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Eminem sorprende convirtiéndose en un asesino con ‘Música para ser asesinado’

Hace poco nos sorprendió con una inesperada salida del armario, y ahora, recién comenzado 2020 ha publicado por sorpresa Music To Be Murdered By, su nuevo disco que ya está disponible en todas las plataformas digitales.

Después de Kamikaze, su último álbum, Eminem regresa al mundo de la música tras dos años de silencio con su undécimo trabajo. En él, que ya se sitúa entre los más vendidos, cuenta con colaboraciones como Ed Sheeran, Skylar Grey o el rapero Juice WRLD, que murió recientemente.

El álbum está inspirado en Alfred Hitchcock Presents Music To Be Murdered By, un disco de 1958 en el que Hitchcock narraba historias, y cuenta con dos portadas diferentes: la del hacha y el revólver (igual que Hitchcock), y la de la pala y el sombrero negro.

«¡Inspirado por el Maestro, el tío Alfred!» dijo el rapero en sus redes sociales.

La canción con la que Eminem ha presentado este disco es Darkness, un tema que habla sobre la libertad que existe en USA para usar armas de fuego y cuyo videoclip está inspirado en el tiroteo que hubo en Las Vegas en el año 2018. En la canción también suena un sampler de The Sound of Silence de Simon & Garfunkel.

En tan solo unas horas, el vídeo lleva más de 13 millones de reproducciones en YouTube. ¿Aún no lo has visto?

Aquí te dejo la letra de la canción:
I don’t wanna be alone, I don’t wanna be
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)[Estrofa 1]
Here I am, alone again
Can’t get out of this hole I’m in
It’s like the walls are closin’ in
You can’t help me, no one can
I can feel these curtains closin’
I go to open ‘em
But something pulls ‘em closed again
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)
Feels like I’m loathing in Las Vegas
Haven’t got the vaguest why I’m so lost
But I’d make you this small wager
If I bet you I’ll be in tomorrow’s paper
Who would the odds favor?
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)
I’m so much like my father, you would think that I knew him
I keep pacin’ this room, Valium, then chase it with booze
One little taste, it’ll do
Maybe I’ll take it and snooze, then tear up the stage in a few
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)
Fuck the Colt 45, I’ma need somethin’ stronger
If I pop any caps, it better be off of vodka
Round after round after round, I’m gettin’ loaded (Haha)
That’s a lot of shots, huh? (Double entendre)
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)

And I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness (Yeah)
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)

[Estrofa 2]
Now I’m starin’ at the room service menu off a benzo
I can hear the music continue to crescendo
I can see the whole fuckin’ venue from my window
That’s when you know you’re schizo (Hello, darkness, my old friend)
‘Cause I keep peekin’ out the curtain from the hotel
The music is so loud
But it’s almost as though I don’t hear no sound
I should get ready for the show now
Wait, is this the whole crowd? I thought this shit was sold out
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)
But it’s only the opening act, it’s early, don’t overreact
Then something told me relax
And just hope for the show to be packed
Don’t wanna hit the stage before they fill each row to the max
‘Cause that’d be totally wack
You can’t murder a show nobody’s at (Hello darkness, my old friend)
But what if nobody shows? Panic mode
‘Bout to snap and go motherfuckin’ wacko at any second
‘Bout to cancel the show just as fans below rush the entrance
Plan is a go to wreck shit, cameras in all directions (Hello, darkness, my old friend)
The press is ‘bout to go ape shit, bananas on all the networks
Commando with extra clips, I got ammo for all the hecklers
I’m armed to the teeth, another Valium, fall off the bed
Hit the ground and crawl to the dresser
Alcohol on my breath as I reach for the scope
I’m blackin’ out, I’m all out of meds
With them benzodiazepines gone
Now it’s just magazines sprawled out on the floor
Fuck the media, I’m goin’ all out, this is war
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)

And I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness (Yeah)
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness anymore (Hello, darkness, my old friend)

[Estrofa 3]
People start to show up, time to start the show up
It’s 10:05 PM and the curtain starts to go up
And I’m already sweatin’, but I’m locked and loaded
For rapid fire spittin’ for all the concert-goers
Scopes for sniper vision, surprise from out of nowhere
As I slide the clip in from inside the hotel
Leanin’ out the window, going Keyser Söze
Finger on the trigger, but I’m a licensed owner
With no prior convictions, so law says sky’s the limit
So my supply’s infinite, strapped like I’m a soldier
Got ‘em hopping over walls and climbing fences
Some of them John Travolta, staying alive by inches
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)
Cops are knockin’, oh fuck, thought I blocked the entrance
Guess show time is over
No suicide note, just a note for target distance
But if you’d like to know the reason why I did this
You’ll never find a motive, truth is I have no idea
I am just as stumped, no signs of mental illness
Just tryin’ to show ya the reason why we’re so fucked
‘Cause by the time it’s over, won’t make the slightest difference
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)

And I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness
I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)

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