Me and my man B Lee used to call the time between after the NBA playoffs end, and the NFL season begins, the "dead zone", cuz there wasn't shit to do or watch. Baseball is cool but it doesn't heat up till October, and lets face it, football is the greatest game ever invented. Of course by football I mean real, American football (no disambiguation).
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This reminded me of a joint that the GZA did from the DJ Muggs vs GZA album. The album itself was crazy underrated and featured heat from both the producer as well as the lyricist. However the track I am speaking of is written in the mold of GZA's other "concept" tracks where he selects a topic and spits elements that fit under that topics umbrella (see Labels, Animal Planet, Publicity, etc). This song in particular however tapped into my primal love of the game of football.
The rhyme itself is about having relations with two women at once. Now, granted, it certainly is not an unfamiliar topic for rap fans however the GZA took a bit more of a nuanced approach toward the topic than the average rapper. Look, I know GZA's best "concept" rhyme (do yourself a favor and check out Alphabets from Pro Tools, most def a future post!) but at the same time this is still dope and infinitely more creative than 97.5 percent of the stuff that comes out now. Are you ready for some football?!
"She dated jolly green GIANTS, that, flew on JETS
An A-list actress, who was never walked off sets
She loved stuffed animals, especially BEARS
Was a role model, like a CARDINAL to her peers
A PATRIOTIC tomboy, like Mary Ellen from The Waltons
A former lifeguard, who had the skills of a DOLPHIN
When I met her, she was in drama school and wore BENGALS
Drove a BRONCO, and she was far from star spangled
Had basic skills, and worked part time in mills
Raised buffalo's, cause she was behind them BILLS
Had a man who always roared like LION
A domestic violent cat, tackled the girl and kept her crying
Couldn't care, she was losing her hair, from depression
She was in the air, and there was some room for interceptions
I told her to stay strong, not to be ashamed
You're a "ten-i-see", you just need to TITAN your game
Her ancestors were CHIEFS, who ran with running deer
That sailed with the SEAHAWKS, who battled the BUCCANEERS
The REDSKIN garments, was suede coat liners
Held rare coins, frequently sought from gold miners
They were hard working warriors, we call over timers
Shot plenty arrows at COWBOYS and 49ERS
Her interesting background, but quite unusual
A great force grip, but out of bounds for a musical
She told me to call her, if I came to town
I started TEXAN her, soon as my plane had touchdown
Holding my luggage, in the hand that revealed the bad scars
She pulled up at arrivals, driving the JAGUAR
Her BROWN skin was soft, her legs beautifully shaven
Her house was fly, sitting on the roof, was a RAVEN
As we entered, I heard laughter
She walked into a large living room, I went after
There was two of her, girlfriends, playing chess like they were VIKINGS
Militant as PANTHERS, they're resemblance was striking
Had on thongs, high heels, and belts that was garter
Energized like phones that just came off the CHARGER
I introduced myself to gain yardage
Cuz anything less then smooth, would of been straight up garbage
The shorter one met me, when I had a sky pager
Thought I rolled with robbers, STEELERS and pantie RAIDERS
She took fruit from the orange bowl, it was in season
One of them said she loved the juice and kept squeezing
I knew that I was gonna get, wined and dined
It would of been a penalty, not to pass the scrimmage line
Now I laid back and relaxed, waiting for the kick-off
One removed the lip gloss, like she was bout to lick off
She caressed me, with fingertips soft as velvet
Dying for me to PACKER, as she stroked my helmet
And I was thinking these girls was SAINTS
But it was first and ten, and there was extra walls to paint
Before you know it, I had all three in a huddle
Buckin' like a COLT, before I released them puddles
They spread EAGLES like wide receivers
As I RAM them in the end zone, and they became true believers"
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