Black Eyed Peas, Yesterday è il nuovo singolo senza Fergie (video)

Dopo quattro anni di pausa, i  sono tornati alla ribalta con un nuovo video musicale che è una sorta di tributo al periodo d'oro dell'hip-hop, ossia quello a cavallo tra la fine degli anni '80 e l'inizio degli anni '90. 

La traccia si intitola "Yesterday" ed è stata pubblicata per celebrare il 20esimo anniversario della formazione di Los Angeles, che per la prima volta si ritrova senza la cantante , al lavoro sul suo secondo album da solista.

Nel videoclip si vedono , Taboo e apl.de.ap all'interno di un negozio di dischi intenti a cercare i vinili di artisti rap che hanno ispirato il gruppo. Tra le loro mani finiscono classici come "Reachin (A New Refutation of Time and Space)" dei Digable Planets, "3 Feet High and Rising" dei De La Soul, "Straight Outta Compton" dei N.W.A. e "It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back" dei .

Nel pezzo il trio hip hop non solo rende omaggio agli MC del passato, ma utilizza anche diversi samples da "Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta Fuck Wit" dei , "Straight Outta Compton" dei sopracitati N.W.A. e "Shimmy Shimmy Ya" degli Ol'Dirty Bastard.

Bisogna ammettere che senza Fergie non sono la stessa cosa, ma bisogna anche dire che i tre musicisti hanno un nuovo manager, un certo Scooter Braun, lo stesso di due pezzi da novanta come e Ariana Grande.

Guarda qui sotto il video di Yesterday, il nuovo singolo dei Black Eyed Peas

Lyrics Yesterday - Black Eyed Peas

Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

Yesterday

We going back to the front, give them what they want

Back to the past, retro glass

Back to the leader, back to reviews

Take them back to the future

Take them to the true school

Cause we was breaking atoms, live at the barbeque

Now we reminiscing, pumping Audio Two

Listening to niggas, niggas with them attitudes

Apl with some Black Sheep screaming

"You can get with this or you can get with that"

Smoke emcees, or you could smoke crack

You can sell dope, or you can sell raps

I sell dope raps cause that's where it's at

Now I'm back on the scene, crispy and clean hip hop fiend

Source Magazine, World Famous is the Supreme Team

SP-1200 drum machine, hail to Latifah she be the queen

DMC and Run be the kings, king of rock

My nigga Ice-T killed a cop

And we be to rap what key be to lock

I'm cool like that, I'm cool like that

I move like that because I'm smooth like that

I rap like that because I'm phat like that

I rock like that because I got it like that

And I'm ill like that, skilled like that

Phil-i-ppines, cause I feel like that

I'm real like that, yes, I'm chill like that

He gots the chill

I got pounds and pounds of peas you know

I'm not Large Professor but I'm an extra pro

Punks jump up to punk rock'n'roll

The Master P-nut is a pistachio

The Peas peak past the pinnacle plateau

Posses a fresh Porsche, I don't push Peugeot

Packing out paper in a pass I was pulled

Get paid to rock mics and used to call the show

Here we go, yo, here we go, yo

Check the flow yo, cause this retro

It's my classic mani-fucking-festo

Lyrically I'm magic, fucking presto

Insuring hip-hop like gecko

Making sure it won't stop, baby, heck no

That's a what, that's a what, the scenario

Reminiscing while I listen to the stereo

I reminisce, I reminisce

I reminisce, I reminisce

When it's sounding like this

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to rappable

Cause oh baby, I like it raw

Yeah baby, I like it raw

Oh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby, I like it raw

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yey

Comment allez-vous, parlez vous francais?

Adios motherfuckers, bon voyage

Home of the liquid flows and Liquid Swords

Black eyed killer peas on the swarm

Coming to your college and disco dorm

Y'all can't touch my skills

I can switch it up Das Efx and get iggity-iggity-ill

Yiggity-yes rapper, my style is unique

Iggity ice on my teeth, so it's cold when I speak

Word to mom, I'm in my own world

Galaxy raised, powerful

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

I wanna go back to yesterday

So I can hit you with the bass, how low can you go?

I get lower than the midget doing limbo

I got shit that you haven't heard a while ago

'88-'92 the style'll go, way back, rocking on the A-track

Memorex, TDK, all of that, throw back before all the rap

Willy is his name and the boy's coming, Straight Out of L.A

A crazy motherfucker named Willy

I'm so cold my flow stay chilly

I got a laser aimed at them haters

And I'm cutting motherfuckers with my razor

You too boy, if you fuck with me

I'mma dice you up, slice you up quickly

I signed to Ruthless when Dre dropped Dre Day

That's why I do this, to bring you back to yesterday

(Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday) Tiger style

There's no place to hide as I step inside the room

Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom, bam, I slam

Aw, man, you fucking with will.i.am

Cause I'm torching and scorching, my style is awesome

Cracking motherfuckers' skulls like it's porcelain

Ay yo, let's save hip hop from Dr. Kevorkian

Bring it right here, right back to its origin

Ay yo, I'mma hop in my motherfucking DeLorean

So I can go back and fucking perform again

Ay yo, I [?] some wind mills and some fucking linoleum

MC mic controlling them, I was like

I was steady policing them

Killing emcees, I was straight deceasing them

Compute-deleting them 'til them niggas don't exist

Because Black Eyes Peas is hard as hell

Battle anybody, I don't care if you tell

I excel, they all fail, I told them motherfuckers I'mma take them...

Back to yesterday

I'm taking you back to yesterday

I'm taking you back to yesterday

I'm taking you back to yesterday

I took you back to yesterday

I took you back to yesterday

I took you back to yesterday

I took you back to yesterday

And now I'm taking you to the future

I'm taking you to the future

I'm taking you to the future

I'm taking you to the future

I'm taking you to the future

Taking you to the future

Take you to the future

Take you to the future

Future, future, future, future, future...