Starting out as a 2-man project ¡MAYDAY! has since evolved into a full-fledged 6-man band with a buzz so loud that it came to the attention of hip-hop mogul Lil’ Wayne who had to stop and take notice. He invited the band, which consists of MCs Bernz and Wrekonize, producer/guitarist Plex Luthor, bassist/keyboardist Gianni Ca$h, drummer L.T. Hopkins and percussionist NonMS, to be his on-screen band in 3 of his videos (“Get A Life,” “Da Da Da,” and “On Fire”), had them perform at his 2010 Super Bowl party, and then gave them the ultimate high-five by wearing a ¡MAYDAY! t-shirt in his “Get A Life” video and proclaiming himself the next member of the band. It doesn’t stop with Lil Wayne – as the #1 indie rapper alive, Tech N9ne quickly signed the band to his Strange Music label. So far, the relationship has proved fruitful. The band completed two US Strange Music tours, including the record breaking 90 shows in 99 days Hostile Takeover tour with Tech and Machine Gun Kelly; produced the entire Tech N9ne Klusterfuk EP which hit #1 on the indie Billboard charts; released their Billboard top 100 charting Strange debut album, Take Me To Your Leader, and most recently, released their new EP, Thirft Store Halos, which quickly hit #3 on the iTunes Hip-Hop charts on the first day of release. Numerous platinum and buzz-worthy artists and producers such as Cee-Lo, David Banner, Black Thought (The Roots), SpaceGhostPurrp, NORE, Jim Jonsin (TI, Lil’ Wayne, Kid Cudi), Ace Hood and more have stepped up to work with the ¡MAYDAY! crew.
¡MAYDAY!‘s distinctive fusion of urban and alt.rock is pushing the boundaries of music as they flex their muscles in areas of funk that hip-hop has yet to explore. Their attention to detail (they write, arrange, mix and produce all the music themselves) and explosive live show is impossible to ignore. Miami Magazine said of their performance: “¡MAYDAY!‘s musical mash-up fuels both its frenzied live shows and a new album that oozes Miami cool.” ¡MAYDAY!‘s signature style has already caught the ear of media outlets like MTV, XXL, RapRadar, HipHopDX, 2DopeBoyz and more, and as DJ Khaled proclaimed: “¡MAYDAY! is headed to the top floor.”
After premiering the video for their Cee-Lo assisted single “Groundhog Day” on Youtube, the clip achieved a record-breaking 2 million plus views in less than two days and garnered attention from The New York Times, ABC World News Tonight, NBC 6 Evening News and Inside Edition. Later that year “Groundhog Day” was featured on HBO’s Entourage. Other songs including “Watching Me” from ¡MAYDAY!’s debut album, have been used in video games (NBA Street Homecourt 2007) and television, including Stuck on an Island’s “On 2 Somth’n” which was featured in ABC Family’s popular show Lincoln Heights.
¡MAYDAY! has long been a force in the Miami underground scene. Live ¡MAYDAY! puts on an impressive show with a exhilarating party vibe. The Miami Herald said ¡MAYDAY! “…captures the electric excitement of a city on the verge of a breakthrough” and the Miami New Times called them “…one of Miami’s hardest-hitting bands.” After the release of their self-titled debut album, URB Magazine placed ¡MAYDAY! In their next 20 Artists to Watch and MTV chose them as one of the Freshmen Five giving them opportunities to travel the US performing to packed houses with a spectrum of artists ranging from Daft Punk to Big Boi to Method Man and Goodie Mob.
¡MAYDAY! is a band that fits right in, but their sound is different. It’s live, hard-hitting, future brand of music posted up somewhere between rock and a hard place, strangely familiar, yet brand new.
Believers
¡Mayday! Lyrics
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When they leave it in the box
It's enough to call it medically opt
Stopwatch, get a lock when I rock
Let 'em all just hop the block
Better save your neighbor (Neighbor?)
But you kiddies all know
This Snake and Bat is code for stranger danger
Man, stealing some paper
But they never call the cops
Ex presidential with a plot
Strange bird never had my own flock
Miami where the bass here's drop
And the red lights blink
But you still don't stop
Gotta get that guap
Gotta raise them clocks
She popped that top
And the cat is lazy
What is rat pack, it's quite flavor
Sammy Davis in a manger
Drinking a Guinness, killing the faith in her
Singing and slinging into her labia
Kick drums home and slaving you
(Split crumbs up we're baking you)
See, this one's cut your steak in a
(Sick mix up of unstabler time, feeling the vibe
Ripping this steering wheel of this car that I drive
They wanna see our demise)
They've got the greenest of eyes
(Ignoring corners of foes
Like car alarms in the night)
Well, alright
[Chorus: x2]
Even though they listen
They don't ever really hear us
Their conditioning's conditioned
Yeah, they let us smoke and mirrors
Watch 'em turning up their radios
And act like they don't need us
But eventually the fact is that
They all end up believers, because
Can you dig? In a world full of pigs
Who's coming to pick up all of the kids
Wanna tell 'em don't live like this
Get an ax in the back
Of the ones with the 'taps
Who been stalking where you live
They gonna turn on a map
Then watch you stack
Everything that they want you to give
Man, they've been tuned in
But ain't got enough loot
They all scared of the movement
Greasy elbows, only way to break through
Even though we're the truth
America eats its youth
But don't fret me and Wrek
Won't dip, motherfucker got an ax to pick
How 'bout you
About two crews came through to
Break through, lose the tunics
Veteran of cuckoo when you screw
Like two nudie eunuchs
Past life in a battle guard
Mad mic's I done shattered y'all
Your dad's wife took her saddle off
To catapult my cattle prod
It's true, dude, we bruise through
Then broke most to fragments
We Tom Cruise that bitch
While they all turn to ashes
Ain't fucking with no samples
Cause I can't clear these classics
No need we got that hippie sounds
We don't need these bastards
[Chorus: x2]
The song Believers by ¡Mayday! is an intense rap song that tackles harsh realities where people refuse to accept the truth around them. The lyrics start with the rapper's brain being rattled, which could be interpreted as him being in a state of shock. The lyrics then proceed to talk about how people sometimes leave important things unattended or ignored in their own box, essentially leading to unintended and controlled outcomes. The rapper then goes on to emphasize the importance of being aware of strangers and the infamous phrase "stranger danger." He talks about the power of chasing money and success while ignoring important things like human connections or people who need help. In the end, the rapper acknowledges that even though people dislike or ignore their message, they eventually become belivers of their message.
The song overall is commentary on how people can live their lives in a manner that benefits only themselves, while neglecting the broader picture of how we're all connected. The lyrics also critically examine the notion of "smoke and mirrors," indicating how people can fall for unhealthy behaviors, ideologies, or lifestyles and become complacent without realizing it. Perhaps the most prominent message in the song is the rapper's urge to change the way people live through being aware and setting an example for others.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, brain is still rattled from the shock
My mind is still reeling from what I've experienced in life
When they leave it in the box
When they don't allow me to express myself
It's enough to call it medically opt
It's enough to classify it as a medical condition
Stopwatch, get a lock when I rock
I need to focus and stay on task when I perform
Let 'em all just hop the block
Let them all just leave the area
Better save your neighbor (Neighbor?)
You should be concerned about those around you
But you kiddies all know
But you young people already understand
This Snake and Bat is code for stranger danger
This symbol represents someone you should avoid
Man, stealing some paper
I'm taking something of value
But they never call the cops
But no one reports me to the authorities
Ex presidential with a plot
I have a grand plan like a former President
Strange bird never had my own flock
I'm unique and don't belong to any group
Miami where the bass here's drop
Miami is where the music hits hard
And the red lights blink
And the emergency lights flash
But you still don't stop
But you keep going anyway
Gotta get that guap
I need to get that money
Gotta raise them clocks
I need to increase my productivity
She popped that top
She opened up a bottle
And the cat is lazy
And things are moving slowly
What is rat pack, it's quite flavor
What is the group of people called the Rat Pack? It's quite interesting
Sammy Davis in a manger
Sammy Davis Jr. in a scene reminiscent of the Nativity
Drinking a Guinness, killing the faith in her
Drinking a beer and destroying her beliefs
Singing and slinging into her labia
Singing and rapping seductively to her
Kick drums home and slaving you
The drums are strong and controlling you
(Split crumbs up we're baking you)
(Dividing up and cooking you)
See, this one's cut your steak in a
This one is cutting through your defenses
(Sick mix up of unstabler time, feeling the vibe
(A chaotic mix of unstable emotions and energy
Ripping this steering wheel of this car that I drive
Taking control of my own life
They wanna see our demise)
They want us to fail
They've got the greenest of eyes
They're envious
(Ignoring corners of foes
(Pretending not to see threats
Like car alarms in the night)
Like the sounds that go off in the middle of the night
Well, alright
Okay then
[Chorus: x2]
The repeated part of the song
Even though they listen
Even though they hear what we're saying
They don't ever really hear us
They don't truly understand us
Their conditioning's conditioned
Their way of thinking has been shaped by external forces
Yeah, they let us smoke and mirrors
They allow us to think everything is good, but it's an illusion
Watch 'em turning up their radios
Watch them turn up their music
And act like they don't need us
And pretend they don't depend on us
But eventually the fact is that
But eventually the truth is that
They all end up believers, because
They eventually believe what we're saying
Can you dig? In a world full of pigs
Do you understand? In a world full of corrupt individuals
Who's coming to pick up all of the kids
Who will take care of the youth?
Wanna tell 'em don't live like this
I want to tell them not to live this way
Get an ax in the back
Get backstabbed
Of the ones with the 'taps
Of those who are watching and controlling
Who been stalking where you live
Who have been surveilling your residence
They gonna turn on a map
They're going to mark you on a map
Then watch you stack
Then watch you gather and accumulate
Everything that they want you to give
Everything that they want you to provide for them
Man, they've been tuned in
They've been listening closely
But ain't got enough loot
But don't have enough money
They all scared of the movement
They're all afraid of the uprising
Greasy elbows, only way to break through
You have to work hard and get down and dirty to succeed
Even though we're the truth
Even though we're speaking the truth
America eats its youth
America consumes and destroys its own youth
But don't fret me and Wrek
Don't worry about me and Wrek
Won't dip, motherfucker got an ax to pick
We won't back down, we have something to prove
How 'bout you
What about you?
About two crews came through to
Two groups came to battle
Break through, lose the tunics
Break through and shed their identities
Veteran of cuckoo when you screw
Expert at manipulating and taking advantage of others
Like two nudie eunuchs
Without any power or influence
Past life in a battle guard
Previous experience in fighting and defending
Mad mic's I done shattered y'all
My aggressive rapping has left you speechless
Your dad's wife took her saddle off
Your mother divorced your father
To catapult my cattle prod
To help me push and enforce my ideas
It's true, dude, we bruise through
It's true, my friend, we push through despite being hurt
Then broke most to fragments
And then easily defeated most of our opponents
We Tom Cruise that bitch
We handle that situation like Tom Cruise would in a movie
While they all turn to ashes
While they crumble and fail
Ain't fucking with no samples
We're not using any pre-recorded music
Cause I can't clear these classics
Because I can't legally use these famous songs
No need we got that hippie sounds
We don't need those mainstream sounds
We don't need these bastards
We don't need those corrupt people
[Chorus: x2]
The repeated part of the song
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@Trinadon
One of the best things to come to strange music man I love these guys
@KRXOVRmedia
I regret taking so long to realize how good MayDay is
@solidsnake2112
I know!!!
@solidsnake2112
It's horrible how bad I slept on this awesome group
@subliminalhaven6615
Dude I come from a heavy metal background and I think that thought everyday
@pixielove3501
@@solidsnake2112
Mmmm
@adumligess9755
They're so good. Such a dope live show and it was a very small venue
@orchtrumpet91
Love all of Strange, but MAYDAY! is the best move they have ever made. My absolute favorite music to listen to, whether it's the whole band or Wrek solo. I just love it.
@joebalch2598
Wrek and Bernz work off each other so damn well. must be crazy having to write lyrics for both a mayday album and his own. takes talent! Love it all bro!
@brendenjoey6102
It’s good to be a Stranger, Technician, and Believer! 🔥
Love the old hits to rock in the new days 🔥