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The Roots ‘When the people cheer’

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El nuevo proyecto discográfico de The Roots, grupo de hip hop y neo soul formado en 1987 y ganador del premio Grammy, se titulará “…And then you shoot your cousin” y llegará a las tiendas durante el mes de mayo.

Se trata del sucesor de ‘Undun’ de 2011 y será publicado bajo el sello Def Jam, siendo el onceavo disco de estudio del famoso súper grupo rap formado por artistas del calibre de Questlove, Tariq “Black Thought” y James Poyser.

Para preparar publico y fans, la banda ha ofrecido en streaming online la primera nueva canción incluida en el nuevo trabajo, ‘When the people cheer’, que ha sido retransmitida por la emisora radiofónica Hot 97 en exclusiva.

Estamos delante de un típico single de Roots con elementos de música jazz, clásico, hip hop de la vieja escuela y un gran utilizo de loops y percusiones: se trata básicamente de una balada que se transforma en un tema mucho más dinámico, experimental y emotivo.

A continuación, la letra de ‘When the people cheer’:

Lights, camera, chemical reaction

Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses

Thank the most high for the high of high fashion

My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin

Am I a douchebag or just another doo rag?

Tryna get ahead on some brand new wave shit

For your entertainment money is the language

So every time I speak I’m tryna make another payment

I do ‘em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works

Tell my P.O. ask me where I work at

Think I would’ve learned that sleeping in the bird trap

Living on the run like somebody tryna burn fat

I don’t give a fuck, now maybe that’s abstinence

Or the arrogance of someone who ain’t got shit

That think money over bitches is a stock tip

I live in a trap where things load crack

Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks

Everybody acts like God is all that

But I got the feeling He ain’t never coming back

So I got an angel that answer my prayer

Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air

Nobody wins but nobody cares

They just want blood WHEN THE PEOPLE CHEER

I’m down to 95 dollars, that’s the extent of my riches

Out of 99 problems, 98 of ‘em is bitches

Out here hollering what’s ironic is

I’ve honestly been tryna do what’s right

But some jawn legs in the air tonight like Phil Collins

I’m a sex-addicted introvert, sucker for a pencil skirt

Looking for a shorty coming from work that I can pervert

On my existential grind doing consequential dirt

Searching for physical pleasure if I don’t go mental first

Molly popping, trolley hopping

Know somebody probably watching

That ain’t stopping me from copping a feel

Karate chopping in this after-hours spot

Watching mommy body rocking

First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Jonnie Cochran

Living fast, drinking capt’

One of them hoes even had

The audacity ask me how long this thing would last

I said, “You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass”

She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency break the glass

I make her laugh, she makes it clap

And then she gives me lap dances and I’m thankful that

She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at

I live in a trap where things load crack

Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks

Everybody acts like God is all that

But I got the feeling He ain’t never coming back

So I got an angel that answer my prayer

Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air

Nobody wins but nobody cares

They just want blood WHEN THE PEOPLE CHEER

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