Techno - darmowa baza

Na ogó³ przyjmuje siê, ¿e techno powsta³o z post-dyskotekowej muzyki house, popularnej w Detroit i Chicago, w po³owie lat 80. Za pocz¹tek techno uwa¿a siê za³o¿on¹ w 1984 przez grupê kilkunastoletnich, g³ównie czarnoskórych DJ-ów, ucz¹cych siê w œrednich szko³ach w Detroit, polow¹, nielegaln¹ dyskotekê, pod namiotem, o nazwie "Techno City". DJ-e ci grali tam muzykê opart¹ na rytmach House, ale tworzon¹ na bazie wymyœlonych przez siebie, ca³kowicie syntetycznych brzmieñ. Dyskoteka ta zyska³a szybko bardzo liczne grono sta³ych bywalców, którzy zaczêli siê do niej przenosiæ z bardziej tradycyjnych dyskotek. Po osi¹gniêciu takiego sukcesu wielu z tych DJ-ów zaczê³o jeŸdziæ po ca³ych Stanach Zjednoczonych i organizowaæ podobne dyskoteki polowe pod innymi wielkimi miastami.

Young cat got back did a little bid,
Now he hard, he buff, he tough, doo-rag and Timbs,
kind of hard to get a job, back out on the block:
charge that to the game

Young girl she grew up in a rush,
had it bad, no doubt, she don't know who to trust
every man she ever loved only wanna "crush":
charge that to the game

[Bridge:]
but its all gravy, hey baby
shots get popped, the cops shut down the party.
jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches,
we got love for ya'll but ya'll don't love us

[Chorus:]
Now we swerve in the suburban, switchin lanes
spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs,
name our kids with funny names,
Don't hate on us we're fabulous

Pre-paid cellies for local calls
little jons Adidas up at the malls,
rockin cornroll twists, that's how we ball
Don't hate on us were fabulous

[Verse 2:]
They met, he said how she was a dime,
so naive that she believed every single line,
17 first time, slipped up bout to have a child:
charge that to the game

was just us and mom, single parent home,
she did the best she could, did it all alone,
met a man but he won't raise a child that's not his own
Oh, no,
Oh, no, no

[Bridge:]
but its all gravy, hey baby
shots get popped, the cops shut down the party,
jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches,
we got love for ya'll but ya'll don't love us

[Chorus:]
Now we swerve in the suburban, switchin lanes
spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs,
name our kids with funny names,
Don't hate on us we're fabulous

Pre-paid cellies for local calls
little jons Adidas up at the malls
rockin cornroll twists, that's how we ball:
don't hate on us were fabulous

We're all that we've got
and no matter whatever together we'll weather the storm
It aint a lot, we all we got, it might get rough, but it's alright
'cause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need to get our R-E-S-P-E-C-T
and never G-I-V-E U-P
and keep your H-E-A-D U-P
and never G-I-V-E U-P
and keep your H-E-A-D U-P
and never G-I-V-E U-P
and keep your H-E-A-D U-P
and never G-I-V-E U-P
and keep your H-E-A-D U-P
and never G-I-V-E U-P
and keep your H-E-A-D U-P
and never G-I-V-E U-P
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