Common ft Nas - Ghetto Dreams

Bon allez, 'faut vraiment arrêter avec Jay-Z et Kanye West!! Je milite pour la survie des Maybach (cf. Otis..) et surtout pour celle de la bonne musique... et pour cela, on va plutôt s'écouter du lourd. Du très lourd. Common et Nas avec Ghetto Dreams...



En effet, le premier extrait clippé du nouvel album de Common (Sortie: 21 novembre) The Believer, The dreamer est arrivé cette semaine et annonce la couleur. Kanye West justement est toujours dans les parages (au travers de G.O.O.D Music) mais pour ce retour aux sources Common a fait appel à No Id et (logiquement?) à Nas pour le featuring. Je ne sais pas ce que t'en penses, pour moi le résultat est plus que réussi.



Avant de passer aux Paroles, on notera juste que le clip est réalisé par Matt Alonzo, dont je vais te reparler ici très très bientôt...



Ghetto dreams

Ghetto ghetto dreams

Ghetto niggas' dreams

From the hood



[Common]

I want a bitch that look good and cook good

Cinderella fancy, but she still look hood

Butt naked in the kitchen flipping pancakes

Plus she tricking from the dough that her man makes

We got our own handshake, her titties ain't fake

Fucking in the car cause we just can't wait

To get home, early in the morn' getting stoned

Pretty with her eyes low, running by Bible

The type of bitch that Big said he would die for

Is the type that I would rather stay alive for

Tats on her back, looking all tribal

She know shoes like she know survival

Well put together, she weathers the storm

Seen her brother die so forever she's strong

Hear Beyonce's song and she gotta perform

Whether fucking or fighting: we getting it on



[Hook]



[Common]

I don't even say shit, she can feel it

I toss the realest, toenails acrylic

Ass is a weapon and it's hard to conceal it

Baby in one arm, the other is a skillet

Fried chicken, macaroni, raised on the back of Stony

Ghetto press, she's my Apolloni[a]

Like trigger had the back of Tony, Montana

Reminded me a me of my, of my mama

Knowing the drama like she know when to joke

Steal a nigga's squares, not wanting me to smoke

I poke my head out of Benzes

Streets that I know who my friends is

In this love for the money, power and clothes

A ghetto housewife watch reality shows

She might get to snapping when the cabinets ain't closed

When the cameras start snapping, she's ready to pose



[Hook]



[Nas]

I notice all my flaws when it comes to writing rhymes

Subject matter be changing too quickly at times

So I keep it strictly 'bout dimes and stick to the story

Call me a pro in the pussy category

Had explicit experiences I shouldn't mention

For me, getting women turned from sport to addiction

Powerful women playing the roles of submission

Lawyers on leashes, congress, women inflictin'

Pain onto my game wanted and I'm sadistic

They liked it, they dyked it, devices twisted

'til I get a nice chick, to get me on some nice shit

Crib raising kids, Labrador behind the white fence

But I'm still single, looking for Cleopatra

African Queen, yo look at me, I'm a bachelor

Y'all niggas in trouble, keep your girls behind closed doors

Cross your fingers, be happy I haven't chose yours

She love glamour, bought her Vera Wang sandals

Valentino bags is my etiquette my man is

Half hood half class, photographers' cameras

Caught us out there, the spotlight, hope she can handle this

She can join me, red carpet at my next non-profit

Events having sponsored have some alcohol product

Jumping out a Bentley with some fresh red bottoms

You live your dream with me when you are just in the projects