Biografia:
Formado pela dupla Gift of Gab (Tim Parker) and Chief Xcel (Xavier Mosley) o Blackalicious faz um som na mesma pegada do A Tribe Called Quest. Lançaram o primeiro EP "A2G" em 1999, no ano seguinte lançaram o álbum "Nia" que fez com que a gravadora MCA se interessasse pelo som dos malucos. Então em 2002 sai o disco mais famoso dos caras, "Blazin Arrow". A dupla resolveu dar um tempo para se dedicar a trabalhos solos e em 2004 Gift of Gab lançou seu álbum solo "4th Dimensional Rocketships Going Up"
Read more on Last.fm
Outras músicas:
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro: Female Voice]
(Now it's time for our wrap up
Let's give it everything we've got
Ready? Begin)
[Verse: Gift of Gab]
C
Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazing
C
Analytically, I assault, animate things
C
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
C
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Em
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
C
Canceling cats, got they canopies collapsing
C
Detonate a dime of dank daily doin' dough
C
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low
C C Em
Eating other editors with each and every energetic epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
C
Furious, fat, fabulous, fantastic
C
Flurries of funk felt, feeding the fanatics
C
Gift got great, global goods gone glorious
C
Gettin' godly in this game with the goriest
C
Hit em high, hella height, historical
C
Hey holocaust hints, hear 'em holler at your homeboy
C
Imitators idolize, I intimidate
C
In an instant, I'll rise in an irate state
C
Juiced on my jams like Jheri curls jocking joints
Em
Justly, it's just me, writing my journals
C
Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
F
Karate kick type Brits in my kingdom
C
Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery
Cm
My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Cm
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered
Cm
Niggas nap knowing I'm nice, naturally
C
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
Operation, opposition, off, not optional
C
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals
C
Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
F
Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime
Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
C
Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got, uh
C
Really raw raps, risin up rapidly
C
Riding the rushing radioactivity
Em
Super scientifical sound search sought
C
Silencing super fire saps that are soft
C
Tales ten times talented, too tough
Take that, challengers, get a tune up
C D#
Universal, unique, untouched
C
Unadulterated, the raw uncut
C
Verb vice lord victorious valid
C D#
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanish
C
Why in my world would a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words, weeded up on my workshift
C
Xerox my X-radiation holes extra large
X-height letters and xylophone tones
C
Yellow-back, yak mouth, young ones' yaws
Yesterday's lawn yardsale, I yawn
C
Zig-Zag zombies, zooming to the zenith
Zero in, zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme
C
ZEA-LOTS!
[Outro: Female Voice]
C
(Good... can you say it faster?)
(Now it's time for our wrap up
Let's give it everything we've got
Ready? Begin)
[Verse: Gift of Gab]
C
Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazing
C
Analytically, I assault, animate things
C
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
C
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Em
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
C
Canceling cats, got they canopies collapsing
C
Detonate a dime of dank daily doin' dough
C
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low
C C Em
Eating other editors with each and every energetic epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
C
Furious, fat, fabulous, fantastic
C
Flurries of funk felt, feeding the fanatics
C
Gift got great, global goods gone glorious
C
Gettin' godly in this game with the goriest
C
Hit em high, hella height, historical
C
Hey holocaust hints, hear 'em holler at your homeboy
C
Imitators idolize, I intimidate
C
In an instant, I'll rise in an irate state
C
Juiced on my jams like Jheri curls jocking joints
Em
Justly, it's just me, writing my journals
C
Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
F
Karate kick type Brits in my kingdom
C
Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery
Cm
My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Cm
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered
Cm
Niggas nap knowing I'm nice, naturally
C
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
Operation, opposition, off, not optional
C
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals
C
Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
F
Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime
Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
C
Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got, uh
C
Really raw raps, risin up rapidly
C
Riding the rushing radioactivity
Em
Super scientifical sound search sought
C
Silencing super fire saps that are soft
C
Tales ten times talented, too tough
Take that, challengers, get a tune up
C D#
Universal, unique, untouched
C
Unadulterated, the raw uncut
C
Verb vice lord victorious valid
C D#
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanish
C
Why in my world would a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words, weeded up on my workshift
C
Xerox my X-radiation holes extra large
X-height letters and xylophone tones
C
Yellow-back, yak mouth, young ones' yaws
Yesterday's lawn yardsale, I yawn
C
Zig-Zag zombies, zooming to the zenith
Zero in, zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme
C
ZEA-LOTS!
[Outro: Female Voice]
C
(Good... can you say it faster?)
Blackchords
Blackers
Blackeyed Susan
Blackfeather
Blackfish
Blackmill
Blackout (Indone (...)
Blackout City Ki (...)
Blackout Problem (...)
BlackRose (Indon (...)