Ola pessoal
Sejam bem vindos a mais um RMA
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down...
[Chorus]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
[Verse 1]
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter
I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to
I'm supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted
And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it
That was never my object for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy something I help build
It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Suge
And that was just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth
And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he's all over t.v. down talkin' a man who literally saved my life
Like fuck it i understand this is business
And this shit just isn't none of my business
But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cause
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin'
But now it's elevated cause once you put someone's kids in it
The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?
It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin'
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin'
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him
Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he's fucked the game up cause one of the ways I came up
Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin'
Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then
But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think
That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that's on the front line
That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have Runyan Avenue, soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is
But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered
It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the verdict
I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin'
I'm just willin' to be the bigger man
If ya'll can quit poppin' off at the jaws, well then I can
Cause frankly I'm sick of talkin'
I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience cause
[Chorus]
Esta semana trago de novo Eminen, mas desta vez num registo mais sério, esta é das poucas musicas e vídeos onde ele não goza com ninguém, alis esta foi uma das musicas que levou muita gente a interrogar-se se Eminen tinha decidido deixar o mundo do espectáculo, já que a musica seguinte a esta foi a musica que ele dedicou à filha.
Mas, para entender esta musica temos que andar uns anos antes de 2004( que foi quando esta musica saiu) e ao inicio do hip hop norte americano tal como o conhecemos, sempre existiu uma guerra entre o este e o oeste, entre rappers das 2 regiões, e as primeiras tragédias aconteceram em 1994 e 1996 com os assassinatos de 2pac e Notourious BIG .
O mentor de Eminen Dr Dre na altura estava a começar e era um protegido de 2pac, do outro lado a começar estavam 2 nomes grande da musica e cultura hip hop: Ja Rule e Jay Z. com as mortes o clima parecia ter acalmado e a guerra passou a ser uma guerra de palavras em que os vários artistas nas suas musicas aproveitavam para insultar artistas do outro lado. E quando grupos rivais se encontravam existiam sempre problemas.
Já no século 21 apareceu o fenómeno 50 cent( que par quem não sabe foi uma espécie de protegido de Eminem) que basicamente jurou que ia acabar com a carreira de Já Rule e que ia tratar disso arranjando maneira que os álbuns deste não se vendessem( curiosamente Ja Rule desapareceu mesmo de circulação).
Mas do que fala esta musica? Fala do fim dessa guerra, Eminen mostra-se revoltado com a violência que as musicas provocaram, quando estavam todos à procura do mesmo: promover o hip hop.
O vídeo mostra 2 crianças a brincar e a lerem essa “historia” que acaba mal( uma curiosidade, no vídeo vemos um homem ser alvejado com 1 bala que era para Eminen e a morrer no hospital, esse homem era Proff um elemento da banda de Eminen D12 que 2 anos após esta musica ter sido lançada foi assassinado numa rixa num bar) e o soldados a que a musica se refere são os elementos dos 2 grupos que se foram juntando à “guerra” sem muito bem saberem do que tratava e apenas por pertencerem a zonas rivais.
O refrão desta musica pertence a uma outra de 1989 de uma artista muito conhecida nos anos 80 e hoje já retirada: Martika, alias depois desta musica sair ela por uns tempos reapareceu e agradeceu a Eminen o ter-se lembrado dela. A versão original é muito boa e não tem nada a ver com a cover.
Na proxima semana
O Inicio não é o fim
Fiquem bem que eu também, até amanha
2 comentários:
regresso aos anos 80
Já reparaste que esta rubrica é um fracasso no blog???
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