10 Horrifying Lyrics from The Weeknd + Live Video of “Can’t Feel My Face”

Posted by The G on November 21, 2015 under G Reviews, G Videos, The G Spot | 3 Comments to Read

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Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

In the 1980s when I was a kid and I turned on the radio to the current pop music stations, I vividly remember my parents thinking our music was “just a bunch of noise” in comparison to the classic rock and roll of the era they grew up in.  Years later, we gained an appreciation of each others music primarily based on the lasting effects both kinds of music had on the world.  I’ve always tried to stay current on the latest in music and in the streaming music generation and it gets harder and and harder to find music that I could find myself wanting to listen to one time, let alone over and over again.  I have found myself retreating to “obscure indie bands” so that at a minimum, I can listen to music being made and sung by actual musicians.  I am really not a fan of the autotune world we live in, where it takes over 5 writers to compose the most simplistic and banal lyrics imaginable.  I have also found that mainstream radio, which I used to enjoy so much, is so offensive to my ear drums, I’d rather listen to silence than what the current pop channels have to offer.

With that being said, for a lot of the modern music super stars, I am familiar with their names (primarily because they can’t seem to keep out of the scandal pages for being despicable people – but we’ll save that discussion for another time), and I find I don’t know the music that makes them famous.  When a name keeps popping up, I often take a chance and go see them live and I experience their music for the first time when they are standing before me.  Also a discussion for another time – try it some time.  It really takes you out of your comfort zone and I can say from doing this hundreds of times, there are not a lot of people that are willing to take this chance.  When I did this for Miley Cyrus last year, I found myself feeling like an “old person” as I was completely shocked at how bad her music was (despite thinking she had a good voice) and also what a bad role model she is for teens, her main audience, who attended the concert without parental supervision, dressing up like complete sluts and in winter time, no less!  Trust me, I am one of the most liberal people you’ll ever meet and I found myself cringing with horror, which messes with my head because it makes me feel like I am an old person who is judging the youth.

Enter Abel Tesfaye, also known by his stage name: The Weeknd (sic).  Three of his songs slipped onto my radar: “Nocturnal,” a dance track with Disclosure, “Prisoner,” a duet with Lana Del Rey (a track I don’t really care for, but I like Lana’s vocals) and “Can’t Feel My Face,” an uptempo track that almost rips off the music for a song called “Jaded” by Soul Decision verbatim (but I like that song).  That was enough for me to go see The Weeknd, who played 4 sold out shows at New York arenas (2 at Madison Square Garden and 2 at Barlcays Center in Brooklyn).  If a performer can play to approximately 70,000 people over the course of 1 week, his music must be something special, so I took a chance and went to see him at Barclays Center on November 19, 2015.

At the conclusion of The Weeknd’s show, I found that he has a decent voice and I enjoyed the light show that included explosions and fire.  What I didn’t enjoy was walking out of the concert feeling dumbfounded in a similar manner (but with different circumstances) like I did when I left the Miley Cyrus concert a year ago at the same venue.  I should also point out that I do my best to avoid the news, but occasionally, items hit my radar, typically after they are discussed ad nauseum.  One such item is “Black Lives Matter.”  It’s hard to escape that sound byte.  With what little I know on the matter, one way to make that so is for all of us, black, white or green to start treating each other with respect.  Seems like a no-brainer to me, but to the 70,000 that sang along word for word to songs by The Weeknd, the so called “N-Word” was uttered so many times that I lost count.  In my opinion, it sets any progress this movement might have made backwards by leaps and bounds and not only is this guy selling out arenas, but he is also winning awards for his music!  WHAT???  Nearly every song is bragging about being high out of his mind, fucking, beating up and degrading bitches (his words, not mine) and causing havoc with his niggaz (his words, not mine).   Sounds like he should be in jail instead of being celebrated as the “new Michael Jackson.”  This is like a Kathy Bates in Misery moment, where you want to shout “HAVE YOU ALL GOT AMNESIA!?” Do parents know what their kids are really listening to?  And if so, Madonna and 2 Live Crew are owed an apology because at the time, they were mocked for being too scandalous and that stuff could be taught in church in comparison to what The Weeknd was telling his followers!   So with that, I decided to compile a list of 10 of the most horrifying lyrics I heard at The Weeknd’s concert.  The items that make the list are included for their horrifying lyrical content, because if we wanted to do one with all the bad grammar and misspelled words, we could be here for days.

After the jump, see if you are as horrified as I am or if you think I am an oldster that needs to get with the times.  Please let me know in the comments section, and include your age if you would, please.

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

1. “I’m never rocking white, I’m like a racist
I don’t drink my liquor with a chasin’
And money is the only thing I’m chasin’
And some dope dimes on some coke lines
Give me head all night, cum four times
Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
Do an ounce, get some dick
Tell her friends about it” – from “Tell Your Friends”

2.  “Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
How I roll, how I be off that coke
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it
I’m that nigga with the hair
Singing ’bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill” – from “Tell Your Friends”

3. “Ask me if I do this every day, I said “Often”
Ask how many times she rode the wave, “Not so often”
Bitches down to do it either way, often
Baby I can make that pussy rain, often
Often, often, girl I do this often
Make that pussy poppin’, do it how I want it
Often, often, girl I do this often
Make that pussy poppin’, do it how I want it often” – from “Often”

4. “I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe

I’ma let you know and keep it simple
Tryna keep it up, don’t seem so simple
I just fucked two bitches ‘fore I saw you” – from “The Hills”

5. “Only losers go to school
They can’t teach what they can’t prove
Come put this inside a test-tube
Because stupid’s next to “I love you”” – from “Losers”

 

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

6. “Lay yourself beside me
Ohh
Hold tight
For this ride
We don’t need no protection” from “High For This”

7. “I got a brand new girl call it Rudolph
She’ll probably OD before I show her to mama
All these girls tryna tell me she got no love
And all these girls never ever got her blow job
Ringtone on silent
And if she stops then I might get violent
No calls worth stopping
So mama please stop calling” – from “The Party”

8. “Waking up, half past five
Blood on pillow and one bruised eye
Drunk too much, you know what I’m like
But you should’ve seen the other guy” from “Dark Times”

9. “Don’t be mad let her get hers, don’t be mad let her get hers
She make her own luck, she don’t give a fuck
She tryna have fun, take a break from the love
Man your girl so bad let me get her, your girl so bad let me get her
I make my own luck, I make that pussy talk
On call to the fall, he can like it or not
Nigga back the fuck up
If you ain’t with me motherfucker you against me
If you ain’t complimenting, nigga you offending
I been out here last year wasting hella time
XO is the only time invested
Them fall shows every year like a birthday
And I’m a do it every year in my birthplace
And I ain’t been this gone since Thursday
I never said that I’d be sober in the first place” from “King of the Fall”

10. “Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
Whatever, together
Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Now watch us chase it
With a handful of pills
No chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers
And she bad in her head bad
Escaping, her van is wonderland
And it’s half-past six
Weed’s nice cause time don’t exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables
Got some brand new tables
All glass and it’s four feet wide
But it’s a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag
I got her wetter than a wet nap
And no closed doors
So I listen to her moans echo
“I heard he do drugs now”
You heard wrong I been on them for a minute
We just never act a fool
That’s just how we fuckin’ living
And when we act a fool
It’s probably cause we mixed it
Yeah I’m always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal
Ain’t no fucking phony
Big O know the deal
He the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat
Like he fucking told me
Is that your girl, what’s her fucking story?
“She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony”” – from “House of Balloons / Glass Table Girls”

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd

If you’ve made it through to this point, here is your reward – it’s my favorite track from The Weeknd, a song about being high on drugs entitled “Can’t Feel My Face.”   I hope you enjoy it.  I’m going to go jump off a bridge now.

 

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  • Gail said,

    Geez, what a lyrical mortifying horrorshow. I bet his parents are proud, not.

    That said, I thought your argument was well crafted, presented and defended. I think I’ll pass on The Weeknd’s idea of “music.”

  • Derek said,

    At this point, we are at a stage, where everyone is trying to come up with lyrics that make them seem like the craziest person in pop.

    Since Lady Gaga, we have seen people trying to make them selves seem more an more outrageous.

    Case and point, Myley Cyrus.

    Why?

    Because breaking a mold makes you stand out more, gets you more publicity, and makes people pay more attention to you. This raises your google/yahoo/bing ratings. The more you are talked about, the more people are paying attention to the music you are spouting.

    Bad Girl/Bad Boy images get more media coverage than the good girl / good boy image. Its all about the numbers.

    Even so, stopping to comment on how atrocious one’s lyrics are, is great for us adults, but as people share your post on Facebook, it will get around to the kids. The kids will buy the music. They will listen to it. They will know that their parents don’t approve of it. Then they will mindlessly follow the lyrics to their own demise. They will do this until they are 30+ , with kids, and listening to the lyrics their kids are listening to. Then they will say, “Oh, what the hell is this crap!?”. Then, the cycle will begin again.

    Congratulations on prolonging the digital download of this bands horrible music.

  • eric said,

    The Weeknd’s lyrics and style is nothing new. He was rapping about the drugs and the girls since his 3 EPs. So don’t blame him for singing about what he likes. If anything, you should blame the media or music industry for KNOWING this and still trying to make him mainstream. He doesnt want to change his style or what he sings about, and the fans, myself included, and grateful for him not changing. knock on wood. but I give him props for not changing his style even though the music industry is trying to get him to sell out.