Apéndice 1. Para Llevar a Cabo Nuestra Investigación No Solo
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Apéndice 1. Para llevar a cabo nuestra investigación no solo tuvimos la necesidad de procesar los datos en su versión oral, sino que nos apoyamos en las letras de los raps para poder explotarlos y procesarlos textualmente. En esta sección aportamos las letras de todas las canciones que formaron parte de este proyecto. Debemos señalar que estos temas fueron modificados posteriormente para adaptarlos a las necesidades del estudio. Es decir, los títulos, las anotaciones técnicas, las partes cantadas por autores que no se correspondía con los patrones buscados, etc. fueron eliminados para preservar la autenticidad de los hablantes y no contaminar los resultados. 1. Raperos europeoamericanos. 1.1. Beastie Boys. Artist: Beastie Boys Album: Licensed to Ill Song: Brass Monkey (chorus) Brass Monkey - that funky Monkey Brass Monkey - junkie That funky Monkey Got this dance that's more than real Drink Brass Monkey - here's how you feel Put your left leg down - your right leg up Tilt your head back - let's finish the cup M.C.A. with the bottle - D. rocks the can Adrock gets nice with Charlie Chan We're offered Moet - we don't mind Chivas Wherever we go with bring the Monkey with us Adrock drinks three - Mike D. is D. Double R. foots the bill most definitely I drink Brass Monkey and I rock well I got a Castle in Brooklyn - that's where I dwell (repeat chorus) Cause I drink it anytime - and anyplace When it's time to get ill - I pour it on my face Monkey tastes Def when you pour it on ice Come on y'all it's time to get nice Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky Me and the crew - we're drinking Brass Monkey This girl walked by - she gave me the eye I reached in the locker - grabbed the Spanish Fly I put it with the Monkey - mixed it in the cup Went over to the girl, "Yo baby, what's up?" I offered her a sip - the girl she gave me lip It did begin the stuff wore in and now she's on my tip (repeat chorus) Step up to the bar - put the girl down She takes a big gulp and slaps it around Take a sip - you can do it - you get right to it We had a case in the place and we went right through it You got a dry Martini - thinking you're cool I'll take your place at the bar - I smack you off your stool I'll down a '40 dog" in a single gulp And if you got beef you'll get beat to a pulp Monkey and parties and reelin' and rockin' Def, def - girls, girls - all y'all jockin' The song and dance keeping you in a trance If you don't buy my record I got my advance I drink it - I think it - I see it - I be it I love Brass Monkey but I won't give D. it We got the bottle - you got the cup Come on everybody let's get ffffff (repeat chorus) Artist: Beastie Boys Album: Licensed to Ill Song: Girls Girls - all I really want is girls And in the morning it's girls Cause in the evening it's girls I like the way that they walk And it's chill to hear them talk And I can always make them smile From White Castle to the Nile Back in the day There was this girl around the way She liked by home-piece M.C.A. He said he would not give her play I asked him, "Please?" - he said, "You may." Her pants were tight and that's ok If she would dance - I would D.J. We took a walk down to the bay I hope she'll say, "Hey me and you should hit the hay!" I asked her out - she said, "No way!" So I broke North with no delay I heard she moved real far away That was two years ago this May I seen her just the other day Jockin' Mike D. to my dismay Girls - to do the dishes Girls - to clean up my room Girls - to do the laundry Girls - and in the bathroom Girls - that's all I really want is girls Two at a time - I want girls With new wave hairdos - I want girls I ought to whip out my - girls, girls, girls, girls, girls! Artist: Beastie Boys Album: Licensed to Ill Song: Hold it Now - Hit it! Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills Sipping pints of ale out the window sill When I get my fill I'm chilly chill Now I just got home because I'm out on bail What's the time? - it's time to buy ale Peter eater - parking meter all of the time If I run out of ale - it's Thunderbird wine Miller drinking - chicken eating - dress so fly I got friends in high places that are keeping me high Dow with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle (chorus) Hold it now - hit it! M.C. - Adam Yauch in the place to be And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D. I'm down with Mike D. and it ain't no baloney For real, not phony - "O.E." and Rice-a-Roni I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day And I'm the King Adrock and he's M.C.A. Well I'm cruising, I'm bruising - I'm never ever losing I'm in my car - I'm going far and dust is what I'm using Around the way is where I'm from And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juice My name's Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis (repeat chorus) Hip-hop, body rockin' - doing the do Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps My name's Mike D. and I write my own snaps I'm a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from Cheap-skate, perpetrating - money hungry jerk Everyday I drink a "O.E." and I don't go to work You drippy nose knuckle-head - you're we behind the ears You like men - and we like beer. (repeat chorus) King of the Ave. with the Def female You're rhyming and stealin' with the freshest ale Cooling at the crib watching my TV Ed Norton - Ted Knight - and Mr. Ed Pump it up homeboy - just don't stop Chef Boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot I take no slack cause I got the knack And I'm never dusting out cause I torch that crack The King Adrock - that is my name And you're drinking Moet - we got the champagne A quarter dropping - going shopping buying wigs Surgeon general cut professor - D.J. Thigs (repeat chorus) Artist: Beastie Boys Album: Licensed to Ill Song: No Sleep Til Brooklyn (chorus) No sleep 'til - Brooklyn Foot on the pedal - never ever false metal Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle My job's ain't a job - it's a damn good time City to city - I'm running my rhymes On location - touring around the nation Beastie Boys always on vacation Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable I do what I do best because I'm illing and able Ain't no faking - your money I'm taking Going coast to coast - watching all the girlies shaking While you're at the job working nine to five The Beastie Boys at the Garden - cold kickin' it live (bridge) No sleep 'til - Another place - another train Another bottle in the brain Another girl - another fight Another drive all night Our manager's crazy - he always smokes dust He's got his own room at the back of the bus Tour around the world - you rock around the clock Plane to hotel - girls on the jock We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style Getting paid along the way cause it's worth your while Four on the floor - Adrock's out the door M.C.A.'s in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back (repeat bridge) (repeat chorus) Ain't seen the light since we started this band M.C.A. - get on the mic my man Born and bred Brooklyn - U.S.A. They all me Adam Yauch - but I'm M.C.A. Like a lemon to a lime - a lime to a lemon I sip the def ale with all the fly women Got limos, arena, TV shows Autograph pictures and classy hos Step off homes - get out of my way Taxing little girlies form here to L.A. Waking up but I get to sleep Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week (repeat chorus) Artist: Beastie Boys Album: Licensed to Ill Song: Paul Revere How here's a little story - I've got to tell About three bad brothers - you know so well It started way back in history With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Mike D.