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ウソ!?釈放!?(WU-TANG CLAN)

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詳細 2011年6月12日 07:54更新

■コミュニティ概要



90年代を代表するHIPHOPグループWu-tang Clanが
1993年に発表したアルバム、Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)
に収録された、
Da Mystery of Chessboxin'の曲中で
奇才Ol' Dirty Basterd(以下ODB)が発した



『RZA! Shaquan!』



が、



『ウソ!?釈放!?』



に聞こえてしまった人の為のコミュです。








■コミュニティ作成目的


『タモリ倶楽部』内の空耳アワーの中でも投稿され、
一部の空耳スト、びーぼーいに多大な影響を与えたこの曲を、
今一度検証し、本当に



『ウソ!?釈放!?』



と聞こえるのか、
また逆にODBは



『RZA! Shaquan!』


ではなく初めから


『ウソ!?釈放!?』


と歌っていたのではないか?


など、様々な角度からこの曲を分析し、
ODBがこの曲で訴えたかったこと、
果てはODBが亡くなった本当の理由、
さらにODBは実は生きている、


といった核心に迫る議論を展開させていくことを目的としています。


R.I.P ODB



■Wu-tang Clanについて

http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wu-Tang_Clan



■ODBについて

http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E3%82%AA%E3%83%BC%E3%83%AB%E3%83%BB%E3%83%80%E3%83%BC%E3%83%86%E3%82%A3%E3%83%BB%E3%83%90%E3%82%B9%E3%82%BF%E3%83%BC%E3%83%89




■検証動画

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl6jwab3HWk

2:30あたりです。

携帯の方はYouTubeで
「da mystery」
と検索すれば出てきます。

■歌詞

The game of chess, is like a swordfight
You must think first, before you move
Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used, it's almost invincible

Verse One: U-God

Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation
like the Emancipation Proclamation
Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead
you might as well run into the wall and bang your head
I'm pushin' force, my force your doubtin'
I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains

Verse Two: Inspectah Deck

Well I'm a sire, I set the microphone on fire
Rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah
I come from the Shaolin slum, and the isle I'm from
is comin through with nuff niggaz, and nuff guns
so if you wanna come sweatin, stressin contestin
you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
Phony niggaz are outlined in chalk
I'm mad vexed, is what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
Steamrollin niggaz like a eighteen wheeler
with the drunk driver drivin, there's no survivin

Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef

Ruff like Timberland wear, yeah
Me and the Clan, and yo the Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks, all the niggaz with bad looks
Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
We got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs
Black axe, drug dealin styles in phat stacks
I only been a good nigga for a minute though
cuz I got to get my props, and win it yo
I got beef wit commercial-ass niggaz with gold teeth
lampin in a Lexus eatin beef
Straight up and down don't even bother
I got fourty niggaz up in here now, who kill niggaz fathers

Chorus: Method Man

My peoples are you with me where you at?
In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack
my peoples are you with me where you at?
Smokin meth hittin caps on the block with the gats

Verse Four: Ol' Dirty Bastard

Here I go, deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..I'm
cherry bombin shits... BOOM
Just warmin'upenin', hm, hm, hm.
Rappinin is what's happenin
Keep the pockets stackeinin', hands clappinen'
At the party when I move my body
Gotta get up, and be-eeeee somebody!
Grab the microphone put strength to the bone
DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone
Sure enough when I rock that stuff
Guff puff?? I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff
rough, kickin rhymes like Jim Kelly
or Alex Haley im a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes
comin raw style, hardcore
Niggaz be comin to the hip-hop store
Comin to buy gro-cery from me
Tryin to be a hip-hop MC
The law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang
You must bring the Ol' Dirty Bastard type slang
Represent the GZA, Abbott, RZA, Shaquan, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Hoe gettin low wit his flow
Introducin, the Ghost..face.. Killah!!
No one could get illa

Chorus

Verse Five: Ghostface Killah

Speakin of the devil psych, no it's the God, get the shit right
Mega trife, and yo I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kickin that fast shit
You reneged tried again, and got blasted
Half mastered ass style mad ruff task
When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask
Remember that shit? I know you don't remember jack
That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat
and then you thought I was bugged out, and crazy
strapped for nonsense, after me became lazy
Yo, nobody budge while I shot slugs
Never shot thugs, I'm runnin with thugs that flood mugs
So grab your eight plus one, start flippin and trippin
Niggaz is jettin I'm lickin off son

[Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang!!!!]

Verse Six: Masta Killa

Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicide, when he dies?
In his own iniquity it's the
Master of the Mantis Rapture comin at cha
We have an APB on an MC Killa
Looks like the work of a Masta
Evidence indicates that's it's stature
Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
The flow, changes like a chameleon
Plays like a friend, and stabs you like a dagger
This technique attacks the immune system
Disguised like a lie paralyzin the victim
You scream, as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Movin on a nigga with the speed of a centipede
and injure - ANY MOTHERFUCKIN CONTENDER

Chorus

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