Meykhana
Meykhana (Azerbaijani: Meyxana) is a distinctive Azerbaijani literary and folk rap tradition, consisting of an unaccompanied song performed by one or more people improvising on a particular subject. Meykhana is distinct from spoken word poetry in that it is performed in time to a beat.
Meykhana is often compared to hip hop music, also known as national rap among Azerbaijani residents, as it also includes performers that is spoken lyrically, in rhyme and verse, generally to an instrumental or synthesized beat. Performers also incorporate synthesizers, drum machines, and live bands. Meykhana masters may write, memorize, or improvise their lyrics and perform their works a cappella or to a beat.
Etymology
The name of this genre comes from the traditional Persian meykhane (tavern, pub), which itself originated from the Persian words mey (wine) and khane (house). The professional performers of meykhana are known as the Söz Ustadı (Word Masters) in Azeri, also called as the meykhana masters.
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by: MecanoLa primera vez apenas me gustó
fué por la nariz
por no decir que no
que el no es de cobardes
y a los dieciseis
se prueba como es de hondo
el rio con los dos pies
La segunda vez, me fué gustando mas
sentí su poder
su sensación de paz
y a los pocos meses
me empecé a picar
Yo siempre pense que lo podía controlar
lo de dejarlo ya lo he intentado más de una vez
y más de cinco y mas de diez
Pero no hay forma no hay manera
con la mierda del caballo no hay quien
pueda olerla es Meter los pies
Cuando no quedó ya nada que robarles
me empecé a chutar
delante de mis padres
pero me agobiaban
venga a preguntar
Dinos hijo mio: que es lo que hemos hecho mal
lo de dejarlo ya lo he intentado más de una vez
y más de cinco y mas de diez
Pero no hay forma no hay manera
con la mierda del caballo no hay quien pueda
Si estas enganchao
te quedan dos de dos
robar pa comprar
o venderla y sisar
Y las dos terminan antes o después
con el culo roto y el sida en Carabanchel
lo de dejarlo
lo de dejarlo.