En abril de 1967, una banda británica llamada Procol Harum emergió en el panorama musical, liderada por el carismático Gary Brooker. Brooker era un talentoso pianista y vocalista, conocido por su habilidad para fusionar el rock con elementos de música clásica. Le acompañaban el letrista Keith Reid, el guitarrista Robin Trower, el baterista B.J. Wilson, el tecladista Matthew Fisher y el bajista David Knights.
No tardaron mucho en dejar su huella en la música. En mayo de 1967, lanzaron su primer sencillo, "A Whiter Shade of Pale", una mezcla hipnótica de rock, pop y música clásica, adornada con el órgano de Fisher y la evocadora letra de Reid. La canción no solo se convirtió en un éxito mundial, sino que también estableció a Procol Harum como pioneros del rock sinfónico. Hasta el día de hoy, es considerada una de las piezas más icónicas de la música moderna.
A medida que avanzaba su carrera, la formación de Procol Harum sufrió varios cambios. Robin Trower dejó la banda en 1971 para seguir una carrera en solitario, siendo reemplazado por Dave Ball y posteriormente por Mick Grabham. A pesar de estos cambios, el núcleo creativo constituido por Brooker y Reid mantuvo cohesionado el grupo.
Do It Song Lyrics
Do It by Procol Harum P
Pack up
All you out your league
I be the Nigga In Charge
Y'all be the niggas under me
This is my house
What the f**k you think
You get spanked comin up in my sh*t
I run this
My sh*t pop like them white boys on MTV
Your sh*t sound weak when it's played after me
There is no competition
I'm the number 1 album of 2000
Cause your sh*ts suck
Me and Hav be the best niggas to ever do it
What you think it's just music
We live this sh*t
We from the soil the dirt the grain the pain
It still hurts
You can never satisfy my thirst
Y'all niggas had best disperse
I charge niggas with intent
You aint gangstas
Go ahead jump and get plucked nigga
My guns buck and we love to f**k niggas up
If yall niggas want to get at P
Do it
You got problems you want it with me
Come on
If you gangstas, gangbangers, thugs what
Do it do it come on do it
If the ladies want to holla at P
Do it
Gettin hot you want to slide with me
Come on
For my mamis honeys big body bunnies
Come on come on do it
And the sh*t that kill me
Is radio be acting like they can't feel me
Said we too filthy
We uncensored
Not to mention all the drama and tension
When we step in
Your event get shut down when we dumb out
We got good hearts though we aint start the bout
We just brawled em out and hauled em out
Promoters get scared and put on the lights for the house
Dun we just tryin to have fun
Go at the ladies and possibly get in the jump
You crazy
You get blown open son
You tried to stop that flow on a big showboat and got cut the most
While your dogs afloat
Me and mines keep partyin and sparkin dope
Its simple
P is not to be f**ked with
Put your thugs up put your guns up and sh*t
If yall niggas want to get at P
Do it
You got problems you want it with me
Come on
If you gangstas, gangbangers, thugs what
Do it do it come on do it
If the ladies want to holla at P
Do it
Gettin hot you want to slide with me
Come on
For my mamis honeys big body bunnies
Come on come on do it