Marie
Title | Marie |
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Artist | Medslaus |
Album | Poorboy |
Release Date | May 2017 |
Description | The song focuses on the graft of the hardworking poor youth with their goals of success. The name ‘Marie’ and the constant reference to eating cake reflects on the famous quote by Queen Marie Antoinette during the french famine of 1789 during the reign of her husband Louis XVI. Upon learning that the people of France were dying of starvation due to having no bread, she stated ‘let them eat brioche’, out of naivety, disregard, or both. The quote has gone on to symbolise the ever increasing class divide, and the cluelessness + carelessness of the upper classes to the struggles of those who have to grind to achieve their goals. ‘Poorboy’. The main sample of this track is from MF DOOM’s One Beer, using both DOOM’s vocals and the same sampled melody, but chopped, pitched and warped in various ways, creating a ghastly nebulous soundscape, wailing sounds and reverberating pianos reflect the lyrical nature of the song. |
Lyrics | [Intro] I get no kick from champange I get no kick from champange I get no kick from champange I get no kick from champange (I get no kick from champange) (I get no kick from champange) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] You silly, wishing for a miracle with no work How you gon' past the test If you ain’t do your homework? On my back giving boulders So I take it slow Still these niggas taking notes Cuz I wasn't made like most Been tripping with bad vision, thinking maybe it's my pigment My brother got no guns, still the pigs might kill him Simple stresses of living But imma send the building up Won’t let them take my life before Medhane get enough So I'm running, running, running like I missed the bus Making sure these niggas duck Whenever it get erupt Team moving, ya'll niggas stuck Ha, got them stuck on that feel shit Too busy waiting on the mailman With their scale in the cash crop Plotting, scheming and dreaming off fast drops Push their beamer through the hood with the roof off 'Cos it don't feel too good when the news on Too good when the news on No, it don't feel too good when the news on [Chorus] Yeah, I'm tired, I'm hoping they told me he came (Came, came) When there’s no prayer, how the fuck we eat cake Runnin’ in circles I'm stuck in a ma- maze(Maze) I’m stuck in my way--ways They told me he came (Came, came) I'm tired of hoping, they told me he came When there's no prayer, how the fuck we eat cake Runnin' in circles I’m stuck in a maze, stuck in my ways, stuck in my ways They told me he came [Verse 2] I see 'em scheming, plotting on me Keep the finest garments on me And keep them leeches off me I be by my lonely Got these words and my plan With these words, I will emerge as a man No time for child's play I- can't get stuck in the trap my mouth made There's no time for child's play I can't get stuck in the trap my mouth made Got my own goals, I don't need yours Got my own gold, I don't need yours I don't need yours- You might also like[Chorus] I don't need yours I don't need yours I don't need yours, ay Got my own gold, ay Got my own gold, I don't need yours Got my own goals, I don't need yours [?](Right here, right here) (Let them eat cake) [Verse 3] Fuck your classification Niggas wack, we erase them Going from rats in the basement To crossing maps in the nations Only problem is patience My only problem is patience Look at your list of the greatest Look where my name is I can not minimum wage it Stress on my back till it's breaking Money let you know you made it You get that money, you waste it I get that money, I save it No conversation, what they all saying Yeah You got the skills, you need cake, kid |