Rap Genius.

Será que dices cosas muy corrientes con mucha habilidad. Yo no vivo en Los Ángeles, pero he estado jodido por no encajar y he sentido odio hacia quien he amado. Así que cuando este tipo se pone a recitar con su voz cavernosa se me mueve el cuello en afirmación: porque es verdad.

Real, de eso va el rap, de acercarse a tu realidad y seducirte con lo que siempre pensaste y nunca supiste poner en palabras, y todo sobre una atmósfera de bombos y cajas, un ritmo tremendamente básico y primitivo.

Wolf es el tercer álbum de Tyler, the creator. Suena mucho a jazz, egocéntrico como lo fueron Bastard y Goblin. Un nuevo escenario, es decir, un nuevo marco donde desarrollar las ideas que se van mostrando.
Producido por el mismo Tyler, que ha mejorado bastante con el piano. Además de haber ganado un fama más que reconocible.
Yo creo que lo que le hace sentir a uno es una simetría entre la vida del artista y la de uno mismo. Si en los noventa las clases bajas de negros norteamericanos flipaban con Biggie porque representaba su realidad y sus sueños, ahora mismo, en una sociedad que gracias a internet se está transformando en Estados Unidos y su periferia, hay tanto jóvenes que viven vidas idénticas  que es fácil que una idea simple y directa cale.

En este tema concretamente el mc muestra una situación típica para un artista recién llegado: fans fanáticos que cohíben su libertad. Esto lo expresa en primera persona, dando su visión de los hechos. Pero más adelante en la canción el interlocutor cambia. En esa ocasión Tyler habla en primera persona pero desde el punto de vista del fan. Un fan con una vida, unas motivaciones y unas características que lo acercan en lo humano a su ídolo.
De esa extraña empatía surge una canción muy sincera y coherente, sin que el lenguaje deje de ser vulgar, pero con una musicalidad que a mi, personalmente, me encanta.
Realmente recomiendo que le echéis un ojo.

Letras :

Went to Six Flags
Six fags came up and said "Ayo can we get a pic?" I said no
And they said "Oh it's Wolf Gang, Yonkers, Goblin is my shit though"
Now I'm like, fuck, I dont want to be an asshole
So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon
With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on
So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath
Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot
Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo
All because they noticed the top with the box logo
And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear Bastard
They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo, I'm going fucking loco
"Hey Tyler can I..." No, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro?
"But Tyler, you're my hero, I used to get bullied
Until I heard Radicals, the last part got to me.
See, I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed
Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be
My life is just like yours, no father
My momma must have forgot to stop with a pop condom
In school I was the one thinking outside boxes
So everybody in them would say that I got problems
So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em
You're in inspiration to niggas like me
Not the niggas who like you just cause of lyrics and beats
I'm talking about the niggas who dont know where they're going to be
I heard the song Bastard right in the moment of heat
Not in summer, but of course I was holding a heat
Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard that first piano chord
And it drew me in like predators carrying treats
Then I said to myself fuck is he speaking to me
See me and you we go together like snare in a beat
I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm
I carved OF on it this morning with a glass shard
On my green miniramp that I built in my backyard (that's weird)
Thats hard, that scar from playing air guitar
When I see you play at the Roxy (uhhhh)
Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (alright)
I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (no homo)
Wish I had a basement mitt for me to hide you
We could play X-Box and listen to 'In Search Of...' and eat donuts
Over conversating about what church does
Come up with weird ass videos with roach bugs
I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip
And Raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch
You should've took me instead (uhhh, thats weird)
See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither
And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either
No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt
I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (what the fuck)
Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Flog Gnaw, free Earl mobbin
I know it seems like just I'm slobbing on your knob
But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin (yeah you are)
I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about 5 times
Cause (thanks for the support) I love you man (alright)
I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants thats cut
I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall
With the mouth cut out, now paper cuts on my balls
Cause your dicks in my jaw (what the fuck)
And I hit you on twitter about 10 minutes a day
And I'm bitter cause you dont even reply with a hey (sorry)
And my boys think I'm gay cause I play VCR
In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors..."
Alright my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic
So I can get on colossus, line as slow as molasses
(tyler listen) no nigga I see you are loving my shit
And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick
But im not gay so its awkward, now I'm grouchy like oscar
After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige dockers
Yonkers and yonkers (I love that song)
Sick of hearing about yonkers
Im grateful that it worked, I attacked and I conquered
"Yeah whatever but I had a fucking blast at that concert
I was at the Boston one, I got a t-shirt from Sagan,
The one that says Sagan Lockhart
And when you came out to Sandwiches
Thats when my fucking boycrush got started"
Just take this fucking picture man, shit...

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Una página en la que los usuarios cuelgan las letras de las canciones de sus artista de rap favoritos y además hacen descripciones sobre los versos que aparecen al clicar sobre los mismo. Una interfaz muy sencilla y a la vez una forma de entender mejor lo que se escucha, aunque requiere trabajo.

Un saludo para los dos o tres que entren a leer esta entrada.