Kendrick Lamar - Hiiipower

Dicen los eruditos, "los heads más heads entre lo head" (excluyendo por ahora a mi carnal) 

que esta es la canción rap del año. Y algunos literalmente hipsters, entiéndase "los hipsters más

hipsters entre lo hipster", escribieron por ahí que Section.80 es el mejor disco del año.

Subjetividad a todo lo que da, ciertamente.

Lo que sí es que ante declaraciones de esas, ipsofacto bajé el disco (ayer, divagando, me plantee que -por obvias razones- la cantidad de escencia Hip-hop en el ser, es inversamente proporcional al tiempo que uno tarda en bajar el último disco que salió, escucharlo y forjarse un punto de vista... [Es sarcasmo. Aunque ¿eso qué? 10 Personas diario visitan esta mierda y 7 se salen en el acto]) y llegué a la conclusión de que suena bastante bien.

Es el disco idóneo para recorrer las calles de General Terán, Nuevo León, a eso de las 9 p.m. del horario de invierno, con la hoodie bien embrocada, a temperaturas bajas, mientras uno piensa: "¿Qué fregados estará diciendo este "Never 

                       Ignorant 

                       Getting 

                       Goals
                       Accomplished"?
                    ¿Se creerá un Thug For Life 4 Real?
                    ¿En qué piensa mi ex?".

Inténtenlo...

Quizá un negro contra el sistema siempre ha sido y será algo bonito para todos.

Chequen el disco, suena bien.

Abajo las lyrics.

[Intro]

Everybody put three fingers in the air

The sky is falling, the wind is calling

Stand for something or die in the morning

Section 80, Hiii Power

[Verse 1]

Visions of Martin Luther staring at me

Malcolm X put a hex on my future, someone catch me

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

The Serengeti's clone, back to put you backstabbers

Back on your spinal bone, you slipped your disc

When I slid you my disc, you wanted to diss but jumped on my dick

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Aiming it at a pig, Charlotte's web is going to miss you

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

How to stay on beat, because our life’s an instrumental

This is physical and mental, I won't sugar coat it

You'd die from diabetes if these other niggas wrote it

And everything on TV just a figment of imagination

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a Haitian

While you mothafuckas waiting, I be off the slave ship

Building pyramids, writing my own hieroglyphs

[Hook]

Just call the shit Hiii Power

Nigga nothing less than Hiii Power

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

I mean the shit is, Huey Newton going stupid

You can't resist his Hiii Power

Throw your hands up for Hiii Power

[Verse 2]

Visions of Martin Luther staring at me

If I see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Sorry mama, I can't turn the other cheek

They wanna knock me off the edge like a fucking widow's peak, uhh

And she always told me pray for the weak, uhh

Them demons got me, I ain't prayed in some weeks, uhh

Dear Lord come save me, the devil's working hard

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Enough to drive a man insane, I need a license to kill

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Doing the moonwalk, hoping I blow up in time

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Who said a black man in the Illuminati

Last time I check, that was the biggest racist party

So get up off that slave ship

Build your own pyramids, write your own hieroglyphs

[Hook]

Just call the shit Hiii Power

Nigga nothing less than Hiii Power

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

I mean the shit is, Bobby Seale making meals

You can't resist his Hiii Power

Throw your hands up for Hiii Power

[Bridge: Alori Joh]

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

We been down for too long but that's alright

We was built to be strong cause it's our life, na-na-na

Every day we fight the system, we fight the system

We fight the system (Never like the system)

We been down for too long but that's alright, na-na-na

[Verse 3]

Who said a black man in the Illuminati

Last time I check, that was the biggest racist party

Last time I check, we was racing with Marcus Garvey

On the freeway to Africa 'til I wreck my Audi

And I want everybody to view my autopsy

So you can see exactly where the government had shot me

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

They play musical chairs once I'm on that pedestal

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

The reason Lauryn Hill don't sing, or Kurt Cobain

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

Product of the late 80s

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

Pull your guns and play me, let's set it off

Cause a riot, throw a Molotov, somebody told me them pirates had got lost

Cause we been off them slave ships

Got our own pyramids, write our own hieroglyphs

[Hook]

Just call the shit Hiii Power

Yeah nothing less than Hiii Power

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

I mean the shit is, Fred Hampton on your campus

You can't resist his Hiii Power

Throw your hands up for Hiii Power

[Outro]

Thug Life, Thug Life!

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En el link, les explican qué pedo con cada línea, o al menos lo intentan.
Felices pascuas dijo un iluminado.






Alejandro.