Siguiendo con la emulación del DJ, tiempo pasado por fin pude obtener la primera entrega de ese juego, lo hubiera conseguido antes pero solo era el software, ya que como había escrito antes me daban puras respuestas negativas, y yo quería poseer otro mando :P total que haciendo unas compras el año pasado, veo plagada la tienda con el bundle del DJ en su primera parte, ese día iba con intenciones de conseguir otro juego y no este.
Después de andar pensando si lo conseguía de una buena vez o dejaba pasar la oportunidad, como se ve en la foto mejor lo obtuve...
Este día escucharemos otra mezcla que viene en esta primera entrega...
Revisando tiempo atrás sobre los games, que salieron y están por salir, mi atención es atraída por la noticia del DJ Hero, el cual la preventa ya está disponible [desde tiempo atrás].
Lo que veo es que va a traer música de mi idol, el m&m, claro mezclado con otros temas de otros individuos.
Escucharemos este tema del cual [según] nada más va estar disponible en la edición especial.
Artista: Jay-Z Álbum: The Blueprint (2001) Título: Renegade (Feat. Eminem)
[Jay-Z] Motherfuckers - say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling) Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing what I do through and through and I give you the news - with a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view The renegade; you been afraid I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they pop toasters, and they live with they moms Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggaz crotched over Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't watched over Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked No he's not around - now how that sound to ya, jot it down I bring it through the ghetto without riding 'round hiding down ducking strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways Just read a magazine that fucked up my day How you rate music that thugs with nothing relate to it? I help them see they way through it - not you Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt
[Eminem] Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics Using his music to steer it, sharing his views and his merits But there's a huge interference - they're saying you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America as a motherfuckin’ drug addict - like you didn't experiment? Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased And I got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parents You fuckin’ do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage! (Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*} And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the
[Chorus: Eminem + Jay-Z] [Em] RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at, any given time of day Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING), RENEGADE! [Jay] Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at, any given time of day Cause I'm a {RENEGADE} Never been afraid to holler about anything {anything?} Anything {ANYTHING!}
[Jay-Z] I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver Doo-rag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of hope Do not step to me - I'm awkward, I box leftier often My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nights I brought something home to quiet the stomach rumblings My demeanor - thirty years my senior My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin green up Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky Big I did it - multi before I die (nigga) No lie, just know I chose my own fate I drove by the fork in the road and went straight
[Eminem] See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape? Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today See it's easy as cake, simple as whistling Dixie while I'm waving the pistol at sixty Christians against me Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer I'm a motherfuckin’ spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter making this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a muh'fuckin’
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
-Para los que quieren jugar al DJ, ya hay esta opción. -No sé si lo comprare…
