(Win a pair of tickets to this show. Details @ the bottom)
Posted by Nathalie Weinstein
Two big talents, one small venue, one night only
Two of the biggest talents in hip-hop and reggae will appear at one of Portland's smaller venues this Friday
night as Nas and Damien "Junior Gong" Marley tear up the stage at the Roseland.
The only child born to the late Bob Marley and former Miss World 1976 Cindy Breakspeare, Marley was propelled into the upper echelons of reggae fame with his 2005 album Welcome to Jamrock. He is the first, and only Jamaican reggae artist in history to win two Grammy awards on the same night. Whether he's preaching the social change that his father worked for on the track ‘Move!' or riffing on the one night stand on dance track ‘All Night', Marley impresses with his mix of reggae and toasting, a Jamaican music form that is a mix of talking and chanting over a beat, believed by many to have influenced the development of modern-day emceeing in hip hop music.
Marley recently collaborated with bad boy Nas on his newest album, Distant Relatives, which revolves around issues facing Africa such as poverty and social inequity, and samples African music. Proceeds from the album will go to charity projects in Africa, such as school construction.
This is likely to be your first opportunity to hear tracks from the new album before it hits record shelves next month. And if Nas and Damien Marley aren't enough to get you to come out and shake what-your-mama-gave-you, Chali 2na of Jurassic 5 will be opening up the show. For tickets, visit www.doubletee.com.
Nas & Damien "Jr. Gong" Marley
Friday, July 31
8 P.M.
$37.50
All ages
Roseland Theater
8 N.W. Sixth Avenue
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I’d love to see Jurassic 5 and that’s it. But can’t rationalize the ticket price.
I tell you street smarts will carry you through life like a carriage
Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn’t know til I was drunk though
You freak niggaz played out, get fucked and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out
96 ways I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray
Dipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of ‘ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate wit my Dunn’s, 17 rocks gleam from one ring
Yo let me let y’all niggaz know one thing
There’s one life, one love, so there can only be one King…from The Message-Nas
I never brag, how real I keep it // cause it’s the best secret
I rock a vest, prestigious // Cuban link flooded Jesus
in a Lex watchin Kathie Lee and Regis // My actions are one with the seasons // A tec squeezin executioner, winter time I rock a fur //Mega popular, center of attraction
Climaxin, my bitches they be laughin
Aunt Jemima hoes
“This is Nas, kid, you know how it runs
I’m waving automatic guns at nuns
Sticking up the preachers in the church, I’m a stone crook
Serial killer, who works by the phone book”
Where there’s, more hungry mouths. Than food to eat.
Nas-
“Life’s a bitch and then you die
That’s why we get high
‘cuz you never know
when you’re gonna go!”
N.Y. STATE OF MIND. FIRST VERSES AFTER THE INTRO:
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I’m like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I’m extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I’m suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I’ll defeat foes
JANET…. yer cute, but your not seeing jurassic you are only seeing chali 2 na silly. and her is only the opener. its freakin nas….freakin nas….illmatic ?!….ring any bells? mr. marley?!, jamrock, traffic jam,….ring any bells. i think that yer confused or tired or experiencing heat stroke from this god awful heat wave.
drink lots of fluids and get plenty of rest. you will be ok and then you will realize that you were way wrong about this show. its all good. enjoy the rest of your day babie.
peace.
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That’s where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I’ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing’s equivalent, to the new york state of mind
Cause you could have all the chips, be poor or rich
still nobody want a nigga havin’ shit
If I ruled the world and everything in it, sky’s the limit
I push a q-45 infinit
It wouldn’t be no such thing as jealousies or B felonies
Strictly livin’ longevity to the destiny
I thought I’d never see but reality struck
Better find out before your time’s out, what the fuck??
NAS-
Tired of hoppin’ from honey to honey
HIV spreadin’, everybody bump the same bunnies
The game’ll put niggas in they graves right before they part ways with the street
I want a son to greet every mornin’
Daughters and more sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin’, tellin’ me it’s time to eat
I’m gettin’ married
Street’s disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split
Play Mr. Tuffy while I’m on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffin Jesus
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I’m causin hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main Source
Swimmin in women like a lifeguard
Put on a bulletproof nigga I strike hard
Kidnap the President’s wife without a plan
And hangin niggaz like the Ku Klux Klan
I melt mics till the sound waves over
Before steppin to me you’d rather step to Jehovah
Slammin MC’s on cement
Cause verbally, I’m iller than a AIDS patient
I move swift and uplift
your mind shoot the gift when I riff in rhyme
Rappin sniper, speakin real words
My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg’s
Poetry attacks, paragraphs punch hard
My brain is insane, I’m out to lunch God
Science is dropped, my raps are toxic
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
“It’s like that y’all, It’s like that y’all!!!”
(if you have to ask what track this is from; you’re not a REAL Nas fan!!!)
I look back at cooked crack
Plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly
And I’m guilty for materialism
Blacks is still up in the prison Trust that
So save me your sorries, I’m raising an army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin’ the ions, marching to Zion
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I’m in …
Nas, from “N.I.G.G.E.R. (The Slave And The Master)” off of “Untitled” (2008):
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are
Much more, still we choose to ignore
The obvious, man this history don’t acknowledge us
We were scholars long before colleges
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are
Much more, but still we choose to ignore
The obvious, we are the slave and the master
What you lookin for? You the question and the answer
Too broke for this show!! @andibuck
If I ruled the world and everything in it, sky’s the limit
I push a Q-45 Infinit
It wouldn’t be no such thing as jealousies or B Felonies
Strictly living longevity to the destiny
I thought I’d never see but reality struck
Better find out before your time’s out, what the fuck??
Damian Marley:
Well did you know the pen
Is stronger than di knife
And they can kill you once
But they cant kill you twice
Did you know destruction of di flesh is not di ending to life
Fear not of the anti-christ
Did you know that I
Exist before the earth
And did you know my eyes
Are windows to the world
Did you know you cant go ah Zion and ah wear jerry curls
Cant tell the boys from the girls
The bodys just a vehicle
Transporting the soul
Its whats inside the people
Is beauty to behold
Fear not of evil
Everyday dem flesh it grow old
Changes of the times take the toll
“Like Isis, she got you heartbroke and felt lifeless
Grow up girl instead you want revenge so now you act the nicest
to who’sever gettin down and trifless
To get his mind all you do is give him somethin priceless
Cause in time he’ll realize the thighs is all he needs
More than weed, then you hit him off with lies and greed
There you go again, startin wars, makin me more yours
Seem to get a kick out of keepin me on all fours
Face glistenin, I’m addicted to you…”
(From ‘Black Girl Lost’)
You was my nigga when push came to shove
One what? one love
NAS
Life’s a b*tch and then ya die,
that’s why we get high,
cuz ya never know when ya gunna go
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