1. Detroit Acid Rap Tr… Read Full Bio ↴There is at least seven artists named Natas:
1. Detroit Acid Rap Trio Natas;
2. Argentinian stoner rock group Natas, that after the release of their first album Delmar changed its name to Los Natas;
3. Lithuanian singer Natas;
4. Hardcore/Gabber producer Robert Gilmore (aka Rob Gee). Alias for one release (12" vinyl, "The Master Plan", 1993) on Bastard Loud Records, New York City;
5. Chicagoan death/thrash metal turned crossover trio, also known as Not Us;
6. German one-man black metal performer, later known as Kriegskarthaun;
7. Black Metal from west coast of Norway, Sunnfjord Natas, descending from the band Mara.
Detroit Acid Rap Trio Natas: Esham, TNT and Mastamind defined a dark style of hardcore rap characterized by decadent motifs and heavy metal-like aggression.
Taking considerable influence from Niggaz4life-era NWA, the Detroit, MI, trio came hard on their 1992 debut album, Life After Death, to the point where their anger-exuding music alienated all but a small cult audience fascinated with their anarchic disposition and their self-termed style of "Acid Rap." On this album they rapped about the most disturbing and shocking themes imaginable, capturing the darkest corners of their burnt-out city's most horrible ghettos with their lyrics in an attempt to be as hardcore as possible. To further the impact of these lyrics, Esham self-produced the album, laying down gritty beats and making effective use of rock samples to give the album a harsher tone.
Successive albums found the trio improving their rapping and their production, as they slowly matured, moving progressively away from mere exploitation. By the end of the '90s, their music had considerably evolved in terms of not only lyrical content and delivery but also in terms of production, resulting in an innovative realization of their original intent that finally blossomed on WWW.Com (Wicket World Wide).
Before forming NATAS, group leader Esham had already established himself as a solo artist, debuting at the end of the '80s with Boomin' Words From Hell, followed by a few EPs. At this time, Esham was a student at Osborne High School in Detroit, where he eventually crossed paths with Mastamind in the tenth grade. After listening to a three-song demo tape given to him by Mastamind, Esham decided to form a group with the promising rapper and TNT, a longtime friend. The three got together and decided to call themselves NATAS as a symbol of their anarchic, evil disposition at the time, being mere teenagers. In 1992, Esham released NATAS' debut album, Life After Death, on his REEL Life Productions label. Two years later he released a similar follow-up album, Blaz4me, an album nearly as twisted and disturbing as its predecessor. Then came the dark Doubelievengod album in 1995, which found the trio moving forward artistically as well as ideologically. When NATAS released Multikillionaire: The Devil's Contract in 1997, it became clear that the group had reached a turning point. Along with Esham's accompanying Bruce Wayne: Gotham City 1987 album from the same year, Multikillionaire broadened Natas' scope, aiming for conceptualism while abandoning the exploitative elements of previous works. NATAS resurfaced in 1999 with WWW.Com (Wicket World Wide), claiming that their name was an acronym for "Nation Ahead of Time And Space" rather than Satan spelled backwards in hopes of changing their image. The album improved upon Mulitkillionaire's flaws and represented a more mature representation of the group's ambitions. Featuring live instruments where Esham used to place samples, the album's production was considerably innovative for its time, marrying a rock attitude with a rap aesthetic and garnering considerable acclaim from the underground. Following this release, both Esham and Mastamind took time off to work on solo albums in the wake of the album's success and the Detroit rap scene's sudden evolution to a substantial hotspot for up-and-coming talent.
Ain't Got Shit 2 Lose
Natas Lyrics
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Nor minimal adequate public and or privet education
They were forbidden to excel in all most all professions
Food could be obtained primarily by the use of federal food stamps
Issued through the thin department of health education and welfare
During and following the Vietnam conflict raided police and drug indorsement activity
The opiate some ambulant social equations of alcohol heroin and the animal tranquilliser PCP
Properly turned booze skag and angel dust took place in the urban camp
I ain’t got shit to lose tiered of paying my dues
And every time I turn around I’m sitting singing the blues
Cause I ain’t got no place to go and I can’t find a ho
And every time I think it’s fast I’ll always turn some more
You see you may think it’s funny but it’s all about money
With no doe theirs no home and no money no honey
So I got to find a way to make it I’m bout to be killed
Get away from it all and make the big dollar bill
Get my life in check, Maybe brake some necks
Come back with the loot and get big respect
No I’m not like the others I be a pig mother fucker
Keep my shit under cover keep away from the suckers
Either way you go I got 2 roads to choose
It don’t matter to me….
Cause I ain’t got shit to, lose
It’s like he was chosen from god
Makes me wonder how achieving going
The extermination of the Negro people (X2)
Life or death, Fortune or fame
See every things the same and everybody wants to make a name
In this big old game called life the only life I know is pain and strife
Born in the ghetto with no place to go
living the life of crime’s the only life I know
So I take it slow and go with the flow
Even though I know I could never grow into what society wants me to be
Other than a straight G named TNT
Solitary confinement living just like you are man
The ghetto might as well be a suer man
You can’t comprehend unless you been were I been
Down the yellow brick road but it’s just a dead end
I’ve got the ghetto blues and it’s all bad news
So you wouldn’t want to be in my shoes……
Cause I ain’t got shit to lose
It’s like he was chosen from god
Makes me wonder how achieving going
The extermination of the Negro people (X2)
Soul is dead, Losing my head
A cardboard box has replaced my bed
I wish I was dead although it would never come true
I’m forced to live in this hell right along with you
Mamma said there would be days when I felt like this
To many pressures of the world make me slit my wrist
I can’t deal with this cause my life’s a bitch
Seems I’m all alone in this hell called home
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
I just wish I had my piece of the American dream
But America’s pie was not meant for I
It makes no séance to try cause I was born to die
Who the hell am I, Who’s the man in the mirror
The scenario’s the same but the picture is no clearer
I see my choices I her some voices on my head
No matter what I choose……
I ain’t got shit to lose.
It’s like he was chosen from god
Makes me wonder how achieving going
The extermination of the Negro people
The lyrics in Natas's song Ain't Got Shit 2 Lose paint a bleak picture of the struggles faced by African Americans in the 70s and 80s, especially in the urban ghettos. The first part of the lyrics describes the systemic oppression faced by Black Americans. The authorities did not allow them to have separate but equal facilities or receive adequate education. They were forbidden from excelling in their chosen professions. The only way they could feed themselves was through food stamps provided by the government. The situation worsened after the Vietnam war, with rampant drug use, police brutality, and increased criminal activity.
The rest of the lyrics talk about the personal struggles of the singer. He has nothing to lose and is tired of paying his dues. He cannot find shelter, food or companionship, and is forced to live a life of crime. He has to make a quick buck and get out of this life before he is killed. He cannot fit into society's expectations and is destined for a life of struggle and pain. He wishes for a piece of the American dream but realizes that it was never meant for him. The song ends on a melancholic note, with the singer resigned to his fate.
Overall, the song highlights the social and economic inequality faced by African Americans and how it leads to hopelessness and despair. Natas has used his lyrics to give voice to the marginalized and oppressed, and the song remains a powerful message even today.
Line by Line Meaning
Blacks were allowed neither separate but equal
Black people were not allowed to have separate institutions that were treated equally or fairly to those of whites.
Nor minimal adequate public and or private education
Black people were not given even the most basic form of education that is necessary for one's social and economic success.
They were forbidden to excel in all most all professions
Black people were barred from achieving excellence in most, if not all, areas of work or occupation.
Food could be obtained primarily by the use of federal food stamps
Black people were in such dire straits that the only way they could afford to eat was through government assistance in the form of food stamps.
Issued through the thin department of health education and welfare
These food stamps were provided by a department of the government that was not resourceful or well-funded enough to cater to the needs of the people.
During and following the Vietnam conflict raided police and drug endorsement activity
As a result of the war in Vietnam, police and other authorities went on raids to secure the streets, which then led to the drug trade.
The opiate some ambulant social equations of alcohol heroin and the animal tranquilliser PCP
People residing in the urban areas resorted to alcohol, heroin, and animal tranquilizers such as PCP as a way to cope with the turmoil of their lives.
Properly turned booze skag and angel dust took place in the urban camp
Alcohol, heroin, and animal tranquilizers became a common sight in the urban areas.
And steadily increased throughout the 70’s
The use of addictive substances only became more widespread and frequent throughout the 70s.
I ain’t got shit to lose tiered of paying my dues
The singer is exhausted with life, unable to strive any further, and willing to take a risk since he has nothing left to lose.
And every time I turn around I’m sitting singing the blues
The singer is continually disappointed and facing hardships in life, leading to a sense of melancholy.
Cause I ain’t got no place to go and I can’t find a ho
The singer is homeless and struggling to find a place to stay or a girlfriend.
And every time I think it’s fast I’ll always turn some more
Even when the singer thinks he's found a solution, he is forced to keep looking since nothing ever goes his way.
You see you may think it’s funny but it’s all about money
People may find the singer's struggles to be a joke, but the underlying cause for his strife is the lack of financial stability.
With no doe theirs no home and no money no honey
Without money, there is no hope of having a home or a significant other.
So I got to find a way to make it I’m bout to be killed
The singer needs to come up with a plan to better his life; otherwise, the fear of dying looms large.
Get away from it all and make the big dollar bill
The only solution the singer sees is to get away from his current living situation and earn a considerable amount of money.
Get my life in check, Maybe brake some necks
The singer intends to get his life back on track while taking down anyone who gets in his way.
Come back with the loot and get big respect
The singer wants to return with a lot of money and, in turn, gain the admiration and regard of others.
No I’m not like the others I be a pig mother fucker
The singer is entirely different from everyone else, and he intends to take what's rightfully his in a brazen manner.
Keep my shit under cover keep away from the suckers
He plans to carry out his plan in secret and stay clear of people who could put a wrench in his plans.
Either way you go I got 2 roads to choose
The singer has two choices, both of which lead to risk and uncertainty.
It don’t matter to me….
Cause I ain’t got shit to, lose
Either choice is acceptable to the singer since he has nothing left to lose.
Life or death, Fortune or fame
The metaphorical fork in the road refers to the singer having to choose between life or death, and between poverty or fame.
See every things the same and everybody wants to make a name
In life, everything appears to be similar, and everyone wants to become notable, stand out from the crowd.
In this big old game called life the only life I know is pain and strife
The singer has only known a life of hard knocks, pain, and strife.
Born in the ghetto with no place to go
The singer was born into abject poverty and did not have the privilege of inheriting wealth or opportunities.
Living the life of crime’s the only life I know
The singer was forced to turn to a life of crime to make ends meet, and it's the only life he knows how to live.
So I take it slow and go with the flow
The singer intends to proceed at his pace while taking life as it comes.
Even though I know I could never grow into what society wants me to be
The singer believes that he will never be able to achieve what society deems to be acceptable for him.
Other than a straight G named TNT
The only thing the singer can see himself becoming is a notorious gangster named TNT.
Solitary confinement living just like you are man
The singer feels trapped and lonely, without any hope for escape.
The ghetto might as well be a suer man
The singer believes the ghetto to be a form of imprisonment, rendering him helpless and unfortunate.
You can’t comprehend unless you been were I been
Nobody can understand what the singer's been through unless they've walked in his shoes.
Down the yellow brick road but it’s just a dead end
The yellow brick road, made famous in The Wizard of Oz, is a metaphor for hope and a better future. But the singer realizes that for him, there is no such thing.
I’ve got the ghetto blues and it’s all bad news
The singer is experiencing the emotional and psychological hardships of living in the ghetto, which has its bad news.
So you wouldn’t want to be in my shoes……
Cause I ain’t got shit to lose
The singer cautions others against trying to walk in his footsteps, as he has nothing to live for at this point.
Soul is dead, Losing my head
The singer's spirit is destroyed, and he's on the verge of losing his mind.
A cardboard box has replaced my bed
The singer has become so destitute that he's forced to make a cardboard box his bed.
I wish I was dead although it would never come true
The singer wishes for death, but it's not something he expects to occur.
I’m forced to live in this hell right along with you
The singer is trapped in living hell, along with others residing in the ghetto.
Mamma said there would be days when I felt like this
The singer learned from his mother that tough times would come in life.
To many pressures of the world make me slit my wrist
The pressures and burdens of life are so heavy that the singer contemplates committing suicide.
I can’t deal with this cause my life’s a bitch
The singer is unable to cope with the difficulties of his life, which has turned out to be a nightmare.
Seems I’m all alone in this hell called home
The singer feels entirely alone and isolated, with no one to help him in his plight.
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
The singer believes that nobody can understand the problems and hardships he's gone through.
I just wish I had my piece of the American dream
The singer wishes that he could have a portion of the happiness and success that other Americans enjoy.
But America’s pie was not meant for I
The singer realizes that he's not part of the American Dream, which is reserved only for certain groups of people.
It makes no séance to try cause I was born to die
The singer believes that there's no point in trying to achieve success, as he's doomed to live and die this way.
Who the hell am I, Who’s the man in the mirror
The singer questions his identity and who he sees in the reflection of the mirror.
The scenario’s the same but the picture is no clearer
The circumstances in his life remain constant, but the singer is still confused and unsure.
I see my choices I her some voices on my head
The singer sees the choices he has, but he's hearing voices in his head that make it challenging to make a decision.
No matter what I choose……
I ain’t got shit to lose.
The singer realizes that any choice he makes will not be beneficial, as he has nothing to gain or lose.
It’s like he was chosen from god
Makes me wonder how achieving going
The extermination of the Negro people
The lyrics suggest that God has cursed the African American community and that their eventual destruction is imminent. The singer ponders how progress can be achieved while having so much strife and hardship after such a long and unfortunate history of oppression.
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Lorraine Alvarado
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