Hendrix
Hendrix's Legacy: Echoes of Choices in the Danger Zone
Lyrics
Oh I'mma do this one for my homies gone
Devoted to honoring departed friends
The judge hit the hammer they ain't coming home
Legal judgment resulted in their continued incarceration
We all are from the danger zone
We all come from risky or troubled environments
The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
Metaphorically, faced with making a significant choice
I chose music, my homies chose yay
Wyclef chose music; friends chose drug dealing
Some of my ballers chose the NBA
Some friends pursued careers in professional basketball
Cuzzo's on the block, man they gang bang
Wyclef's cousins are involved in gang activities
Funeral parlors makin' all the change
Profit is made by funeral homes due to violence
Yeah when my cousin got his first Tec
Reference to obtaining a firearm
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
Personal reminiscence of playing Hendrix's music
All I wanted to be was a rock star
Wyclef's aspiration was to become a famous musician
And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
Friend's aspiration was to become a drug lord like Pablo Escobar
El Chapo, Si
Repetition emphasizing friend's desire to be like El Chapo
El Chapo, Si
-All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
-El Chapo
-El Chapo, Si
-All he wanted to do was be El Chapo
-Gone 'til November, he ain't comin' back
Reference to a lengthy absence, likely imprisonment
I was talking 'bout my homies man that sold crack
Friends caught in a dangerous situation, hiding weapons
Caught in the trap, hit from the back
-They hid the steel
-Like the owl boy that's hidden on the dollar bill
-Welcome to the rotten apple
Description of a corrupt city, nights overshadowing days
The city of lights
-No matter how days shine
-They can't steal the nights
-'Cause when the ghost knock knock
Threat of violence, danger indicated by a red dot
Just before you guess, red dot at your chest
-The Eagles raid the cuckoos nest
-Better be with them artillery packs
Warning about the necessity of being armed for protection
They be jumping like Jack when they jump out the box
-Ratatatata that's the sound of the gat
-They be flying through the air like vampire bat
-Straight from the back when they attack
Description of an attack in the darkness of night
In the middle o' night when you up in the trap
-You keep on bucking, they bucking you back
-In the middle of bucking somebody get flat
-Oh I'mma do this one for my homies gone
Repetition of themes from earlier lines
The judge hit the hammer they ain't coming home
-We all are from the danger zone
-The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
-I chose music, my homies chose yay
-Some of my ballers chose the NBA
-Cuzzo's on the block, man they gang bang
-Funeral parlors makin' all the change
-When my cousin got his first Tec
Recollection of a cousin obtaining a firearm, Wyclef playing music
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
-All I wanted was to be a rock star
-And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
-El Chapo, Si
Reiteration of the desire to be like El Chapo
El Chapo
-All he wanted to do was be El Chapo
-El Chapo
-All I do is practice
Wyclef's dedication to music and feeling inspired
When he bought me that guitar I felt like Prince the artist
-Turn up my guitar
-When my cousin got his first Tec
Reiteration of earlier memories regarding music and the cousin
I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
-All I wanted was to be a rock star
-And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
-When my cousin got his first tat
Continuation of Wyclef's desire to be a rock star
Acoustic trappin' in the basement
-All I wanted was to be a rock star
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