene.

¿Algo bueno estará al caer? Todos los días nos tendríamos que levantar esperándolo, a pesar de las nubes negras 🙂

Letra:

Got my window open wide
Got my window open wide
Got a good woman by my side
Got a good woman by my side

Now this kind of day has no night
Yeah, this kind of day has no night
Ain’t got much on my mind
Ain’t got much on my mind

[estribillo]
‘Cause I know
Something good this way comes

Now watching the streets filling up
Watching the streets filling up
In the shade of the summer sun
In the shade of the summer sun

Got sweet apple pie on the stove
Got sweet apple pie on the stove
The birds they’re all flyin’ low
The birds they’re all flyin’ low

[estribillo]

The trouble, doll
Is not moving mountains, but
Digging the ground that you’re on
If it’s true
That good fortune gives no chase
We got just what it takes

Collar up on my coat
Collar up on my coat
Trucks are pullin’ in for the show
Trucks are pullin’ in for the show

Grasshopper jump in the road
Grasshopper jump in the road
Kids they’re all running home
The kids
They’re all running home

[estribillo]

The trouble, doll
Is not moving mountains, but
Digging the ground
That you’re on
If it’s true
That good fortune
Gives no chase
We got just what it takes
Got my window open wide
Got my window open wide
Got a good woman by my side
Got a good woman by my side

[estribillo]

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pop

Milow – Ayo Technology

millowHay momentos difíciles en los que necesitas un coscorrón de alguien para darte cuenta de muchas cosas. En el largo camino de la vida siempre habrá personas poniendo palos y zancadillas, pero también habrá otras que tenderán sus manos. Así que escuchemos a este belga pensando en estas últimas. Jonathan Vandenbroeck, también conocido como Milow, versiona esta canción de 50 cent, Justin Timberlake y Timbaland, dándole un toque muy personal.
Con la cabeza alta, siempre con la cabeza alta.

Letra:

She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin’ makin’
Got the way she shakin’
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin’ for her,
go crazy face it

She’s so much more than you’re used to
She know’s just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you’re lap till you’re ready to pop

She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info
I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin’
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

[estribillo]
Baby It’s a new age,
You like my new craze
Let’s get together
Maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy,
Spotlights don’t do you justice baby
Why don’t you come over here,
you got me saying
Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology,
Why don’t you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me

In her fantasy, there’s plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin’,
Sweat soaking
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I’m ready to roll
I’ll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do, on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
Different style, different move,
Damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinking about,
All the things I’d do to you
Let’s get it poppin’ shorty
We can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen

[estribillo]

Ooh she wants it, Ooh she wants it
Hmm she wants it, I got to give it to her
She wants it, Hmm she wants it
Hmm she wants it, I got to give it to her
I got to give it to her

[estribillo]

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