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Rating: There is no two without three... and the four comes on its own. To close out the past century, Tricky couldn't help but amaze us with one of the fastest records in music history (half a minute). Even in this episode, he disorients us by changing musical direction, embarking on the arduous project of merging American Hip Hop with the British style, and he tries to do it with extraordinary guests like DJ Muggs (member of Cypress Hill) and Grease (former collaborator of DMX). After all, Tricky has been living in New Jersey for some time now, more in contact with the overseas reality.
That this is the most Hip Hop album he has ever made is beyond doubt, but it can also be considered his most accessible (in order of releases) after "Maxinquaye." The sense of bewilderment of "Juxtapose" is also due to the total change of course compared to the paranoia of the previous "Angels With Dirty Faces" (1998). As always, he is very original; he is certainly not an innovator of Hip Hop, but a great stylist managing to estrange and speed up this genre incredibly.
The big novelty is the absence of Martina because she is busy with David Holmes, and in her place is Kioka, who, needless to say, doesn't hold up in comparison. "For Real," the first single that lashes out against rap world stars for their messages of violence, together with "Contradictive," share oriental atmospheres with acoustic guitars that sound like sitars; "Bom Bom Diggy" and "I Like The Girls" (with Mad Dog) determine the prevailing genre in this album; the rhythm of "She Said" is frenetic, "Wash My Soul" (the strongest track) is perfect for a march leading to someone's stoning, "Call Me" (with D'NA on vocals) is a neurotic chant, and "Hot Like Sauna" (with Kioka and Mad Dog) has a double aspect: the first is Techno while the second is Metal. Finally, "Scrappy Love" picks up the "album closure + piano" formula already tested by Tricky in the past.
This album will go down in history also as the "album of repentance" because shortly after its release in the same year (1999), Tricky sends a message to his fans apologizing "for his voice in Juxtapose"... and if he says so!? Record recommended for lovers of the genre.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 For Real (03:30)
You watch too many films
Too many films for real
And something else you take too seriously
Your record deal
A record deal pays bills
Pays bills and feeds a family
And your profile is too big
How ya gonna be a crime family
Too many films for real
You watch too many films, too many films for real
Don't get me wrong, I know you got guns and your not scared to use them
But is there money being made around these guns or lives until you lose them
You watch too many films, films for real (2x)
Some of those people have to live that life, for real
I don't have to, I got a record deal
For real, you heard, I chill and smoke herb
And how about these sexy singers, sex gods, talking about hitting girls in a turn
You're fantastic, you're super sperm
Yeah, I'm a player hater, I hate when players can't take their turn
And when a record company drops me, that's when I learn
It's not real, it's just passing time
It's not real, all I do is rhyme
It's not real, it's just passing time
All I do, all I do is rhyme
You heard, you heard
"You go Romeo" girls say
You look tall in the video
And the color girl sings
Get money (4x)
And no one sings the blues and everyone sings the greens
Someone said keep your eye on the prize
How you lose the dream
Who am I to say, I know you need cash... in this hundred yard dash
I moved awhile ago and past through New York
I'll be back in a minute, it's my turn to talk
For Real, you heard
02 Bom Bom Diggy (04:06)
To the bom bom diggy-zizzy need the tricky I said I really xxx don't forget the cab. A piece a my piece my soul control the beast, get arrest off my chest, keep far from the rest. progressive best wham bam thank you ma'am, you the man with the transnational plan I snap my uncle sam. I said it's Joani Mitchell that does look like a rich kid with bombs who killed the Fonz, Henry Winkler, How does he think?; does he drink at all; does he sink at all; big rock eyes girls don't treat me nice you gonna burn off those wings with all those shiny things
Bom Bom diggy...
All that we can we men creep when it see em in the east end when the T stem Pretend the gasoline went in the ground and right between them. Wit bout mon and why don't keep firm but the kind bud taught to caught police scent then keep firm while we was standing right outside you never know what the helicopter. Mine sent around to a robber (you) never know what the helicopters straight dawg I hate that place wanna see me and HFE whino a womans cry flys wanna do my girlfriend dry fret of a auto ride will come up, don't ever say "what winona does" Lord cuz they think I'm turning up with a (wet) response to their remark, just cuz I've everything under control dont even know who's runnin the show with the guns and the hoes, what if I know when it comes to the doe I'm on a role nigga wit a job But it's a cool flow but the hoes isn't right for the video. The green boyz show their flyin skills why they always try an tell informers gonna fry in hell Bitch dont even try and hell One reac!
Hed in my pocket well Nigga gonna dye in five minutes so Me and mu congees I am well things they tryin die and gel gotta be fast when your ass beats hard finish scheme off so no body see you are This badge is like a movie star Aint reyin to see no fuckin police cars. Thats when I try back draw back (sirens outside off thats right There goes the slam of doors on my side Gotta tell nobody Four and then five To the Bom bom who is diggy...
03 Contradictive (03:04)
Tricky :
Look who do I have to have and why
A city's child
Real mode- you have to talk about it
An old pro- still we're 'bout it, 'bout it
Don't frown about it
It's best you keep quiet
You could never lead a riot
Money don't make you a leader
A leader usually reads
Go read a book
He shaked then he shook
"I need that crack, I need that crack"
You're swingin' the pipe
Do what you like
Goin' "doom doom"
Reflect on the room
Reflect on your life
Go stab yourself with a knife
Bob Khaleel :
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Tricky:
Vengeance isn't mine
It taught to hate from time
Time isn't real
How much time can you kill?
Luca Brazzi
He sleeps with the fishes
Fuck sugar and spice
And girls with deadly kisses
Purr like a cat
Raising towers
I go over her house
For the most
I got diamonds on suits
A girl's erased diamonds with new shoes
Remember Hollywood
You could finally make deals
Screamin', "Nigger you can get these!"
Stereotypical
Almost mythical
Like Mickey Mouse
I'll blow down your house
Blow up your whole image
Hardcore musicians with image
Bob Khaleel :
Love
Tricky :
You're silver screen
You're a hardcore lovin' machine
You play hardcore with me
And sooner or later we'll see
Bob Khaleel :
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn't real
How much time
Can you kill?
04 She Said (03:30)
Tricky:
She said, she said, she said, she said
She said she could tempt me
Both in rooms full or empty
She said, she said
Even might turn out the lights
She said, she said
Pretend to know me- then show me
She said, she said
She was a missed good night,i
Wanted to share her vagina
She said, she said
Then we jumped in her car
Went real far
After the pizza
With wendy and lisa
She said, she said
Asked about prince
I left my fingerprints
She said, she said
Then I jumped in the car
Go real far
Jumped in the car
Go real far
She said, she said
Now I start f**king with drugs
I got muggs
She said, she said
Then we jump in the car
And go real far
She was just showin' me tanks
Robbin' banks
A new inflation bring migration
If you want to be boy
Don't send a decoy
She said, she said
Tricky and kioka:
Wait 'til dark comes
Don't play with guns
And kill the toys
Don't play with boys
Tricky:
She said, she said
Let's go stress
Then touch my breasts
It's all yours
We finish tours
She said, she said
Then we jumped in the car
Went real far
Jumped in the car
Went real far
She said, she said
Now I'm on the run
Always weighs a ton
She said, she said
Dark brown eyes
'you wanna stroll with' eyes
She said, she said
Takes lots of patience
Then I lost my patience
Acting like an actress
Killed her on the mattress
She's dead, she's dead
She's dead, she's dead
Then I jumped in my car
Went real far
Jumped in my car
Went real far
Jumped in my car
Went real far
She's dead, she's dead
06 Hot Like a Sauna (04:19)
Tricky:
Round the corner
Turn the corner, turn
Hell is round the corner
Hot like a sauna
I know I hurt her
When I tell her that I want her
And with this drama
I act like jeffrey dahmer
I beat her then I eat her
Nigga's sweet, there's no one sweeter
I think I lost my tweeter
To your pussycats
Do you call your pistols 'gats'?
Don't sleep her love away
Don't let her run away
Don't sleep her love away
Don't let her...
Dream and I'm seein' it
Harmed a girl like Monica
Everyday be like Hanukkah
And change my mind again
Hide off like to find a friend
I call her "enemy"
She says I act like there's ten of me
A sketch for their clone
A dog without a home
But you want more when I was on tour
Told her "you should write a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Told you,"shouldn't run alot"
Now look how much time you got
Mad dog:
Take life on the streets- your own
Made by Grease beats- pure dog
Running with the renegades of NY
Street Dog speak the true talk
Wanna talk about crime?
Yeah right!
Stick ups- get in mind to realize
Alright
Run the airtime
Fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped
Niggas gettin' paranoid and void
Then imply Tetth's a bad boy
Just gonna rap about kids that can't cope
Dogs get mad when niggas stand broke
With a phat rope, yo, what a joke!
Shit, I had coke and fifty pound notes
Puffed it for those niggas I know
Far as I know you're a freak if I bone
Like I go
Trix and Milo
I roll with niggas with big machines
Blank sreens, video scenes
Blue, black and green
Niggas with wigs scared the scam clean
And get the cream- know what I mean?
Diggin' the scene with the gasoline
With enough magazines
Them nine to fives, big executives who ride the clock
There'll be no crime from nine to five
There be no crime for none of us
Livin' to find those kinds of drugs
With no undercovers
Those motherfuckers can't flop dogs
In any form, this rough cough's quick
I'm sick
Going where the Jungle is clicking
In England the trans-Atlantic
In Harlem where demands don't quit
Kioka:
Levitating and useless debating
In these dvastating times
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
While everybody's just doing drugs
And writing melodic rhymes
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Kioka:
Trying to get one
And not get into trouble
I might just be inclined
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
We all got needs
We all do dirty deeds
Now and then wanna smoke some weed
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Mad dog:
Come with a bang bang
It's a hangman gettin' my prayer
My hands can slang bang actors
That have the will to gang slang
That's the type of nigga that can't say
"You don't go and forget the down times
And the walk while I was with the bad man"
Many to fly right?
Masterplan
Miracle flight like Pan-Am
Man, damn!
Sure as the echo
'Fore that gonna pump the petrol
Niggas with escorts hide in the get-go
Now lay it in the ghetto
Yeah y'all
I could find life in a Paris metro
While I'm walkin' around slammin' ghettos
In the real
Know the rapper with the black girls
Deliverin' travels with the Maxwells
Gettin' paid off girls
Rockwells, high L's
Well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a molotov cocktail
No no can't stop flowin' no
Gettin' paid off girls
Rockwells, high L's
Well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a molotov cocktail
No no can't stop flowin' no
Kioka:
Levitating and useless debating
In these dvastating times
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
While everybody's just doing drugs
And writing melodic rhymes
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Kioka:
Trying to get one
And not get into trouble
I might just be inclined
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
We all got needs
We all do dirty deeds
Now and then wanna smoke some weed
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't let her run away
Kioka:
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
Don't sleep her love away
08 Wash My Soul (03:51)
Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul
I get paid while they starve
In the streets
Visa cards, VIP
Wash away and use you as a fan
Starving these children
And I change the channel
You know me, I'm Mr. Nice
You know me I survive at any price
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn
On somedays, together we can learn
Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn
On somedays, together we can learn
I've served with gangsters
And I've served with kings
These are a few of my favorite things
Think about love, love now and then
It's no good
I am weak, I admit
Wash my soul
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn
On somedays, together we can learn
Wash my soul, wash my soul
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, you like it, take your turn
Take your turn, take your turn
Together we can learn
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