Les ‘STREETS’ de Montréal sont Chauds – Notre Communauté… en RÉFLEXION

On Peut expliquer ce qui se passe à Montréal juste en écoutant la pièce artistique du légendaire rappeur : NAS.

Quand un artiste arrive à peindre un tableau qui décrit une réalité sociale évidente et surtout silencieuse; on peut le qualifier de TALENTEUX et si cet art est tourjours crédible 25 ans aprés : tu es LÉGENDAIRE.

I GAVE YOU POWER de l’artiste Nas alias Nasir Jones est un exemple de peinture audio qui pousse à la réflexion profonde sur la réalité urbaine de nos quartiers montréalais en 2022.

Dans cette composition, on peut percevoir que le rappeur Nas fait une allusion évidente que sa personne était une arme à feu. C’est très évident.

De la couleur, la marque de l’arme, de son poid , la grandeur, son numéro de série, des domages causés par son utilisation, la violence, des funérailles, le sentiment profond instable, la pression des pairs le sentiment de solitude, l’insécurité, le ”black on black crime” et SURTOUT LE POUVOIR QUE CETTE ARME PROCURE à son utilisateur. C’est le titre même de la composition.

Le magazine SCAN24H.com : ne veut pas créer des sujets de conversations virales et sensationnelles, mais plutôt on se manifeste comme un outil de RÉFLEXION et de DÉVELOPPEMENT dans notre communauté.

MAIS POURQUOI : Car on vient de l’époque où la Culture Hiphop était un moyen d’intervention pour nous et les jeunes.

Alors bonne écoute…. et BONNE MÉDITATION.

It Was Written Album classic studio de l’artiste Nas
It Was Written est le second album studio de Nas, sorti le 2 juillet 1996.

Refrain de ”I GAVE YOU POWER” :

How you like me now? I go blaow
It‘s that sh*t that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, crippled your style
I gave you power
I made you buck wild

Paroles (PAROLES NON CENSURÉES)

Damn! Look how muh-fuckers use a nigga
Just use me for whatever the fuck they want
I don’t get to say shit
Just grab me, just do what the fuck they want
Sell me, throw me away
Niggaz just don’t give a fuck about a nigga like me right?
Like I’m a f… I’m a gun, shit
It’s like I’m a motherfuckin gun
I can’t believe this shit…
Word up… (word up)

I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song ’til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that’s why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I’m seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I’m empty I’m quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
Under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads

How you like me now? I go blaow
It’s that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, crippled your style
I gave you power
I made you buck wild

How you like me now? I go blaow
It’s that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, crippled your style
I gave you power
I made you buck wild

Always I’m in some shit, my abdomen is the clip
The barrel is my dick, uncircumcised
Pull my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unlock me
Results of what happens to niggaz shock me
I see niggaz bleedin runnin from me in fear, stunningly tears
Fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys, for years
I’ve been used in robberies, givin niggaz heart to follow me
Placin peoples in graves, funerals made cause I was sprayed
I was laid in a shelf, with a grenade
Met a wrecked-up tech with numbers on his chest that say
Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero
Had a serial defaced, hopin one day, police would place
Where he came from, a name or some sort of person to claim him
Tired of murderin, made him wanna be a plain gun
But yo I had some other plans, like the next time the beef is on
I make myself jam right in my owner’s hand

How you like me now? I go blaow
It’s that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, crippled your style
I gave you power
I made you buck wild

How you like me now? I go blaow
It’s that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, crippled your style
I gave you power
I made you buck wild

Yo, weeks went by and I’m surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me it’s bullets, two vests and then a nine
There’s a grenade in a box, and that tech that kept cryin
Cause he ain’t been cleaned in a year, he’s rusty as clear
He’s bout to fall to pieces, cause of his murder career
Yo, I can hear somebody comin in, open the shelf
His eyes bubblin, he said, “It was on”
I felt his palm troubled him shakin
Somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin
He placed me on his waist, the moment I’ve been waitin
My creation was for blacks to kill blacks
It’s gats like me that accidentally, go off, makin niggaz memories
But this time, it’s done intentionally
He walked me outside, saw this cat
Cocked me back, said, “Remember me?”
He pulled the trigger but I held on, it felt wrong
Knowing niggaz is waiting in hell for ‘im
He squeezed harder, I didn’t budge, sick of the blood
Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man’s grudge
What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he lead the chase
My owner fell to the floor, his wig split so fast
I didn’t know he was hit, it’s over with
Heard mad niggaz screamin, niggaz runnin, cops is comin
Now I’m happy, until I felt somebody else grab me
Damn!

FIN

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