Yeezus es un álbum de Kanye West, publicado en 2013 por Def Jam Recordings. El disco incluye 10 canciones, entre ellas «On Sight», «Black Skinhead», «I Am a God» y «New Slaves».
Sobre el álbum
El álbum de 2013, Yeezus, es la obra más abrasiva, minimalista y confrontacional de la carrera de Kanye West. En un movimiento de ruptura total con el maximalismo de su anterior disco, West entrega un trabajo de hip-hop industrial, crudo y políticamente cargado, que fue tan aclamado por la crítica como polarizante para el público.
El sonido del disco es deliberadamente agresivo y anti-comercial. La producción, que cuenta con la colaboración de artistas como Daft Punk y Gesaffelstein, está dominada por los sintetizadores distorsionados, los bajos industriales y la ausencia casi total de melodía. El álbum se siente como una bofetada sónica.
Las letras son una crítica feroz al racismo, la sociedad de consumo y la propia industria musical. Temas como "New Slaves" o "Black Skinhead" son ejemplos de esta rabia contenida. Es su trabajo más vanguardista y el que más se aleja de las convenciones del hip-hop.
"Yeezus" es un álbum de una valentía y una visión extraordinarias. Es el sonido de un artista que dinamita su propio éxito para crear algo completamente nuevo, un trabajo que ha demostrado ser increíblemente influyente en la escena del hip-hop más experimental. Es arte sin concesiones.
Listado de Canciones
- On Sight2:36
- Black Skinhead3:08
Letra
[Verse 1] For my theme song My leather black jeans on My by-any-means on Pardon, I'm getting my scream on Enter the kingdom But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in Came to see me in my black skin Number one question they asking Fuck every question you asking If I don't get ran out by Catholics Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming I'm overreacting Like them black kids in Chiraq bitch [Hook] Four in the morning, and I'm zoning They say I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby we living in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it [Bridge] So follow me up cause this shit 'bout to go (down) I'm doing 500, I'm outta control (now) But there's nowhere to go (now) And there's no way to slow (down) If I knew what I knew in the past I would've been blacked out on your ass [Hook] Four in the morning, and I'm zoning They say I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we living in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it [Verse 2] Stop all that coon shit Early morning cartoon shit This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit I'm aware I'm a wolf Soon as the moon hit I'm aware I'm a king Back out the tomb bitch Black out the room, bitch Stop all that coon shit These niggas ain't doing shit Them niggas ain't doing shit Come on homie what happened You niggas ain't breathing you gasping These niggas ain't ready for action Ready-ready for action [Hook] Four in the morning, and I'm zoning I think I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300 like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we living in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it [Bridge] So follow me up cause this shit 'bout to go (down) I'm doing 500, I'm outta control (now) But there's nowhere to go (now) And there's no way to slow (down) If I knew what I knew in the past I would've been blacked out on your ass [Outro] God! God! God! God! - I Am a God3:51
- New Slaves4:16
Letra
My momma was raised in an era when, Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doing clothes you would have thought I had help But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself. You see its broke nigga racism That's that "Don't touch anything in the store" And there's rich nigga racism That's that "Come here, please buy more" What you want a Bentley, fur coat and diamond chain? All you blacks want all the same things Used to only be niggas now everybody play me Spending everything on Alexander Wang New Slaves You see it's leaders and there's followers But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower You see it's leaders and there's followers But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower I throw these Maybach keys I wear my heart on the sleeve I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves They throwing hate at me Want me to stay at ease Fuck you and your corporation Y'all niggas can't control me I know that we the new slaves I know that we the new slaves I'm about to wild the fuck out I'm going Bobby Boucher I know that pussy ain't free You niggas pussy, ain't me Y'all throwing contracts at me You know that niggas can't read Throw on some Maybach keys Fuck it, c'est la vie I know that we the new slaves Y'all niggas can't fuck with me Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye I'll move my family out the country So you can't see where I stay So go and grab the reporters So I can smash their recorders See they'll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order Meanwhile the DEA Teamed up with the CCA They tryna lock niggas up They tryna make new slaves See that's that private owned prison Get your piece today They Probably all in the Hamptons Braggin' 'bout their maid Fuck you and your Hampton house I'll fuck your Hampton spouse Came on her Hampton blouse And in her Hampton mouth Y'all 'bout to turn shit up I'm 'bout to tear shit down I'm 'bout to air shit out Now what the fuck they gon' say now? - Hold My Liquor5:26
- I´m In It3:54
- Blood on the Leaves6:00
Letra
[Intro: Nina Simone] Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves [Verse 1] I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin' since the summertime Now I'm holdin' down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now (Blood on the leaves) Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah I told you to wait So I'mma need a little more time now (Blood on the leaves) Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin' me (Black bodies Swinging in the southern breeze) All want somethin' out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody (Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees from the poplar trees) Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you not it So let's get on with it [Verse 2] We could've been somebody 'stead you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin' that you love me Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you (Black bodies Swinging in the southern breeze) Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't wrong with me (Strange fruit hangin' From the poplar trees) Something strange is happening [Verse 3] You could've been somebody We could've ugh, we could've been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body And came out of our body (Body) Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer? It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia [Bridge] Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas I ride with my niggas, I'd die for my... [Verse 4] To all my second string bitches, try and get a baby Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that That going to that owing money that the court got All in on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie 'til death but do your part, unholy matrimony [Nina Simone] Black bodies Swinging in the southern breeze breeze Strange fruit hangin' From the poplar trees trees [Outro] That summer night holding long and long, ‘din long Now waiting for the summer rose and (breathe) And breathe and breathe And breathe and breathe And breathe and breathe And live and learn And live and learn And living and living like I’m lonely Lonely, lonely And living all I have And living all And live And live - Guilt Trip4:03
- Send It Up2:58
- Bound 23:49