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Crime saga de Shabazz The Disciple

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The book of shabazz (hidden scrollz)

14 de diciembre de 2011

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La canción "Crime Saga" interpretada por Shabazz the Disciple pertenece al álbum "The Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz)" y se encuentra dentro del género musical de hardcore rap de la costa este. La letra de esta canción ofrece un profundo vistazo a una historia delictiva que narra la vida de un personaje llamado Shorty, cuya vida está marcada por traiciones, crimen y consecuencias mortales.

Desde el comienzo, la canción nos sumerge en un mundo violento y despiadado, donde Shorty pasa de ser alguien conocido por su estilo y fortuna a caer en desgracia tras cometer actos criminales. La narrativa evoca imágenes de traición y ambición desenfrenada, donde incluso aquellos más cercanos a él terminan convirtiéndose en sus peores enemigos. Las metáforas claras utilizadas en la canción resaltan la atmósfera oscuro y peligroso que rodea al protagonista, creando un aura de suspense e intriga.

El coro de la canción enfatiza cómo el juego criminal nunca cambia, solo los jugadores van rotando: algunos obtienen riquezas mientras otros terminan en sus lechos de muerte. Esta línea refleja cómo las decisiones tomadas en el mundo del crimen a menudo llevan a resultados fatales o penas de prisión prolongadas. La letra destaca también cómo Shorty experimenta una espiral descendente a medida que cruza límites cada vez más peligrosos en su búsqueda de dinero rápido y poder.

La estructura musical respalda perfectamente la intensidad narrativa de la letra con ritmos pesados y sombríos que subrayan la atmósfera tensa y cruda de la historia contada. A nivel temático, "Crime Saga" examina las consecuencias devastadoras del comportamiento criminal, mostrando cómo incluso aquellos que parecen tener el control total eventualmente caen ante sus excesos.

Este relato violento y oscuro sirve como recordatorio impactante sobre las consecuencias letales del mundo criminal urbano, donde las traiciones pueden provenir incluso de aquellos más cercanos a uno. El final trágico revela no solo las realidades brutales del crimen organizado sino también los devastadores costos humanos involucrados en estas actividades ilícitas.

En resumen, "Crime Saga" es mucho más que una simple narración sobre crimen; es un relato cautivador sobre cómo las decisiones tomadas bajo presiones extremas pueden llevar a consecuencias irreparables. A través de su meticulosa descripción de eventos peligrosos e implacables giros narrativos, Shabazz the Disciple logra crear un retrato visualmente impactante sobre la oscuridad inherente al mundo criminal urbano.

Descansa en paz mis hermanos Rod, Grumpy, Junior, Hearn; Jeffrey y mi amigo Steve-O. Su perdida es trágica pero su memoria vive para siempre gracias a esta canción visceral e inolvidable.

Interpretación del significado de la letra realizada con IA.

Yo it's that choco shit esta loco shit
Straight up carlo's best shit
Niggas wear vests shit hey yo
It's a red hook crime saga
The names was changed to protect the guilty


Yo shorty was used to bein jiggy
But then he fell off and did a bid for smackin this kid up in the city
Sittin pretty pimpin the act and kept a stack on him
Pulled over one night and his man stashed wax on him
See he was wanted and his man started flippin on him
His mind was on it cause the law put a grippin on him
Shorty was feared and respected, known for slappin niggas
And strippin em, make em walk around the projects butt-naked
Nigga remind me of the goodfellas
But deep down his stick mens wanted to knock him off cause they was jealous
They made a deal and got him bagged, shit was foul
They got the manslaughter cause they knew he wouldn't lose the trial
Niggas was schemin all along and got acquitted on him
His girl and his man broke in the safe and then shitted on him
And now they livin the fast life and he's hittin that ass right
And gotta look to the glass pipe

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The game never change only the players
Some inherit castles and thrones, some end up deathbed layers
Victims of the system stripped mentally
Hit with 25 to life on a death penalty


Six months without a visit now he's gettin worried
He pull stink and yankin niggas for that commissary
Been down without, came home and still wanted that nigga dead
Got on the scene and put rewards out on a nigga head
Runnin to spots, it was hot so he fled out of state
Cause he's out on parole and his #39;s dyin to violate
His world is narrow, he's peril cause he's gonna run
Walkin in a buildin with his back against the door holdin his gun
One in the pipe ready to spank somethin
Cuttin grams with his man holdin the plate ready to shank somethin
See now he's gettin major money
Throwin bricks and niggas in his click started actin funny
He startin sniffin, gettin high off his own supply
Shorty was slippin and his ass was about to die
Pimped his workers, made em wear high heels and a skirt
Now they schemin to put his ten percent ass in the dirt

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He worked his way up from grime
And scrapin hand to hand on the block and slignin rocks on consignment
He got plugged and now he's jugglin bricks and movin weight
And bubblin gats and trafficin big eights out of the state
Faked his death and ducked the feds
But little do they know that his ex had put a price out on his fuckin head
One night she plugged him to a pick up
She's supposed to pick a brick up
She led him right into a fuckin stick up
His world was spinnin fast, the walls of hell were closin in
He knew that death was on his ass with adversaries and foes again
A hundred grand in the truck, look out for chris tho
He was asleep, that nigga in the back seat packed a pistol
He put 2 in his kangol and twist his wig back
Yanked the suitcase out the trunk, fuck the snake basket
Left him slumped over the wheel with his wig peeled
Brains on the dashboard and blood all over the windshield
I watched him lay on his deathbed with a swollen head
Waitin for his heart to stop cause he was braindead
Angel of death was waitin by his bedside
He jerked around the next morning and then a tear ran down his left eye
Six men carried his coffin and put him six feet in the ground
While i stood six feet over in a black suit lookin down
Thinkin why was i chose to survive and bear these memories
Fuckin with that dirty game death is always the penalty

Word, yo rest in peace my brother rod, grumpy, junior, hearn
Youknowi'msayin jus, jeffrey and my man steve-o
They all was shot in the head

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Letra traducida a Español

Traducción de la letra realizada con IA.

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