I love this piece! This is “Story 2″ by Clipping, as I see it because of synesthesia! Daveed Diggs’s voice is so good to hear-- I’ve been really into Clipping’s music recently!
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I love this piece! This is “Story 2″ by Clipping, as I see it because of synesthesia! Daveed Diggs’s voice is so good to hear-- I’ve been really into Clipping’s music recently!
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[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Game don't wait (heavy. wait.)
Eyes heavy but it's time to grind motherfucker
Can't be late (hold up. wait.)
Fuck a nine-to-five, push work state-to-state(shit)
No work, no food, still eatin' off paper plates
Banana clip is a paperweight, paper mate
Tell 'em how you're married to the game
She fuckin' everybody but you still put a ring on it, on it
Keep it one hunnit, homies, home is where the homies
Home is where the homies got your back
Get your backpack get
Back to the block, bring it back to the block, shit
Slangin' crack beats cracks into Sacroiliac
But the Glock cocked back, lay another body flat
[Hook: Mariel Jacoda]
Here when they turn on the street lights
Hustle 'til they cut 'em off, that's the street life
Got the chrome on my hip and a bird for sale
That's how I get mine, that's how I get it
[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
Hustlin' is a habit, so they say
This is for the G's who wasn't trippin' and never knew any other way
Other ways of gettin' money, not many do not require
A degree of separation from the streets you gettin' paid in
In which the degree of difficulty is extraordinarily high
And she high while doin' it so see why
Somebody who isn't from it might not understand
How you body a body in other words (how I could just kill a man)
And still a gram is a gram and nobody is Instagramin'
They killin' on Cypress Hill and they still is squeezin' the hammers
Police is beyond the scanners, these some obsequious bandits
And brandishin' flags of function
You fuck a figure, it's fashion then flash on a motherfucker
You fuckin' seeing the passion, forgetting the hunger
This the jungle, time to get active and crack it
So acrobatic, it'll flip in a sec, but set's up and no second guessing
Here in the street, people sweating for the money
[Hook: Mariel Jacoda]
Here when they turn on the street lights
Hustle 'til they cut 'em off, that's the street life
Got the chrome on my hip and a bird for sale
That's how I get mine, that's how I get it
[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]
No time for wifey's babies or other collateral damage
Checking for snitches, they be the ones order tacos in Spanish
Always thinking that they blendin' in, but then sending them telegrams
To the rollers, they bitches, not meaning feminine
Meaning, fuck it, ain't no explaining, get the fuck up and push cocaine
All these fuckers gon' sleep all day
But if you suck up when one of you step up to these bucks
Knock if you lacing up them chucks, no Taylor Gangin'
This shit is grimy and dirty, clothes stankin' while you slangin'
Get up out to the blacktop, backpack for the crack rock
Take shot at the cops at a spot where they knock a neighborhood watch
Watch him, learn the code if them eyes are closed
That means he sleeping on his feet and been out in the cold
And if he flashin' the gold
He either new or want action and got back up on the toes
Study all of your fractions, get up on the honor roll
Roll the marijuana then flip the hoodie up and get ghost
[Hook: Mariel Jacoda]
Here when they turn on the street lights
Hustle 'til they cut 'em off, that's the street life
Got the chrome on my hip and a bud for sale, ayy
And if you trying to take this spot, better think twice
This ain't play time, you're fucking with my life
I'ma do what I gotta do to get my mil'
I gotta get mine, I gotta get it
😙❤️
I heard that they’re going to be making an African-American Ariel and saw some of the beautiful art. It reminded me of this song called “The Deep” by clpping, and a book that author Rivers Solomon was inspired by the song to write. The book’s also called The Deep, and it’s soooo good. It’s got all the angst, queer romance, coping with mental health problems, and worldbuilidng you could eat. The song is amazing, too; I really wish that they played stuff like that on the radio more.
Both the book and the song are inspired by the idea of civilizations forming from the children of pregnant African woman who were dumped off of slave ships. They somehow survived underwater and were born with mer-like bodies. I’m not sure whether they’re going to explore that possibility in the Ariel movie--Disney’s dealt with dark stuff and racial issues before, but this might be a step ahead. Still, it’d be interesting if they did (and just as interesting if they didn’t).
Daveed Diggs makes his way downtown, rapping fast, without a head
why is autocorrect showing me the same word twice?
did clipping play any stuff off of wriggle last night?
i think so? i think they did “wriggle” and maybe “shooter” as well, though i’m not familiar enough with their songs to say that with authority
Antioch