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lyrics
California Hypnagogique
“You know what? I’m actually almost sorry that Eye gotta do It to you like this, but too many people be California Dreamin’. Meanwhile, the O.G.s who survived the California Nightmare, We be on Our grown man like-"
O.G. Tribe: I’m cloaked up on my grown man shit
Neva tell ya what I did as a kid, lil’ bitch
Cuz, you ain’t got the stomach for it
You ain’t got the stomach for it. You ain’t got the stomach for it
You ain’t got the stomach for it. You would go & snitch
We ain’t ‘bout the snitchin’
Money out the kitchen
Tell ya truth not fiction
When niggas was rappin’ that bullshit
We was hangin’ with them henchmen
Fuck around & get lynched man,
Cuz We was worse than that K.K.K.
When that A.K. spray, rip ya face away
Skip back to the mission
Bangin’ that Funky Expedition
Conscious ‘bout Our daughters
Cuz our fathers was abusive
Like the Spanish inquisition
Or else, They was just missin’
So, when Them popo hit the block
You know, We didn’t listen
We had Them thoughts of how Our fathers treated Us last night
Then fuck the fists to fists, We bring Our Glocks & pop that like
Yadadadadat= Max Roach, when the toast get to spittin’
So, We ain’t give a fuck if We got shot
Or locked in San Quinten
Now you see, that’s the kinda shit
We went through everyday
When We was 11, 12, 13
While the rest of the world was caught up in
California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’
Until ya wake up in a Nightmare
Eye never did the pimpin’
But I knew a lotta hoes
Used to hit the mall with ‘em
Help ‘em buy designer clothes
Kept They nose froze= Antarctica
They was in Versace & I was in that Nautica
Eyewas like They therapist
They tell me ‘bout embarrassments
That They can’t get up out They head
Like sick shit that these tricks had did
To these enslaved little kids that had come from Mexico
& did not know that They had been sold into a Brothel
On Telegraph Ave. where Them mutha fuckas have
Professors & Them politicians
Take advantage of ‘em ‘till the vomit
Then They have another little kid come in & eat it
This is the way contemporary slaves is gettin’ treated
She said, her pimp just film that shit & keep it all a secret
So, if They come with weak shit like, They gone lock him up
He just gone be like, “You know what you mutha fuckas can watch?” & then he get to walk,real talk, muh fuckas
Now let’s keep it a hundred
You really think you know what this game is about?
You muhfuckas just,
California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’
Until ya wake up in a Nightmare
They wanna talk about it now (Well me too)
But They gone tell you what be really goin’ down
If you been in the game for thirty fuckin’ years
You can call out the names, but you won’t have no ears
Cuz They cut them shits off & cut ya tongue out
For talkin’ ‘bout that real shit=
Dalia, Marilyn Monroe= Mind Ya Business
You’ll be a witness= Jackie Onassis
You’ll be a victim of the upper classes parties,
You wonder why you ain’t get invited?
Cuz when They shut the door in that room,
you ain’t get excited, enough
They bring Them slaves out & be like,
“Whatever you like you can touch, if you want, you can fuck…”
& if you don’t do It, They say, “You we can trust
& if you we cannot trust, then you ain’t one of us-”
& you won’t get no money, you be obscure as the dummy that you are-
Now, make your decision how bad you wanna be a superstar?”
& that’s just a tiny percent of how It really go down
& whether you believe It or not, It happens every day, to Them cats who be= California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’, until ya wake up in a Nightmare= California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’, California Dreamin’= Until ya wake up in a Nightmare
You too, you too?
Me three, me three
You too, you too?
Me three, me three
You too, you too?
Me three, me three
You too, you too?
Me three, me three
Madison Washington is the brainchild of thatmanmonkz, a DJ/producer from Sheffield, England, and Malik Ameer, a rapper/poet from Oakland, California now living in Paris, France.
supported by 13 fans who also own “Californie Hypnagogique feat. Elgin Wayne Giles”
Like so many others, this came like a bolt out of the blue and, even though it's well before payday, I had to have this astonishing album on vinyl to prove it exists. The feel of the tunes makes me feel like the Impressions do, Curtis Mayfield, the big spaces and instinctive horns and stuff drifting in and out. Great grooves and I can see lots of ghosts nodding along to this with big smiles on their faces. At last! Anthony Cottrell
supported by 11 fans who also own “Californie Hypnagogique feat. Elgin Wayne Giles”
I haven't heard anything as just completely perfectly formed out of the gate--every decision the right one, what to include but more what to exclude--maybe ever. Don't know who Sault is, but they do not sound like they could be anyone who hasn't paid some dues to get this good. Or signed some Satanic contracts. 100% confidence, and it sounds 110% earned. Musicophilia
