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Jazee Minor 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 to Jazee Minor's song "100 feat. AKLO" can be interpreted in a number of ways, with themes of societal unrest, political dissatisfaction, and personal struggle all present. The opening lines of the song paint a picture of an urban environment where people are disconnected, represented by the "clueless blues" of those who wear "city shoes." The idea of the "no-man's news" speaks to a sense of isolation and disengagement from the wider world, where the only things that matter are the views that people pay for, and the blades that fade from blood to sport.


As the song progresses, it becomes clear that Jazee Minor is concerned with the way that society is evolving, with references to drug use, smoking, and the "fraying" of skin. The lyrics also reference political unrest and protest, with lines like "Parisian boys without your names, riot like 1968 again" and "English boys without your names, riot like the 1980's again." It is clear that Jazee Minor is troubled by the state of the world, and the way that people seem to be drawn towards conflict and chaos.


Overall, the lyrics to "100 feat. AKLO" present a complex and thought-provoking worldview, with a range of themes and ideas present throughout.


Line by Line Meaning

In city shoes,
Wearing fancy shoes in the urban environment.


Of clueless blues,
Feeling ignorant and helpless.


Pays the views,
Paying attention to superficial things.


And no-mans news.
Ignoring important news and events.


Blades will fade from blood to sport,
Violence will become normalized and accepted.


The heroin's cut these fuses short,
Drug addiction is causing people to make bad decisions and have short lives.


Smokers rode a colonial pig,
People are smoking something that is harmful and addictive.


Drink and frame this pain I think.
Using alcohol to numb emotional pain.


I'm melting silver poles my dear,
Feeling weakened and defeated.


You bleed your wings and then disappear.
You suffer and then leave or die.


The moving scenes and pilot lights,
The flickering lights of fires and explosions.


Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights.
People are getting high on destruction.


Modern times come talk me down,
Feeling overwhelmed by the current state of society.


And battle lines are drawn across this town.
There is conflict and division in the community.


Parisian boys without your names,
Unknown young men from Paris.


Ghetto stones instead of chains,
Poor urban areas with violence and crime.


Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames,
Try to calm people down because the situation is getting out of control.


And nothing's changed.
Things have not improved despite efforts.


Riot like 1968 again.
Large-scale unrest and violence like in the year 1968.


The days of rage yeah nothing's changed,
Anger and outrage continue without progress.


Well pretty flames.
The destruction looks attractive or mesmerizing.


In school I would just bite my tongue,
Holding back opinions or beliefs.


And now your words they strike me down.
Now feeling attacked or hurt by what someone says.


The flags are false and they contradict,
National symbols and pride are misleading or hypocritical.


They point and click which wounds to lick,
The media chooses which stories or issues to focus on and exploit.


On avenues this christian breeze,
Religious influence on society.


Turns it's heart to more needles please.
People are becoming addicted to drugs and need more.


Our eyes roll back and we beg for more,
Indulging in addictive behaviors and craving more.


It frays this skin and then underscore.
Negative consequences of addiction.


The case for war you spin and bleed,
Manipulating public opinion to start or continue war with casualties.


The sales you feel screensavers feed,
Advertisements and media influence on consumer choices.


The girls you breed the soaps that you write,
Stereotypical gender roles perpetuated in media and society.


The graceless charm of your gutter snipes.
The unattractive and unpleasant reality of the underprivileged and disadvantaged.


The moving scenes and suburbanites,
The influence of city violence on suburban residents.


And smithereens got 'em scaling heights.
People reveling in destruction and chaos.


English boys without your names,
Unknown young men from England.


Ghetto stones instead of chains,
Poor urban areas with violence and crime.


Hearts and minds and US Planes,
Persuading people with both love and war tactics.


More pretty flames.
More destruction that looks attractive or mesmerizing.




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@foldingchairclub1585

ビートとかファッションとかPVとか全部2014年しててすきだ

@u43hiphopdreamer

この面子をたまアリで見れたのも最高だし、馬鹿みたいに盛り上がる事が出来たのも最高。そんな時間作ってくれたこのメンツにリスペクト!

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ZORNワンマンに行ってよかった。

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上から100.100.100が本当に最高
何回聞いても笑える

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ずっとリピートしてる

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ZORNバース最高にかっこいい

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