THE GAME DIZ TER DIAMANTES DE SANGUE DIREITAMENTE DE ANGOLA
O rapper norte Americano, The Game
afirma em sua música Big Dreams ter “DIAMANTES DE SANGUE que vieram directamente de Angola”.
Desta passagem encontrada na música do artista, o múzika.café decidiu fazer duas perguntas retóricas? A primeira – O que são diamantes de sangue, e a segunda – Como o rapper The Game conseguiu tais diamantes?
A primeira pergunta é muito simple de se responder. De acordo com as leis internacionais, diamantes de sangue são todos os diamantes extraidos/provenientes de uma zona de conflito ou de guerra.
Já a segunta pergunta é tanto quanto duvidosa. Deveras tinhamos um conflito armado em Angola. Será que The Game obteve os diamantes nessa altura? Bem, até o onde múzika.café sabe é que o conflito armado em Angola terminou em 2002, e até essa data, o rapper americano (The game) não era conhecido, pelo menos na arena internacional.
Talvez o rapper conseguiu os diamantes, ou camangas, como são chamadas cá em Angola em 2010, o ano que ele esteve cá para cantar em um show.
Porém, não sabemos se ainda assim podemos considerar tais diamantes como sendo diamantes de sangue, porque, como já fizemos referência no parágrafo anterior, o conflito (guerra civil) em Angola terminou em 2002. Será que oito anos depois ainda temos diamantes de sangue, ou o rapper apenas mencionou a frase “I got blood diamonds straight outta Angola” (“Consegui diamantes de sangue direitamente de Angola”) para dar um swagg na música, afinal, não seria a primeira vez que cantores, de uma maneira geral, citam algo em suas músicas, simplesmente gozando da liberdade artística que têm.
por: Eddie Valmont
Confira a letra (em inglês)
Big Dreams
Back on the motherfuckin' Westside,
L.A.X niggas... yeahhh...
Y'all know who the fuck I am...
I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird I swear,
Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where?
Posted on the block in them black Airs,
In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear,
Yeah, that V12 is roarin',
Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then -
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back,
Give me a corner - let me serve,
Swerve, I'm still dope that's my word,
All I did was the switch the kitchens,
Did some tracks on the birds...
Irv - Gotti know I'ma murderer,
Half these niggas beefin' with me,
I never heard of them,
If I was the old me I would murda them
Matter fact, if I was the old me - I would Curtis them,
Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson,
I kill tracks like aids, nigga get infected,
The whole world been waitin' on him,
Here I come, droptop Phantom,
I'm skatin' on 'em, look around,
All the bitch niggas hatin' on him,
Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them,
Big cars, big wheels, big chains,
Big pimpin', big money,
Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams,
Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams,
Big Dreams...Dreams...
I get money like Junior Mafia used to,
On my way to school 10.000 in my FUBU,
Lunchtime I was sellin' behind the bungalows,
baggin' up rocks the size of melons,
That's when the fiends start tellin' you can
catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock,
Like Ellen!
Prime-time nigga, it's my time nigga,
Jacob ain't got shit to do with my shine nigga!
Cos when the sun come up - from behind the sea,
Niggas see me behind the B,
Ent. don't stand for entertainment,
Stands for 0 to 60, anybody see where Game went?
To the hood, parked crooked behind that chained fence,
And I'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick!
Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick?
No I'm not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit!
The whole world been waitin' on him,
Here I come, droptop Phantom,
I'm skatin' on 'em, look around,
All the bitch niggas hatin' on him,
Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them,
Big cars, big wheels, big chains,
Big pimpin', big money,
Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams,
Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams,
Big Dreams...Dreams...
Big cars, big wheels, big chains,
Big pimpin', big money,
Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams,
Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams,
Big Dreams...Dreams...
Yo Jay what it do nigga?
I done rocked enough fellas to be you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, waddup Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis' kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know,
Whoever said "Game Over" musta had a hangover,
Get money, my driveway sponsered by Range Rover,
I got blood diamonds straight outta Angola,
Wave my red rag in the air, signal Lil' Wayne over,Yeah, that's when the Crys start poppin',
The pills start droppin' and the haters start watchin',
The DJ starts spinnin', the panties get the droppin' -
For album number three, it goin' platinum's not an option,
I'm back with Cool & Dre a.k.a. the monsters
And I got one word for you motherfuckers -
COMPTON!
The whole world been waitin' on him,
Here I come, droptop Phantom,
I'm skatin' on 'em, look around,
All the bitch niggas hatin' on him,
Mad cause I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them,
Big cars, big wheels, big chains,
Big pimpin', big money, big
dreams,
You was wrong Momma shit i love you but im still smokin,
Dr.Dre started it and i finshed it, I mean (uhuh) picked up where the big homie lefted off.
