100 to 1
DJ Premier Lyrics


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In city shoes,
Of clueless blues,
Pays the views,
And no-mans news.
Blades will fade from blood to sport,
The heroin's cut these fuses short,
Smokers rode a colonial pig, [Smoke is rolling colonial pink,]
Drink and frame this pain i think.
I'm melting silver poles my dear,
You bleed your wings and then disappear.
The moving scenes and pilot lights, [...pyre lights]
Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights.
Modern times come talk me down,
And battle lines are drawn across this town.

Parisian boys without your names, [...with obscure names]
Ghetto stones instead of chains,
Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames, [Talk me down...]
And nothing's changed.
Parisian boys without your names, [...with obscure names]
Riot like 1968 again.
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,
Well pretty flames.

In school I would just bite my tongue,
And now your words they strike me down. [But now your words have struck me dumb.]
The flags are false and they contradict,
They point and click which wounds to lick,
On avenues this christian breeze,
Turns it's heart to more needles please.
Our eyes roll back and we beg for more,
It frays this skin and then underscore.
The case for war you spin and bleed,
The sales you feel screensavers feed,
The girls you breed the soaps that you write,
The graceless charm of your gutter snipes.
The moving scenes and suburbanites,
And smithereens got 'em scaling heights.
Modern times come talk me down,
The battle lines are drawn across this town.

English boys without your names, [...with obscure names]
Ghetto stones instead of chains,
Hearts and minds and US Planes,
Nothing's changed...
And english boys without your names, [...with obscure names]
Riot like the 1980's again,




The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,
More pretty flames.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of DJ Premier's song 100 to 1 weave together a powerful commentary on the state of society, particularly in urban areas. The first verse seems to describe the disconnect between those in power, represented by those wearing "city shoes" and "clueless blues," and those living in poverty, or "no-man's news." The mention of "heroin's cut these fuses short" speaks to the opioid epidemic that is ravaging communities across the world, while "smokers rode a colonial pig" seems to suggest that people are being taken advantage of by larger systems.


The chorus of the song brings in a global perspective, mentioning "Parisian boys without your names" and "English boys without your names." The rhyme scheme of these verses, which both end with "nothing's changed" and "more pretty flames," emphasizes the cyclical nature of violence and unrest.


The second verse turns more inward, with the singer reflecting on their own experiences in school, where they felt forced to "bite my tongue." The flags mentioned earlier in the song reappear, with the suggestion that they are "false and they contradict." The religious imagery of a "christian breeze" turning its heart to "more needles please" is haunting, speaking to the desire for escape and the need for some to turn to drugs in order to cope with the harsh realities of life.


Overall, DJ Premier's lyrics in 100 to 1 evoke a sense of helplessness and frustration, while also pointing to the larger systems of power that are at play. The song is a call to action, urging listeners to recognize the cycles of violence and unrest and to work towards meaningful change.


Line by Line Meaning

In city shoes,
Walking in the city with no real direction


Of clueless blues,
Feeling blue and somewhat lost


Pays the views,
The city's beauty is a currency that has to be paid for


And no-mans news.
The city has a lack of real news or information


Blades will fade from blood to sport,
Violence has become an expected part of the city's entertainment


The heroin's cut these fuses short,
Drug addiction is destroying lives


Smokers rode a colonial pig,
People became enslaved by their addiction


Drink and frame this pain i think.
Alcohol is used as a way to deal with emotional pain


I'm melting silver poles my dear,
He is using drugs and they are destroying his life


You bleed your wings and then disappear.
She is self-destructive and leaving


The moving scenes and pilot lights,
The lights of the pyres keep moving through the city


Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights.
The broken pieces of the city have made people desperate, leading them to do crazy things


Modern times come talk me down,
The stress of modern life is overwhelming


And battle lines are drawn across this town.
Everyone is fighting for what they want in the city, resulting in conflict


Parisian boys without your names,
People without any real identity


Ghetto stones instead of chains,
Poor people have nothing to lose but their property


Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames,
Try to talk them out of rioting and destroying the city


And nothing's changed.
The situation is always the same


Riot like 1968 again.
Referring to the student-led protests in France in 1968


The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,
The situation never gets better


Well pretty flames.
Even though everything is burning down, it still looks pretty


In school I would just bite my tongue,
As a child, he didn't speak up or rebel against authority


And now your words they strike me down.
Now, he is affected by what others say to him


The flags are false and they contradict,
Nationalism and patriotism are often hypocritical and contradicting


They point and click which wounds to lick,
The media chooses which problems they will highlight


On avenues this christian breeze,
Religion is often used as a way to justify questionable behavior


Turns it's heart to more needles please.
The culture is addicted to drugs


Our eyes roll back and we beg for more,
People are addicted to the drugs and the culture of violence


It frays this skin and then underscore.
The violence is starting to show on people's skin and in their actions


The case for war you spin and bleed,
The media portrays violence as necessary and justified


The sales you feel screensavers feed,
The media sells a culture of violence and addiction


The girls you breed the soaps that you write,
The media creates a hypersexual culture


The graceless charm of your gutter snipes.
The people who benefit from this culture are without morals or class


The moving scenes and suburbanites,
The violence and addiction has spread to the suburbs


And smithereens got 'em scaling heights.
People are doing more and more dangerous things to get their fix


Modern times come talk me down,
The stress of modern life is overwhelming


The battle lines are drawn across this town.
Everyone is fighting for what they want in the city, resulting in conflict


English boys without your names,
People without any real identity


Ghetto stones instead of chains,
Poor people have nothing to lose but their property


Hearts and minds and US Planes,
The war on terror has affected everyone


Nothing's changed...
Things only get worse, despite any attempts to change them


And english boys without your names,
People without any real identity


Riot like the 1980's again,
Referring to the race riots in various UK cities during the 1980s


The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,
The situation is always the same


More pretty flames.
Even though everything is burning down, it still looks pretty




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