Macklemore and Ryan Lewis have done it again… scored another huge hit with their song “Downtown”.  The video has nearly 6 million views in just one week.  The reason being… it’s pretty much the best music video ever made.  Okay, that may be taking it a bit extreme and I’m sure there’s people out there that would be whining “but what about Michael Jackson’s ‘Thriller’ video” or some other epic music video.  What I’m trying to say is that it’s awesome.  I know there are a lot of Macklemore haters out there, but look at the entertainment value of the song and video alone and get past your bias against the rapper.  It’s a song about freaking mopeds!  Not to mention the retro look to it and featuring Kool Moe Dee and Grandmaster Caz.  The chorus is song by Foxy Shazam’s Eric Nally who looks just plain awesome in the video.  His sound, his look, and his dance moves reminds me of a cross between Freddie Mercury and Jesus from the movie The Big Lebowski.  The choreography was done by b-boy/b-girl crew Massive Monkees and was shot in the town of Spokane, WA.  Combining playful rap lyrics with a catchy chorus hook, makes this a major hit. You can’t help but smile and feel pride for your own hometown Downtown.  There hasn’t been a music video this original and entertaining in decades.  Check out the video below and the lyrics posted beneath.  The song will be stuck in your head for sure!

Lyrics to Macklemore & Ryan Lewis “Downtown”:

[Verse 1]
I went to the Moped store, said “Fuck it”
Salesman’s like “What up, what’s your budget?”
And I’m like “Honestly, I don’t know nothing about Mopeds”
He said “I got the one for you, follow me”

Ooh, it’s too real
Chromed out mirror, I don’t need a windshield
Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels
Eight hundred cash, that’s a hell of a deal

[Interlude 1]
I’m headed Downtown, cruising through the alley
Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
Pulled up, moped to the valley

Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
And a bad little mama with her ass in my face
I’mma lick that, stick that, break her off, Kit-Kat
Snuck her in backstage, you don’t need a wristband
Dope

[Verse 2]
Killing the game, ’bout to catch a body
Passed the Harley, Dukie on the Ducati
Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
God damn, man, everybody got Bugattis
But I’mma keep it hella 1987
Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki

I’m stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the Wasabi
I’m so low that my scrotum’s almost dragging up on the concrete
My seat is leather, alright, I’m lying, it’s pleather
But girl, we could still ride together
You don’t need a Uber, you don’t need a cab
Fuck a bus pass, you got a Moped man

She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair
Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player

[Hook]
Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that will keep her safe
(Downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
(Downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs
(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
Downtown
You don’t want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
Downtown
What you see is what you get girl
Don’t ever forget girl
Ain’t seen nothing yet until you’re
Downtown

[Interlude 2]
Dope
Cut the bullshit
Get off my mullet
Stone washed, so raw
Moped like a bullet
You can’t catch me
A po-po can’t reprimand me

I’m in a B-Boy stance, I’m not dancing
I got your girl on the back going tandem
Cause I’m too damn quick, I’m too damn slick
Whole downtown yelling out “Who that is?”

[Verse 3]
It’s me, the M, the A-C, the K
Sounding like a French pimp from back in the day
I take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skate
I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free
I’m perusing down fourth and they watching me
I do a handstand, the eagle lands on my seat

Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain’t free
Now do you or do you not wanna ride with me
I got one girl, I got two wheels
She a big girl, that ain’t a big deal
I like a big girl, I like ’em sassy
Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet

Running around the whole town
Neighbors yelling at me like, “You need to slow down”
“Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck out
Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down”

If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you
Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view
There’s layers to this shit player, tiramisu, tiramisu

Let my coat-tail drag but I ain’t tearing my suit, tearing my suit

[Hook]
Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
Downtown, downtown
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that will keep her safe
(Downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
(Downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs
Downtown
You don’t want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
Downtown
What you see is what you get girl
Don’t ever forget girl
Ain’t seen nothing yet until you’re
Downtown

[Outro]
You don’t want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
Downtown
What you see is what you get girl
Don’t ever forget girl
Ain’t seen nothing yet until you’re
Downtown

Check out this video with Eric Nally in his group Foxy Shazam.  Personally, I prefer him in “Downtown”, but this gives you a taste of the music he usually sings.

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