King Without A Crown

So I’ve been listening to Matisyahu a lot recently. Amazing music. Here’s an excerpt from Pandora‘s mini-bio on him:

When Matisyahu emerged with his debut album, Shake Off the Dust…Arise, in 2004, his musical persona seemed to some a novelty. Here was a Hasidic Jew, dressed in a black suit with a broad-brimmed black hat worn over a yarmulke, and sporting a full, untrimmed beard, who nevertheless performed toasting raps about the glories of traditional Judaism over reggae beats in a dancehall style directly from Jamaica, punctuating his performances with stage diving. It may have seemed like a joke at first, but Matisyahu was serious, and he began to attract press notices to go with the enthusiastic audiences that packed his concerts.”

I wont ramble and ruin that picture. Without further ado, keep that description in mind and read these lyrics:

King Without A Crown

You’re all that I have and you’re all that I need
Each and every day I pray to get to know you please
I wanna to be close to you, yes I’m so hungry
You’re like water for my soul when it gets thirsty
Without you there’s no me
You’re the air that I breathe
Sometimes the world is dark and I just can’t see
With these, demons surround all around to bring me down to negativity
But I believe, yes I believe, I said I believe
I’ll stand on my own two feet
Won’t be brought down on one knee
Fight with all of my might and get these demons to flee
Hashem’s rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Hashem’s rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Out of darkness comes light, twilight unto the heights
Crown Heights burnin’ up all through the twilight
Said, thank you to my God, now I finally got it right
And I’ll fight with all of my heart, and all a’ my soul, and all a’ my might

Chorus :
What’s this feeling?
My love will rip a hole through the ceiling
I give myself to you now from the essence of my being
And I sing to my God songs of love and healing
I want Mashiach now, time we start revealing
What’s this feeling?
My love will rip a hole through the ceiling
I give myself to you now from the essence of my being
And I sing to my God songs of love and healing
I want Mashiach now

Bridge:
Me no want no sinsemilla
That would only bring me down
Burn away by brain no way my brain is too compound
Elevate on my soul you’re a fire in my sound
Like the sun over some rain earning up to a cloud
Torah food for my brain let it rain till I drown
Thunder!
Let the blessing’s come down

Strip away the layers and reveal your soul
Give yourself up and then you become whole
You’re a slave to yourself and you don’t even know
You want to live the fast life but your brain moves slow
If you’re trying to stay high then you’re bound to stay low
You want God but you can’t deflate your ego
If you’re already there then there’s nowhere to go
If you’re cup’s already full then its bound to overflow
If you’re drowning in the waters and you can’t stay afloat
Ask Hashem for mercy and he’ll throw you a rope
You’re looking for help from God you say he couldn’t be found
Looking up to the sky and searching beneath the ground
Like a King without his Crown
Yes I wanna get down
King without his Crown
Yes I keep fallin’ down
You really want to live but can’t get rid of your frown
Tried to reach unto the heights and wound bound down on the ground

Chorus
What’s this feeling?
My love will rip a hole through the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being
And I sing to my God this song of love and healing
I want Mashiach now and it’s time to start revealing

Bridge 2:
Reelin’ him in, reel in him
Where ya been
Where ya been for so long
It’s hard to stay strong
I’ve been living in galus [exile] for a life too long
I said where you’ve been
Where ya been for so long

Wow. Psalm 63 instantly comes to mind. The thirst. The rhymes look lame on paper, but I think that’s true for a lot of reggae. When I listened to the version on Matisyahu’s “Live From Stubb’s” album, I literally got a tingling in my stomach. And hairs standing up on my neck. I dunno, maybe electric is the word for it.

“My love will rip a hole through the ceiling” … “Torah food for my brain let it rain till I drown”

Love it. :)

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