Faixa 9- Clap your hands

Handclapping Song (The Meters) no refrão;
Nautilus(Bob James) nas mudanças da música;
E Palmas para Tip, Ali e Phife!

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Música: Clap Your Hands
fonte:www.ohhla.com

[Chorus]
(*scratching* - "Clap your hands now")

[Phife]
Brothas know the flavs when the Quest gets loose
Slammin sucka fuckas like the wrestler Zeus
Crazier than Tupac in that flick called Juice
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Deuce
Gets paid to sex the hoochie like my main man Luke
Control the mic like Denzel on the girls
Wack MCs be on the nuts like Rocket J. Squirrel
The worst thing in the world is a sucka MC
Favorite rap group in the world is EPMD
Can't forget the De La, due to originality
And if I ever went solo, my favorite MC would be me
Phife Dawg up in the house, I give a shout out to Snoopy
Peace to all the Questers, to hell with the groupies
Like um, Ralph up to Potsie, Brooklyn to Dodger
Laverne to Shirley, Rerun to Roger
Ren to the Stimpy, Laurel to Hardy
Q-Tip and Phifer, they mashed up the party
Kick the rhymes and more rhymes
Kick the beats and more beats
We'll have you scratchin in your head, like Shaheed on Technics
For those who wanna oppose, just take a stand
But for now, just shut your shit and clap your hands

[Chorus]

[Q-Tip]
You just wanna dance man, then clap your hands
If you venture up the wrong road, then the circumstance...
Will be crucial, I got hundreds of rhymes that'll suit you
So listen
The Abstract intuition is very very worthy
I can feel ya out from Russia to Jersey
Can't understand, the underground, it gets deep
The low, the Nikes, the links, the jeeps
The women, the lingo and all the other goods
Peace to the hoods, that keep my shit on play
Please don't do the mute when you hear me on the juke
Brothas know my angle, it's the Star-Spangled black banner
Hook up the beats at the funk manner
If want a roll, then dough I be rakin
The scope is on the world, cuz it's mine for the takin
You know I'm gonna do it
My shit is rock solid, but it flows like fluid
Chemists get confused of my ill composition
This is the third of the new Tribe addition
MCs be swingin, but alot of them be missin
So shut your bloodclot and listen
Cuz I'm bringin you the ill rendition
I'd like to send this out to the L.E.S.
Gotta alot of rhythm and style and finesse
Come here love, hot sex on a plat
And when your done with that then clap

[Chorus] - repeat until end
[M.M. Tour Guide]

Keep Bouncin'



E terça, (01/06) tem show do Consequência com a banda Central no Jive

Recomendações:
Rima:"Me diga com quem anda e eu não ando com você..." - Parteum(Mzuri Sana) - Rima Solta
Música: Temperature's Rising - Mobb Deep
Álbum: The Infamous - Mobb Deep



Later,
One,
Kamau

P.S.: Faltam 17 dias, mas eu sabia que não deveria ter falado pra ninguém...

Faixa 8 - Electric Relaxation

Essa música eu nem deveria comentar...
Não tenho palavras pra descrever o que sinto quando escuto, quando vejo o vídeo, quando escuto o sample original (Ronnie Foster - Mystic Brew)...
É a música que eu mais gosto do disco que eu mais gosto na vida...
Falei demais já... Escute e relaxe...

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Música: Electric Relaxation
Typed by: OHHLA.com
Relax yourself girl, please set-tle down (4X)

Verse One: Q-Tip, Phife Dawg

Honey, check it out, you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat-ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was workin at the club you would not pay
Aiyyo, my man Phife Diggy, he got somthin to say

I like em brown, yellow, Puero Rican or Hatian
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Told you in the jam that We Can Get Down
Now let's Knock the Boots like the group H-Town
You got BBD all on your bedroom wall
But I'm Above the Rim and this is how I ball
A pretty little somethin on the New York street
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talkin bout you

Yo, I took you out
But sex was on my mind for the whole damn route
My mind was in a frenzy and a horny state
But I couldn't drop dimes cause *you couldnÕt relate*

Chorus

Verse Two: Q-Tip, Phife Dawg

Stretch out your legs, let me make you bawl
Drive you insane, drive you up the wall
Starin at your dome-piece, very strong
Stronger Than Pride, stronger than Teflon
Take you on the ave and you buy me links
Now I wanna pound the putang until it stinks
You can be my mama and I'll be your boy

Original rude boy, never am I coy
You can be a shorty in my ill convoy
Not to come across as a thug or a hood
But hon, you got the goods, like Madeline Woods
By the way, my name's Malik
The Five-Foot Freak
Let's say we get together by the end of the week
She simply said, "No," labelled me a hoe
I said, "How you figure?" "My friends told me so."
I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yap
Word to God, hon, I don't get down like that

I'll have you weak in the knees that you could hardly speak
Or we could do like Uncle L and swing an ep in my jeep
Keep it in the down, yo, we keep it discrete
See, I'm not the type to kid to have my biz in the streets

If my mom don't approve, then I'll just elope
Let me sink the little man from inside the boat
Let me hit it from the back, girl I won't catch a hernia
Bust off on your couch, now you got Seamen's Furniture

Shaheed, Phife and the Extra P
Stacy Little, PJ and my man L.G.
They know the Abstract is really soul on ice
The character is of men, never ever of mice
Shorty let me tell you about my only vice
It has to do with lots of lovin and *it ain't nuthin nice*

Chorus

Terça feira, 01/06, show do Consequência no Jive

Recomendações:
Música: Mystic Brew - Ronnie Foster
Rima: "Street Poetry is my everyday/but yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way" - Q-Tip - Electric Relaxation
álbum - Collision - LMNO & Mums the word

Later,
One,
Kamau

P.S.: Faltam 19 dias...

Faixa 7 - We can get down

Mais uma faixa cabulosa, com sample de Bill Cosby (Bota uma fé? Procura lá).
A tradução do título é mais ou menos " A gente consegue"...
A letra é do OHHLA.com, pra variar...

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Música: We Can Get Down


chorus:
We can get down
We can, we can get down(both lines 4X)
Ah, it's like that man, it's like that (yes!)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (2X)
It's like that man, it's like that
(Rakim from "My Melody":"Why waste time on the microphone")
Check it

Phife:
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Steppin on my critics, beatin on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can go
Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop
I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closin the shop
Crushin competition like your tires on grapes
My rhymes styles be blendin like a Ron G tape
My man where ya goin? You can't escape
When the Tribe is in the house, that means nobody is safe
How can a reverend preach, when a rev can't define
The music of our youth from 1979
We rap about what we see, meaning reality
>From people bustin caps and like Mandela bein free
Not every MC be with the negativity
We have a slew of rappers pushin positivity
Hip hop will never die yo, it's all about the rap
So Marion Barry smokin crack, let's preach about that
The trash you talk won't matter, that old bogus chatter
The more that you condemn us, it only makes us phatter
When I talk, I know I'm talkin for you poppers all around
You know you love the sound, we gets down

chorus:

Q-Tip:
I'm the cherry on the top of yo ice cream
I'm the wish you thought inside your dream
Listen to the way we pulsate the jam
I'm the nigga here with the mic in hand
Styles that we present are just a few
To do away with you and your hum drum crew
This is '93 and the shit is real
Black people unite and put down your steel
Ladies make a forum on your sexual drive
Devoted to your lover and make it thrive
The riff was of F, I'm a hip hop body
Release the energy like the force of a shotty
Standin on the wall with my Polo on
Talkin to the girl with the Liz Claiborne
Keep the poetry in my black knapsack
Got my Timbo horse and my Doublemint pack
Hit the city streets to enhance my soul
I can kick a rhyme over ill drum rolls
With a kick, snare, kicks and high hat
Skilled in the trade of that old boom bap
I can do a trick with the opposite breed
I used to down 40s and smoke grain weed
Now, I'm doin shows with half loot down
Now it's time for me to take ya uptown

It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (7X)
It's like this, Shaheed!

Shaheed:(scratching)(until end)
Rakim: "Why waste time on the microphone"

[M.M. Tour Guide]

A Tribe Called Quest consists of four members:
Phife Dawg, Ali Shaheed Muhammad, Q-Tip and Jarobi
A, E, I , O, U and sometimes Y...


Depois desse som vem o q eu mais gosto no disco...

Sem inspiração pra escrever demais hj...
Logo mais, show no Jive (01/06)

Dicas:
Som: Build - Diverse (One A.M. - bonus track)
Rima:"Você começa a pensar/Será que vai compensar/Seguir na fé, sagaz..." - Marechal - Vida de Rimador
Disco - Midnight Marauders...
Later,
One,
Kamau

P.S.: Faltam 23 dias...

Faixa 6-Midnight

A noite é cabulosa. É o horário em que eu me sinto melhor, prefiro esse horário pra andar de skate, é quando a cidade tá quieta, mas ao mesmo tempo é quando você consegue ouvi-la de verdade. Vamos então à descrição da noite, segundo Q-Tip:

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Música: Midnight


Q-Tip:
The night is my mind
The sun'll still shine
But the night is on my mind
So parlay while I drop this rhyme

See, Jake be gettin illy when the sun get dark
They be comin out the heads, but shit don't let me start
Their activities are plenty in nighttime(nighttime)
For the ghetto child, it seems to be the right time
See, kids be gettin stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks
Shorty see the action and then start to mimic
Runnin to the corner, the dice game is blazin
Lookin at the loot, it seems so amazin
Puts it short down, to be exact would bound
He shakes the stones in his hand, then he lets it down(uh!)
Scam money don't make none
He threw a trip on the ace, now he's out son
Hits the local bodega to woof down a hero
Son is on a 'Midnight Run' like De Niro
Spots the shorty rock standin on his block
The thieves be handlin in the pumps,so he asked it it's not
Conversation that he kicked to the shorty was a sly one
Increased intensity, his dance sure was a fly one
Took her to the crib there she ran her gibs
About mind upliftment and bein positive
He yawned and he sighed til 1:05
Then he finally realized that hunny wasn't live
At least he didn't plan on buildin for the evenin'
Threw the Fila on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we leavin'
Came out on the scene as he told her to beep him
Saw his man Sam with the blunt in his hand
(Aww Shhh...!!!)You know the transaction
Brothas gettin lost in the weed satisfaction
Comin down the block man loud as (fuck)
You would swear Redman was inside the trunk
As the night seemed darker, cops is on a hunt
They interrupt ya cipher, and crush ya blunt
See you left your work at home, so they pat you down for nuthin
Why in the hell does 10-4 keep frontin?
You push to the park, even though it's still dark
The kid is nice on the hoop, he said 'I'll spot ya troop'

The night is on my mind
The sun'll still shine
But now the night is on my mind, the night is on the mind
The night is on your mind
A yo, the sun'll still shine
But now the night is on the mind
As for me...

I'm a nocturnal animal, God concentrates
On a young black man, who makes the niggaz speak a shake
The nighttime is busy, it's word to Aunt Kizzy
It's the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound
The flavas on the top with the rugged beat to back it
The night makes the aura and the J can't hack it
The way the moon dangles in the midnight sky
And the stars dance around, a yo, I think it's fly
Intensity, most rappers don't see it
Spirit wise, musically, you gotta be it
Serenity and sirens of the sounds and emotions
In the concrete jungle and the sun don't bungle
I think it's hard to find the words on how I feel
I paid about a deuce twenty for the Ampex steel
But let me slow down, I think I ran my gibs enough
Peace out to the Nation, stay rugged and rough

The night is on my mind, the sun'll still shine
The night is on my mind, the night is on my mind
The night is on my mind, yeah, the sun'll still shine
But now, uh huh, the night is on my mind
The night is on your mind, you know the sun'll still shine
But now the night is on the mind, yeah, the night is on my mind
The night is on the mind, a yo, the sun'll still shine
But now the night is on the mind, yeah, the night is on the mind
The night is on the mind, a yo, the sun'll still shine


[M.M.Tour guide]
Did you know that the rate of AIDS in the Black and Hispanic communities is rising at an alarming rate?
Educations is the proper mean for slowing it down...


O único sample desse som q eu encontrei foi o Albino Gorilla, que eu nunca ouvi falar... São os gritos que tem no refrão.

Mudando de assunto, vi uma entrevista no Thaformula.com onde a Adriana Evans disse que morou no Brasil durante um ano, depois de ter rescindido contrato com a Loud, que não trabalhou direito o disco dela. Confiram a entrevista dela e outras embaçadíssimas (Rakim, Pete Rock, Babu, Nu-Mark, etc...) no site:
ThaFormula.com
Recomendações (se é que importam):
Música: Reunion - Slum Village feat. Jay Dee
Álbum: Fish Outta Water - The Remixes - Grand Agent
Rima: "I ain't no perfect man
I'm trying to do, the best that I can,
With what it is I have" - Mos Def - Umi Says
Um dia eu chego lá...
Compareçam às nossas festas de terça e de sexta: Central Acústica
Later,
One,
Kamau

P.S.: Faltam 32 dias...

Faixa 5- Sucka Nigga

Hoje em dia, todo mundo que escuta RAP quer usar o termo "Nigga", sem saber de onde veio ou qual é a verdadeira intenção e intensidade do termo. Já disse KRS-One: "Now we got white kids calling themselves Niggas"
Eu mesmo usei o termo sem saber exatamente o que queria dizer, durante um bom tempo. Q-Tip defende o termo para alguns casos nesse som. Mas não acha que vai chegar na gringa chamando todo mundo assim e vai se enturmar já hein?
O sample é de um som que eu comecei a gostar mais ainda quando descobri, uma das melhores linhas de baixo que já ouvi (cortesia de Ron Carter, se eu não me engano): Red Clay, que está no disco do Sr. Freddie Hubbard. Procurem e ouçam...
Ou a gente faz a nossa versão nos shows do Instituto (se o Ganja deixar, né?).
Bão... A letra...


Artist: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Song: Sucka Nigga
Typed by: OHHLA.com

"hey sucka nigga, whoever you are" (repeat 2X)
"hey sucka nigga, hey sucka nigga
whoever you are, whoever you are"

[Q-Tip]
Aiyyo, turn it up Muhammad
Turn everything up in the headphones
so I don't lose my vocals
Yeah that's good, turn my vocals a little bit
with the upper bassline

I be hatin sucka MC's, and the sucka niggas
Posing like they hard when we know they damn card
what you figure, rhyme-wise, I do the figure eight
So concisely, musically we are the herb so sit back
and light me, inhale *inhalation noise*
My style is kinda fat reminescent of a whale
Young girls desires for the females dreams
I be the Abstract Poetic representin from Queens
Socially I'm not a name, black and white got game
If you came to the jam, well I'm glad you came
See, nigga first was used back in the Deep South
Fallin out between the dome of the white man's mouth
It means that we will never grow, you know the word dummy
Other niggas in the community think it's crummy
But I don't, neither does the youth cause we
em-brace adversity it goes right with the race
And being that we use it as a term of endearment
Niggas start to bug to the dome is where the fear went
Now the little shorties say it all of the time
And a whole bunch of niggas throw the word in they rhyme
Yo I start to flinch, as I try not to say it
But my lips is like the oowop as I start to spray it
My lips is like a oowop as I start to spray it
My lips is like a oowop as I start to spray the

Sucka nigga, nigga nigga
I throw the sucka in the front for the ones that front
The sucka niggas, nigga nigga
I throw the sucka in the front for the ones that front
The sucka niggas, nigga nigga
I throw the sucka in the front for the ones that front
It's the neo-nigga of the nineties, c'mon

I be hatin sucka MC's, and the sucka niggas
Posin like they hard when we know they damn card
what you figure, rhyme-wise, I do the figure eight
So concisely, musically we are the herb so sit back
and light me *inhalation noise* inhale *echoes*
My style is kinda fat reminescent of a whale
Young girls desires for the females dreams
I be the Abstract Poetic representin from Queens
Socially I'm not a name, black and white got game
If you came to the jam well I'm glad you came
See, nigga first was used down in the Deep South
Fallin out between the dome of the white man's mouth
It means that we will never grow, you know the word dummy
Other niggas in the community think it's crummy
But I don't, neither does the youth cause we
em-brace adversity it goes right with the race
Yo I start to flinch, as I try not to say it
But my lips is like the oowop as I start to spray it
My lips is like a oowop as I start to spray it
My lips is like a oowop, yo you know the rest

The sucka niggas, niggas niggas
I throw the sucka in the front for the ones that front
The sucka niggas, nigga nigga
I throw the suckas in the front for the ones that front
The sucka niggas, nigga nigga
I throw the sucka in the front for the ones that front
Sucka niggas, nigga nigga
Aiyyo Shaheed, take us the fuck outta here

[scratches]

[M. M. Tour Guide]

You're not any less of a man if you don't pull the trigger
You're not necessarily a man if you do...


Bem propícia essa letra, em relação à data de ontem (13/05). Pensem bem antes de falar, pensem no que é legitimamente nosso e no que somos levados a acreditar...

Recomendações:
Música: Quest to find - J-Live, Kenn Starr e Odissee
Álbum: You don't know the half - Halftooth Records
Rima:"...if my pockets got swoll, I don't think I'd be the asshole/to think that giving a little back is a hassle..." J-Live - Quest to Find

Hoje tem Central Acústica no Sala Real. E terça no Jive. Compareçam!
Later,
One,
Kamau

Faixa 4 - 8 million stories

Sem falar muito, sample de Bola Sete (é, brasileiro), Phife rimando sozinho com Tip no Refrão.

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Música: 8 Million Stories


Verse One: Phife Dawg

Went to Carvel to get a milk shake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes
The car oh yeah there's money in my jacket
Somebody broke into my ride and cold macked it
Yo tip I tell you man the devil's tryin it
But I'm goin to stay strong cause I ain't buyin it
Tonight I'm taking Sherry out, I don't have jack to wear
You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear
Cool I found something so I ironed it
I then got caught up on the phone, oh shit I'm fryin it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll, pull out my suit for Sunday service
My little brother wants Barney, cool I'm gettin it
Took him down to Kay-Bee, they ain't sellin it
Here we go with the cryin, yo he's throwin fits
My blood pressure's blowin up, I can't take the shit
Finally got what he wanted now he's good to go
Again the ride was smashed, where's my radio?
One time the car was in the shop I had to borrow see...
They had no mercy on the car they almost killed me
Where the hell can Nicki be? I'm gonna smack her up
I got the tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me up
I need to hit a honey off, Jarobi pass the phone
Pulled out my book of hoes, oh yo Sheila's home
Steady smilin like a mother yo I'm read' to bone
Went down to hon, she's in the red zone
Stressed out more than anyone could ever be
Forever tryin to clear the samples for my new LP
Everybody knows I go to Georgia often
Got on the flight and I ended up in Boston
With all these trials and tribulations yo I've been affected
And to top it off, Starks got ejected

Refrain: Phife Dawg

Problems, problems, problems, woe is me I'm havin
problems, problems, problems..

Verse Two: Phife Dawg

Just last week my girl was stressin me
Now her best friend be underssin me
Well I was lovin her by the moon ray
Now I'm tricking on her like Kinte' (c'mon)
Bought a bag of izm from the smoke shop
Walkin towards the car, here come the damn cops
Now I'm station bound for the thai sticks
I bought it for my man, I don't believe this shit
Coach sat me down from the ball team
Cause I was breakin niggaz on the inseams
Some niggaz cross town was tryin to stick me
All I had was shorts, a dollar fifty
Picked up this girl in the hooptie
Just because I rhyme she tried to soup me
Pay for this, pay for that, loot for nails and hair
Who the hell you think I am, Mr. Belvedere?
Go and get a bloody job, then can we look cute
Even if you give me boots, you'll neva see my loot
She wasn't even all of that just another hooker
So I turned that ass away, quick like Chucky Booker
Sometimes you got put the hoes in their friggin place
Just move from in front me with your botty face!

Refrain: Phife Dawg

Problems, problems, problems, Lord knows I'm havin
problems, problems, problems, Jesus Christ I'm havin
problems, problems, problems, pray for me I'm havin
problems, problems, problems..

Yeah
Yeah..
Just lay down your burdens by the riverside
Hah, and you'll be alright, knowhatI'msayin?
Love and peace from Phife for '93, knahmsayin?
Tribe Called Quest, Shaheed and Tip
This is how we flip

My man Muhammad in the house, huh [come on, come on]
Zulu Nation in the house, huh [come on, come on]
SubRoc is in the house, huh [come on, come on]
My man Skeff is in the house, huh [come on, come on]
Jarobi White is in the house, huh [come on, come on]
Bob Power in the house, huh [come on, come on]
My man Eric in the house, huh [come on, come on]
My man Nitro in the house, huh [come on, come on]

Refrain: Q-Tip

Help me out y'all, help me out now
Help me out y'all, help me out now
Help me out God, I really need ya
Help me out now, I really need ya
Help me out y'all, help me out now
I'm havin problems, help me out now
Really need ya, to help me out now
Help me out y'all, help me out now
Help me out y'all, help me out now
Help me out y'all, help me out now
Help me out God, I really need ya
Havin problems, help me out now..

[help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me
help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me.....
.....MUHAMMAD!!]

Problemas com mulheres, Tribe também tem...
O refrão tá tipo meu estágio atual.
Bão...
Recomendações de hoje?
Som: Feel & Move - Dark Sun Riders
Toda vez que eu via o King tocando no Usina eu perguntava pra ele que som era esse. Ele deve ter me respondido várias vezes...
É milianos, mas é cabuloso...
álbum: LMNO - Leave my name out (esse cara é muito bom)
Rima: I come and go as I will, say what I feel/
I'm involved with nature and, nah, I don't hate ya/
I balance my talents with my self-awareness/
And share this with you 'cause it's true/
I don't care if you don't believe...

I don't care what it did to them, it's been good to me/
and even bad but it's something that I had to go through/
to get to this mic I flow through to show you/
what I can do with my vocals, it's beautiful

Pep Love - Living is Beautiful
É tudo que eu preciso pensar, que eu queria dizer nesse momento...

Later,
One,
Kamau

P.S.: Faltam 37 dias...

Faixa 3 - Award Tour

Terceira faixa, primeiro single (se não me engano), vídeo clássico, Dave (De La Soul) no refrão (com um olho só).
Sample (entre outros) de Weldon Irvine, jazzista falecido no ano passado, parceiro de Mos Def e professor de piano de Q-Tip.

Põe pra tocar e acompanha a letra (Sem seguir a bolinha):

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest f/ Dove (De La Soul)
Album: Midnight Marauders
Música: Award Tour


[Chorus: Dove - De La Soul]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
New York, NJ, N.C., VA
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Oaktown, L.A., San Fran, St. John

[Q-Tip]
People give your ears so I be sublime
It's enjoyable to know you and the concubine
Niggaz, take off your coats ladies, act liike gems
Sit down, Indian style, as we recite these hymns
See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the mo-mo
Ludicrously speedy, or infectious with the slow-mo
Heard me in the eighties, J Beez on the promo
On my never endin quest to get the paper on the caper
But now, let me take it to the Queens side
I'm takin it to Brooklyn side
All the residential Questers to invade the way
Hold up a second son, cuz we almost there
You can be a black man and lose all your soul
You can be white and blue but don't crap the roll
See my shit is universal, if you got knowledge and dolo
Of delf for self, see there's no one else
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
So, do that, do that, do do that that that(come on)
Do that, do that, do do that that that(OK)
Do that, do that, do do that that that
I'm buggin out, so let me get back cuz I'm wettin niggaz
So run and tell the others cuz we are the brothas
I learned how to build mics in my workshop class
So give me this award, and let's not make it the last

[Chorus: Dove]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas

[Phife]
Back in '89, I simply slid into place
Buddy, buddy, buddy all up in your face
A lot of kids was bustin rhymes but they had no taste
Some said Quest was wack, but now is that the case
I have a quest to have the mic in my hand
Without that, it's like Kryptonite and Superman
So Shaheed come in with the sugar cuts
Phife Dawg's my name, but on stage, call me Dynomutt
When was the last time you heard the Phifer sloppy
Lyrics anonymous, you'll never hear me copy
Top notch baby, never comin less
Sky's the limit, you gots to believe up in Quest
Sit back , relax, get up out the path
If not that, here's the dancefloor, come move that ass
Non-believers, you can the steps
I roll with Shaheed and the brotha Abstract
Niggaz know the time when the Quest is in the jam
I never let a statue tell me how nice I am
Comin with more hits than the Braves and the Yankees
Livin mad phat like an over sized Bam-bi
The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh
When my track record's longer than a DC-20 aircraft
So, next time that you think you want somethin here
Make somethin deffer, take that garbage to St. Elsewhere

[Chorus: Dove]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
S.C., Maryland, New Orleans, Motown
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
New York, NJ, N.C., VA

[M. M. Tour Guide]

Seven times out of Ten
We listen to our music at night
Thus (*) the title of this program
The word maraud means " to loot"
In this case, we maraud for years


Essa á só a primeira das músicas mais conhecidas desse disco.
Letra emprestada do site Ohhla
Mais informações sobre samples, procurem os Tribe Vibes...


Eu estava procurando mais uns sons por aqui e lembrei de um som muito bom do Tribe chhamado Peace, Prosperity and Paper, que faz parte da Trilha Sonora do Filme "High School High"(nunca vi esse filme). Essa letra é muito boa também, vale a pena ler.
E chequem o blog da Central: http://centralacustica.blig.ig.com.br


Som do Dia: Encore - Jay-Z (The Black Album)
Depois que passar o vídeo na MTV vai virar hit, mas antes disso veja o vídeo no LAUNCH, que eu tô tentando ver também (DJ Will q me disse q tinha vídeo).
O que importa é que o som é bonzão.
Rima do Dia - I know true love is hard to find/ Just let it find you for real/ If you found love to keep it real/ Keep love from being tainted - Dwele - Tainted (Slum Village) - Trinity
Álbum do Dia - The Main Ingredient - Pete Rock And CL Smooth (Classic Material)

Later,
One,
Kamau


P.S.:Faltam 38 dias...

Faixa 02- Stir it up (Steve Biko)

A segunda faixa do Midnight Marauders já começa com uns metais anunciando a entrada triunfal dos mcs Phife e Q-Tip. O sample do som é do Michael Urbaniak e a letra é essa:

Artist: A Tribe Called Quest
Album: Midnight Marauders
Song: Steve Biko (Stir It Up)
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com

[Phife]
Linden Boulevard represent, represent
Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant
My favourite jam back in the day was Eric B. for President

Rude boy composer
Step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex
Youre not Mad Cobra
MC short and black
There aint no other
Trini-born black like Mia Longs grandmother
Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto
Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow
Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?
The Five-Foot Assassin knockin fleas off his collar
Hip-hop scholar since bein knee-high to a duck
The height of Mugsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck
You better ask somebody on how we flip the script
Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip

[Q-Tip]
Queens is in the house represent, represent
A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
No tamin of the style cuz it gets irreverent
A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent

Huh-huh, here we go
You know that I'm the rebel
Throwin out the wicked like God did the Devil
Funky like your grandpas drawers, dont test me
We in like that, youre dead like Presley
When we comin through get tickets to see me
We work for the paper so therell never be a preemie
Lyrics are abundant cuz we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle cuz the music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it
I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it
Right
Now I must move with the quickness
Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness

Chorus

Stir It Up x3
Steve Biko

Stir It Up x3
Steve Biko

Verse 2

[Phife]
New York City represent, represent
A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent
A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent

MCs like to meddle, but heres my proposition
I let my lyrics flow, and jumped your whole position
I'm radical with this like the man this song is after
Yo Tip settle down, whats the reason for the laughter?

[Q-Tip]
I really cant say, I guess I laugh to keep from cryin
So much goin on, people killin, people dyin
But I wont dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental
Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental

[Phife]
Yo I take it back, Im the Indian giver
MCs take notes as I stand and deliver
Percussion isnt less, D's wear the vest
While they dodgin bullets, you should be dodgin Quest
Dont get me wrong, violence is not our forte
I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele
Tip educateem, my rhymes are strictly taboo
Fill em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo

[Q-Tip]

Okay
I am recognizing that the voice inside my head
is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else
Because opinions are like voices
we all have a different kind
So just clean out all of your ears
these are my views and you will find that
we revolutionize over the kick and the snare
The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear
Soon to be the continent and then the freakin globe
Theres room for it all as we mingle at the ball
We welcome competion cuz it doesnt make one lazy or worn
We gotta work hard, you know the damn card
Try to be the fattest is the level that we strive
Try to be the fattest also to stay alive


Logo na sequência vem um clássico, que vocês saberão no próximo post...
E pra quem está se perguntando quem é Steve Biko, clique aqui.
A letra foi tirada do site OHHLA
E a biografia do Steve Biko encontrei pelo Google no site Enraizados.

Fui procurar alguma coisa sobre o álbum no site da ex-gravadora deles, Jive e só vi umas coisas estranhas. Pra quem não sabe, a gravadora agora conta com Britney Spears, Aguilera, R. Kelly (Pq o Michael é processado e ele não?) e outros mais pop. E pensar que já passaram por lá KRS- One, Tribe, Souls of Mischief, Casual...
Pelo menos estão tentando voltar pro Rap agora e assinaram com o Mobb Deep, mas vá saber...
Bão...
Deixa pra lá...


E está no ar o blog da nossa festa: Central Acústica
E por enquanto é só...
Dica de Som: Fakin' the funk - Main Source
Dica de álbum: Dj. Lt. Dan - The Black Album (Back to Basics) - Jay-Z (Com uns instrumentais emprestados)
Rima do Momento: " Queira viver melhor, não queira ser o melhor/Viva com o dinheiro e não pelo dinheiro e só" - Capone (O Bando) - Dinheiro m(do álbum Bonança)

Later,
One,
Kamau



P.S.: Faltam 41 dias...

Seja bem vindo ao programa Midnight Marauders..."

Bom, conforme prometido, depois de algum tempo enrolando.. seja bem vindo ao programa Midnight Marauders.
Começamos a viagem com a voz da guia em "Midnight Marauders Tour Guide". Sample do Cal Tjader ("Aquarius") que fica em todos os interludes e uma voz style... Tem melhor jeito de começar uma viagem?

Artista: A Tribe Called Quest
Álbum: Midnight Marauders
Título: Midnight Marauders Tour Guide

Hello,
This is your Midnight Marauder program
I'm on the front of your cover
I will be enhancing your cassetes and cds
with certain facts that you may find beneficial
The average bounce meter for your Midnight Marauder Program
will be in the area of 95 BPM
We hope that you will find our presentation precise
Please (*) and just Ride...
Thanks

(*) não entendi a palavra....
Bão.. essa é só a introdução.. Logo mais posto o primeiro som: Steve Biko.

Essa semana foi embaçada, várias tretas, show cancelado...
Tá cruel viu? Mas vamos em frente, né? Fazer o que...

Som do momento: Nag Champa (Afrodisiac for the world) (Common)
Álbum do momento: Like water for chocolate (Common)
Rima do momento: "In this neverending battle to please/Niggas, magazine writers, emcees/Who reclaim hot shit, I freeze..." (Common - Nag Champa- LWFC)
E pensar que ele cantou esse som no Dulôco em 99 hein?
Bão... faltam 46 dias...
Later,
One,
Kamau