


Portman, who's generating Oscar buzz for her work as a ballerina in Darren Aronofsky's “Black Swan,” says that she's been looking back in music more than she is keeping up with trends. Currently in heavy rotation, she says, is “nothing new, although of new stuff, I like Antony, and Sufjan Stevens and Deerhunter. I also listen to a lot of hip-hop — but more older stuff, like Tribe and Jurassic 5 and the Roots. [LINK]NatPo is taking it back to the days of yes y'all-in. For that, she wins the #iFuxwitit/#JILF stamp of approval. Again.




what I do through and through and
I give you the news with a twist it's just his ghetto point of view
The renegade; you been afraid
I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
...
No he's not around - now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without ridin 'round
hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
- Decoded
What I do through and through andIf you keep the 4/4 beat in mind while reading each set of lyrics, you'll realize that Decoded took some liberties in casting the structure of its lyrics for "Renegade". Line by line (or kick-snare-kick-snare by kick-snare-kick-snare) however, The Anthology of Rap does a better job of matching the beat appropriately with the lyrics (or is it the other way around). Too finicky an observation? Perhaps. But how's this for a revelation: OHHLA presents the same error as found in Decoded. Take a gander:
I give you the news with a twist; it's just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade, you been afraid, I penetrate
Pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
...
No, he's not around. Now how that sound to ya? Jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without ridin 'round
Hidin down, duckin strays from frustrated youths
Stuck in they ways. Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
- The Anthology of Rap
The renegade; you been afraidNot only is the same line break between "afraid" and "I penetrate" visible, but notice the semicolon. How often are semicolons used in transcribed rap lyrics? It's gotta be a coincidence, right? Maybe not. The mystery unravels when semicolons are shared once again later on in the track:
I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
- OHHLA
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nights
I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings
- Decoded
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nightsIdentical. (In case you're wondering, The Anthology of Rap appropriately uses a comma in these instances.) So did Jay-Z and his Decoded writers use OHHLA as a source - just as The Anthology of Rap's editors have been charged? I'll leave that to the readers' discretion. Shall we continue?
I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings
- OHHLA
Do not step to me - I'm awkward, I box lefty often
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
- Decoded
Do not step to me; I'm awkward, I box leftier oftenDespite the fact that "leftier" isn't even an actual word, The Anthology of Rap is correct in choosing it over Decoded's "lefty". Pay careful attention not just to the word being delivered on "Renegade" (he's clearly saying "leftier"), but to the syllable count juxtaposed between "lefty/leftier often" and "left me an orphan". Five syllables between the correct delivery, as transcribed by The Anthology of Rap: left-i-er-of-ten/left-me-an-or-phan. Wouldn't you expect the gorgeously-crafted Decoded to get Jay-Z's lyrics down pat? Yeah, me too.
My pops left me an orphan, my mama wasn't home
- The Anthology of Rap
I got two choices y'all, pull over the car or
bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor
- Decoded
I got two choices, y'all: pull over the car orHave I been wrong all these years? I've been reciting "the devil" all this time thinking I knew my Jay-Z lyrics front to back. I guess I was wrong. Despite the fact that pointing out this error actually goes against my thesis, I thought it'd be interesting to note nonetheless. Who else thought it was "devil" too? Unless he really was saying "devil" back in '03 and has had a change of heart with his Dark Lord since then, hmm? I'm kidding of course. We see you, Jay. Moving on:
Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
- The Anthology of Rap
And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
"Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low?
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?"
"Well you was doing fifty-five in a fifty-four
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carrying a weapon on you, I know a lot of you are"
"I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit"
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
"Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you go'n need a warrant for that"
"Aren't you sharp as a tack, some type of lawyer or something
Or somebody important or something?"
- Decoded
I heard, "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for?"Decoded either adds or omits the following words incorrectly: "and", "well", "some", and "or". Also notice that Decoded somewhat confusingly uses quotations for both Jay-Z, the hustler, and Jay-Z, the police officer (a.k.a. jake). The only quotations needed are for the cop, signified by Jay-Z's demonstrably altered accent/intonation.
'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low?
Do I look like a mind reader, sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'?
"Well, you was doing fifty-five in a fifty-four
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carrying a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit, all my paper's legit
"Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
Well, my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of
Lawyer or somethin? Somebody important or somethin?"
- The Anthology of Rap
My president is black
My Maybach too
and I'll be goddamn if my diamonds ain't blue
my money dark green
and my Porsche is light gray
I'm headin for D.C. anybody feel me
My president is black
in fact he's half white
so even in a racist mind
he's half right
if you have a racist mind
you be aight
my president is black
but his house is all WHITE
Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther could walk
Martin Luther walked so Barack Obama could run
Barack Obama ran so all the children could fly
So I'ma spread my wings and
you can meet me in the sky
...
Hello Ms. America
Hey pretty lady
that red white and blue flag
wave for me baby
- Decoded
My president is black, my Maybach, tooThe structure found in this particular Decoded entry signifies an amateurish method of transcribing lyrics which The Anthology of Rap aimed to confront - correctly, in this occasion. In addition to the shoddy structuring found in Decoded's version, there are also minimal miscues throughout, once again noted in bold. Maybe I'm just being a pisher here, but I'd counter that if you're going to call out the inaccuracies in one book, it's only fair to levy the same amount of skepticism towards another. And therein lies the crux of the issue: The Anthology of Rap, which spans over 800 pages, covers hundreds of songs by nearly as many artists. I'd expect The Anthology of Rap's first printing to be an imperfect work. Decoded on the other hand covers thirty-six songs by one single artist and the book itself is written by that very artist! Nonetheless, errors are found. To err is human. Don't trip.
And I'll be goddamn if my diamonds ain't blue
My money's dark green and my Porsche is light gray
And I'm headed for D.C. - anybody feel me?
My president is black, in fact, he's half white
So even in a racist's mind, he's half right
If you have a racist mind, you be aight
The president is black, but his house is all white
Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther could walk
Martin Luther walked so Barack Obama could run
Barack Obama ran so all the children could fly
So I'ma spread my wings, you can meet me in the sky
...
Hello, Miss America, hey, pretty lady
Red, white, and blue flag, wave for me, baby!
- The Anthology of Rap








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