The Canadian singer was approached by French label Plus Loin Music, who had discovered her through her 2nd place win at the Thelonious Monk Jazz Vocals Competition. After several years of discussion, they invited her to France in November of 2009, where she spent two days in the studio. "They said I could do whatever I wanted as long as it was standards" Evans recalls. "I had always wanted to do a Nina Simone tribute. She was one of my mom's favourites, and my husband's, and I love her too. So I chose her and they were really gung ho."
Evans' love and respect for the original recordings of the music shines through, but, even in taking on some of Simone's most iconic repertoire, the twelve tracks on the album showcase Kelly's own versatility, creativity and innate musicality. She is reunited with guitarist Marvin Sewell (Jason Moran, Cassandra Wilson), who appeared on her first album, and joined by bassist François Moutin (Moutin Reunion Quartet, Rudresh Mahanthappa), and drummer André Ceccarelli (Dee Dee Bridgewater, Biréli Lagrène).
Lose Yourself
Kellylee Evans Lyrics
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There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
The whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, bloah!
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that but he's broke
He's so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(You better)
The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
He blows. It's all over. These hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partner but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher
Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet, fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got.
The lyrics of Kellylee Evans's song "Lose Yourself" are a tribute to Eminem's song of the same name. The song depicts a rapper's struggle with stage fright and the pressure to succeed in the music industry. The opening lines describe the rapper's physical and emotional state, highlighting his anxiety and nervousness as he prepares to perform. Despite his apprehension, the rapper is determined to succeed and acknowledges that this is his one chance to make it big. As the song progresses, the rapper reflects on his past failures and perseverance, but also the pitfalls of fame and the toll it takes on personal relationships. The song encourages listeners to embrace their passions and talents, not to give up when faced with setbacks, and to seize every opportunity.
Line by Line Meaning
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
He is afraid and anxious.
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's so afraid that he is throwing up.
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
Although he is scared, he's trying to be tough.
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
He's so scared that he's forgotten his own lyrics.
The whole crowd goes so loud
The audience is really excited.
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's so scared that he can't speak.
He's choking how, everybody's joking now
Everyone is laughing at him for being scared.
The clock's run out, time's up, over, bloah!
The time limit for his performance is over.
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
He's come back to the real world where he's not famous.
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
Everyone is disappointed that he messed up his performance.
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
He's angry but he's determined to keep trying.
Easy, no
It won't be easy.
He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these ropes
He's backed into a corner and has no other option.
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows he's talented.
He knows that but he's broke
He's aware of his financial struggles.
He's so stagnant, he knows
He's stuck in the same situation.
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
He's only successful when he's performing.
Back to the lab again, yo
He needs to keep working on his music.
This whole rhapsody
His whole life and story.
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
He needs to take advantage of any opportunity that comes his way.
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
Get lost in the moment of the performance.
You own it, you better never let it go
He needs to own his success.
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
He needs to take advantage of any opportunity that comes his way.
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
This success may only come once.
(You better)
He must succeed.
The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
He's expressing his innermost feelings.
This world is mine for the taking
He's going to take control of his life.
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
He's aiming for greatness and control over his destiny.
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
He's willing to risk everything for the chance at fame.
It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
It gets harder to succeed as people want him to fail.
He blows. It's all over. These hoes is all on him
Now that he's famous, everyone wants to be around him.
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
He's famous all around the world.
Lonely roads, God only knows
Despite the fame, he feels alone.
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
Despite his success, he's not a good father.
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
He's not around for his daughter because of his music career.
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
He's about to face a harsh reality check.
His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product
People are only interested in him as long as he's successful.
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
People are constantly on the search for the next big thing.
He nose dove and sold nada
His career took a major fall and he earned nothing.
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
His life story is a dramatic and ongoing narrative.
I suppose it's old partner but the beat goes on
His struggles may be common, but he won't give up.
Da da dum da dum da da
The music continues.
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
He's going to channel his anger into his music.
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged
He's going to give an explosive performance.
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
He started his music career as a hobby but now it's serious.
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
He's faced rejection and failure in his career.
But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher
He kept going and found another chance to perform.
Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper
He's going to make it big and people will pay to see him perform.
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
He's expressing his emotional pain through his music.
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
He can't make a living from a regular job.
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
He can't take care of his family with his current job.
Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
He's struggling financially to support his family.
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
His struggles are not a movie or a performance, it's his actual life.
And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
His life is becoming more difficult.
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
He's trying to provide for his child.
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
He's balancing his music career with his responsibilities as a father.
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
His child's mother is nagging him.
Too much for me to wanna
He's overwhelmed and wants to escape the situation.
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
His life is become repetitive and boring.
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
He feels stuck and sluggish like a snail.
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
If he doesn't do something soon, he's going to end up in a bad situation.
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
He's going to succeed, no matter what.
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
He loves his mom but he needs to leave his current living situation.
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
He can't stay in this area and be successful.
So here I go it's my shot.
He's going to make a big move and take a chance.
Feet, fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got.
He can't fail and must take advantage of the chance he's been given.
Writer(s): JEFFREY BASS, Luis Resto, Marshall Mathers
Contributed by Jordan H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@goblin900dunsanylord
Desde 🇲🇽 Acá pocos reflexionan y entienden que sólo los artistas de color son realmente buenos para rapear. Esta canción es del rapero Eminem y le pasa cómo cuando en México decimos: “ahora sí violín de rancho, ya llegó tu maistro" 😄 Muy buen estilo y muy buen arreglo.
@youssefbelhaous7533
Underrated cover
@imonka100
TOP. The best cover of this song.
@victorduffany7723
love it!
@jantab6416
Hip-hop and jazz? Beauty!
@MaskJambi
Those drums 😍
@noeluna7404
El idioma Universal.. cómo no amarlo
@MatejMichlik
Well done!
@yazlo1725
sublime!!!!
@pinuzdroid
Perfection exists!