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Explication de la chanson 3 Sides To A Story de Joe Budden


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3 Sides To A Story (3 versions pour une histoire)
 
Un son du futur et trés attendu mais maintes fois repoussé " the growth ".
Surment le meilleur son du rappeur issue du New Jersey, peu peuvent se vanter d'avoir des lyrics aussi recherché.
Ici Joe budden raconte une histoire "classique" du ghetto US, le grand frére deal, il finit en taule, la soeur se fait abusé par son beau pére et tout sa fini en bain de sang. On peut y voir une double morale, les bons meurent toujours et la société n'aide pas ces personnes.
La ou il différe c'est dans la façon d'amener le sujet, en mettant en scéne 3 narrateurs différents on apprend tout le deroulement de l'histoire.
 
Le 1er couplet est raconté par derrek, le grand frére, il explique qu'il a été en prison pour avoir commit un meurtre à l'age de 17ans, de par son casier il ne trouve pas de boulot à ssa sortie de taule et se met a dealer pour nourrir sa famille et aider sa mére qui se tue au travail. Comme bien souvent dans ces cas la, il se fait dénnoncer et retourne en prison
 
Dans le second couplet, on a le point de vue de Sally, la soeur de Derrek, elle nous raconte son mal-être et les atouchement que son beau pére lui fait subir. Elle rend souvent visite a son frére mais n'ose pas lui dire que l'enfant quelle porte est celui de BO' et que c'est ce même BO qui l'a dennoncé aux flics.
 
Dans le 3ém couplet, BO le beau pére raconte sa vision de l'histoire. On apprend que ce BO avait un fils et que c'est Derrek qui l'avait tué, pour se vanger il a decidé de ruiner sa vie et sa famille. Il a commencé par tué son pére puis l'a dennoncé ! Il viole sa soeur et attend que Derrek sortes de prison pour pouvoir s'occuper de lui. La fin du dernier couplet nous explique le denouement de l'histoire, à savori la mort de sally dans le réglement de compte entre BO et Derrek
 
[Derrek's side]
 
My name's Derrek,
I'm from Queens right there on Marrick(1),
Raised off honesty, loyalty, good merrit,
Got a little sister and my pops just perished,
And I just came home, so my freedom I really cherish.
Young when they bagged me, seventeen, the can is torture,
And I just did that for manslaughter.
Odds was against me, murder in the 2nd degree,
Made it less cuz I gave them a plea.
That's the past, now a dude's home tryin to clean up his past,
But all niggas know me for is the past.
Now my mind's always thinkin how to pocket some cash,
They know it's somethin never sparked it or cock it and blast.
Now i'm tryin to live straight and get my act together,
But my mom's strugglin she puttin scraps together.
Long time ago when I wasn't home, she was cleanin my room,
Cried when she found a gat in the dresser.
Said no child of hers woulda had that, never,
But with all the dirt I was doin (shit) I felt like I had to protect her,
I had to protect US.
Instead of me selling crack forever,
She'd rather me in Shop Rite gettin bags together.
Past endevours won't allow me to get worth
(So) forced me to get work,
On apps they ask if you've ever been in jail like if I say yes you'll hire me,
Nigga don't lie to me !
I got a little sister that's 9, plus moms is chillin
With some new dude I think she's feelin.
But he don't help with the bills and i'm back on the strip, so we don't go broke,
I'm back to this hammer that I have to tote
Stash you know i'm killin em,
Only nigga on the ave with coke.
Only man in the house, I gotta bring in cash
And them two checks a month that mom get don't last.
Little Sally's real young, she's developin fast.
Oh you thinkin the same thing, it's a hell of a task.
Then they clipped me, plain clothes cops came to get me
But knew that I had mine on threatened to hit me.
And I moved swiftly, said they had a warrant
And knew about it all they said they had an informant.
I'm back in a cage, the cell, with the apes in jail.
Now i'm back in this 8 by 12.
See I tried to live right, but society aint made for niggas to live right
(So) mommy just write.
Mommy make sure Sally keep her shit tight
 
And i'll be home real soon, don't cry it's aight.
 
 
[Hook]
 
Know it might seem like it's all good, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I rep my set like you should, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I know it might seem like it's all good, but this is what it's like in the hood.
 
I rep my set like you should, but this is what it's like... what it's like.
 
 
[Sally's side]
 
My name's sally,
And i'm from Queens, i'm not happy.
Dad passed away,
Mom remarried.
Got a big bro, but he's n jail,
Mom said for some things that he use to sell,
And i'm always with stepdad, his name's Bo,
But theres some things about him that my mom dont know.
And he says if I tell that it wont be pretty,
And i'm really scared of him, he's already hit me.
He touches me places, I dont like it,
I mean more than just a hug or goodbye kiss.
I mean touch me places that's private,
And he don't just touch, he puts somethin inside it.
He says the more he does that, I'll start 2 like it.
Hand over my mouth so i'm quiet.
Mom's only with him cuz our money is low,
I'm 16 but i'm shaped like a twenty year old.
And my moms in love so she makes excuses,
When she looks at me an sees scrapes an bruises.
Why stepdaddy gotta take me thru this ?
HELP SOMEBODY I'M GETTIN RAPED I CAN'T DO THIS.
Nobody understands i'm weary,
Get goosebumps everytime a man come near me.
Know how it feel to have a man use you for a cushion,
All the while moanin and pushin
You try 2 push'em, he's gettin bothered,
You yell and you scream but he starts goin harder.
Trust me its somethin you don't wannna be a part of,
Cuz even when its over, for life it'll scar ya.
Visit my bro, he can tell i'm sad.
Starin hard at my stomach he can tell i'm fat.
He can tell i'm mad,
But stepdaddy touched me, fucked me,
You think I can tell him that ? (no)
Bo called the cops on him, should I tell him that ?
Yup, thought you'd agreee so I keep it all to me.
Baby on the way, and i'm not workin,
And I know its his cuz I used to be a virgin.
Derrek says he'll handle it, wipe my tears,
He dont know, this is what it's like for years.
And it falls on deaf ears.
Damn mommy please come home,
PLEASE MOMMY DON'T LEAVE US ALONE.
Some secrets are hard to keep,
Some secrets make it hard to sleep.
 
And sleep is the only time I feel safe,
 
But still the act haunts me,
 
And I know that imma wake up to stepdaddy on me.
 
[Hook]
 
Know it might seem like it's all good, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I rep my set like you should, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I know it might seem like it's all good, but this is what it's like in the hood.
 
I rep my set like you should, but this is what it's like... what it's like.
 
 
[Bo's side]
 
My name's Bo,
Got a chick named Pam that I live with,
But she's always at church, real religious.
I had a son, he was young, he was gifted,
Til a nigga killed him a week before Christmas.
3 shots close range with a hand gun,
I knew before I met Pam that it was Pam's son.
I knew when I pulled the mil out harder,
And went on a manhunt just to kill their father.
Derrek and my boy had a mutual friend,
And put me on go on what I gotta do for revenge.
Derrek's coming home now, and he's gonna get it,
And I know he'll be lookin for me with a biscuit.
Not hard to find, got them techs in handy,
And i'm in his house having sex with his family.
I got his mom on the bed and the canopy,
And i'm with his sister molestin her candy.
Now he know it all, his friend probably told him,
 
And you can't hide nothin in a hood so small.
 
 
But then it came Sunday, Bo aint have to work,
Just humped on Sally, Pam's in church.
Derrek bust in, Bo just froze,
White shit on his nose, Sally gettin her clothes.
Screams "Get ready for your funeral Bo. "
And then he reached to his hip to let a few of em go.
Cuz he's packin but Sally starts gaspin,
Holdin her stomach, I guess she started havin contractions.
Bo grabbed his, now they both got heat, just gunnin,
Both ignoring the scene that's comin.
Now Sally's in the crossfire, screams out "STOP ! "
Holes in the wall, now the scene's gettin hot.
Next 30 seconds on the scene is the cops,
Yellow tape up, now the scene's gettin blocked.
Barracades up, yup, you already know y'all,
Ambulance there, street full of patrol cars.
Cops on the megaphone, "come down now ! "
But it all calmed down somehow.
Bo comes out, hands showin, carrying his arms,
Derrek comes down, little Sally in his arms.
She had nothin to say, she was hit by a stray,
Shots that ricocheted, cops take em away.
And now some niggas miss him,
But it wasn't the guns that killed Sally,
Nah it was the dumb niggas wit em.
When we gonna learn to treat our people sacred,
In some type of way kid ? We all related.
When we gonna grow and get rid of the hatred ?
Cuz this shit happens on a regular basis,
This shit happens on a regular basis.
 
This type of shit happsens every day kid.
 
 
[Hook]
 
Know it might seem like it's all good, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I rep my set like you should, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I know it might seem like it's all good, but this is what it's like in the hood.
I rep my set like you should, but this is what it's like... what it's like.
 
(1) Marrick : Quartier de New York prés du Queens

Réalisée par : Mr Maff
Vue 4 fois au cours des 7 derniers jours
Mise en ligne le jeudi 18 janvier 2007
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scarface vendredi 10 août 2007 - 19h41 - il y a 840 jours Intérêt de cette remarque : 1 (augmenter/baisser) - Editer/Supprimer
Putain quand tu vois qu'il y'a des tas de gens qui mettent des coms pour des songs de merde et pour cette tuerie yen a pratiquement pas!!
killa cam jeudi 25 janvier 2007 - 13h08 - il y a 1037 jours Intérêt de cette remarque : 0 (augmenter/baisser) - Editer/Supprimer
  tro tro bon son, comme qwa joey peut aussi etre un grd lyricist !!
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