Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, un dúo que ha dejado una huella imborrable en la industria musical, está compuesto por el rapero Macklemore (cuyo nombre real es Ben Haggerty) y el productor Ryan Lewis. La historia de cómo se unieron es tan fascinante como su música.
Ben Haggerty nació el 19 de junio de 1983 en Seattle, Washington. Desde joven, mostró un profundo interés por la música y la cultura hip-hop. A la edad de seis años, comenzó a escribir letras, y a los 15, ya estaba involucrado en el rap. Haggerty adoptó el nombre artístico de "Macklemore" mientras estudiaba en la Garfield High School. Continuó su amor por la música en la Universidad Estatal de Evergreen, donde se enfocó en educación musical.
Ryan Lewis nació el 25 de marzo de 1988, también en el estado de Washington. Su inclinación por la música y la tecnología lo llevó a la producción musical desde joven. Lewis se graduó de la Roosevelt High School en Seattle y asistió a la Universidad de Washington, donde siguió perfeccionando sus habilidades como productor y DJ.
El destino los unió en 2006 cuando Ryan Lewis fue contratado para realizar fotografías promocionales para Macklemore. Sin embargo, no fue hasta 2008 cuando empezaron a trabajar juntos de lleno. La química entre ellos fue inmediata; compartían un entendimiento profundo sobre la música y una visión similar
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It's like
I met you at my parent's house when I was 14
Seen you my whole life but never got to me
You'd always post in the kitchen
I knew the shelf you lived in
Above where the fridge is, but we never kicked it
Finally I decided to pull you down
Had Pac in the background, pulled the shot glasses out
Grabbed you by your neck even though we just met
Held you close, felt the fire burn my throat
Warmth like the Holy Ghost
I remember thinking: Is this real life?
I had two and wondered what four more would feel like
Predisposed to having an obsession
Codependent before we even had a friendship
Had a dozen of you, already loved you, I couldn't stop
Got on the metro stumbling to 3rd and Pine block
Hit the Micky D's, puked all over the restaurant
Our first date was already running from the cops
I ride with you, lie for you
My tried and true, love I never knew
It kills me to think of a life without you
But sometimes I wonder if you want me to die too
In highschool our relationship was abusive
Addicted to being together, couldn't control my usage
We pass out together on a stranger's lawn
Woke up in a random car too gone to make it to my own prom
But I had to have you even though we'd pass out in bathrooms
Take a month off to show myself
I know myself, don't need no help
Forget the pain, pouring rain
Brown bag full of guilt and shame
Mistress controlling my head
Getting arrested, not remembering anything that I said
And I knew then that I should've left
And I could see if I didn't leave
You'd lead me to death but
I ride with you, lie for you
My tried and true, love I never knew
It kills me to think of a life without you
But sometimes I wonder if you want me to die too
Bitch, you killed my uncle, you're fucking trouble
Socially acceptable and oh, so subtle
You ruined my life and I fucking loved you
Promised relief and left me with a rusty shovel
And some busted rubble
Pieces of my life that you destroyed was once freedom and joy
Was now depression, being unemployed
And I knew I had to change it and face it
And checked into rehab
And 28 days later I remembered who I really was
I remembered where I'm really from
I remembered the beauty of the present moment
That you only get when you connect to the Creator
And the breath inside the chest that fully fills your lungs
I found the people with the same allergy
And what I thought was love was really just my disease
I always thought the problem was you and couldn't believe
When I learned that the whole time my issue was me
I ride with you, lie for you
My tried and true, love I never knew
It kills me to think of a life without you
But sometimes I wonder if you want me to die too
I ride with you, lie for you
My tried and true, love I never knew
It kills me to think of a life without you
But sometimes I wonder if you want me to die too