The Mountain Will Fall, quinto álbum de DJ Shadow, tem um novo e desconcertante teledisco, dirigido por Sam Pilling. O tema Nobody Speak, feito em colaboração com Run the Jewels, é encenado como uma parábola política sobre um (des)entendimento de líderes, num cenário que podemos associar a um certo visual das Nações Unidas, mas também, perversamente, à dantesca sala de reuniões do clássico Dr. Strangelove (1964), de Stanley Kubrick — é um belo exemplo de como as palavras do rap podem associar-se a imagens que desafiam a representação automática, automaticamente televisiva, da paisagem política.
Picture this
I'm a bag of dicks
Put me to your lips
I am sick
I will punch a baby bear in his shit
Give me lip
I'ma send you to the yard, get a stick, make a switch
I can end a conversation real quick
I am crack
I ain't lying kick a lion in his crack
I'm the shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit
Pinch your momma on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch
Fat boy dressed up like he's Santa and took pictures with your kids
We the best
We will cut a frowny face in your chest, little wench
I'm unmentionably fresh, I'm a mensch, get correct
I will walk into a court while erect, screaming "Yes!
I am guilty motherfuckers, I am death."
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
Get running
Start pumping your bunions, I'm coming
I'm the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyons
Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest
Now face the flame fuckers your fame and fate's done with
I rob Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy
Put coke in the doobie roll woolies to smoke with Snoopy
I still remain that dick grabbing slacker that spit a loogie
Cause the tolda of the toolie'll murder you friggin' Moolies
Fuck outta here, yeah
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey! [x2]
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Only facts I will shoot a
Baby duck if it quacks, with a Ruger
Top billin', come cops and villainous shots is blocked, shipped out, and bought, and you're feeling it
El-P killing it, Killer Mike killing shit
What more can I say? We top dealing it
Valiant without villiany
Viciously file victory
Burn towns and villages
Burning looting and pillaging
Murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their children
I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away
I don't work for free, I am barely giving a fuck away
So tell baby Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away
Heyyo here's a gun son now run get it to gutterway
Live to shoot another day
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey! [x2]
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
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| DR. STRANGELOVE (1964) |