The Prodigy es una banda británica de música electrónica formada en 1990 por el tecladista y compositor principal Liam Howlett. El grupo surgió en Braintree, Essex, y rápidamente se destacó en la escena rave del Reino Unido.
El nombre The Prodigy proviene del sintetizador Moog Prodigy que Howlett utilizaba para componer sus primeras creaciones musicales. La formación original incluía a Liam Howlett, Keith Flint (bailarín y vocalista), Leeroy Thornhill (bailarín), y Maxim Reality (MC y vocalista).
El primer sencillo de la banda, "What Evil Lurks", fue lanzado en 1991 y marcó el inicio de su carrera musical. Sin embargo, su primer gran éxito llegó con el sencillo "Charly", que combinaba ritmos breakbeat con samples de un antiguo anuncio de servicio público inglés.
Su álbum debut, Experience, lanzado en 1992, consolidó su posición en la escena electrónica. Con temas como "Out of Space" y "Jericho", el álbum fusionaba elementos de techno, rave y breakbeat. La energía en sus presentaciones en vivo y sus innovadoras producciones establecieron a The Prodigy como pioneros en su género.
En 1994, el grupo lanzó su segundo álbum, Music for the Jilted Generation. Este trabajo mostró una madurez musical, alejándose del sonido rave inicial y explorando territorios más oscuros y agresivos. Canciones como "Voodoo People" y "No Good (Start the Dance)" se convirtieron en clásicos instantáneos.
La verdadera revolución llegó con el álbum The Fat of the Land en 1997, que incluyó éxitos mundiales como "Firestarter"
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Field Marshal P
Yeah, that's right, of course
Uh, uh
Yeah, ayo, uh-huh
Field Marshal P
Soldier you step inside my room solute (solute)
At attention, pay attention
When P say something it's the truth
The Universe is my witness (uh-huh)
It's all what these demon cops tried to do
It's all our leaders that got hit
It's all the shooting that hit our leaders too
Nigga I'm a vet, on the streets I'm a King
Push it to the maximum when I do my thang
My words will shock you, my songs will scare you
You fit to die real soon, let me prepare you
For that rectangle box, you deserve to die, you dirty lil f***
You ungrateful, un-loyal, I'll have my ni*** Un take care of you
Or my ni*** Fox, you just light work, real simple
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Nigga I'm a pro, in the rap world I'm a god
I only hear the facts; I'm death to your garbage
I only spit the rap, if the shit's real
I only lie to the police on the real
New York Pricks and Dicks (NYPD) know the deal
They wanna do the kid like my ni*** Sean Bell
F*** that, it be a racist cop buried there
With the bagpipe music, I'll burn another L
To amazing grace, what a perfect song
Was blind but now you see us, it's not a game at all
Y'all some slimy snakes, bunch of reptile cops
The government and military all corrupt
I ain't on that shade the world shit
I'm a share my experiences, been through hell and back
Now I'm right back in hell, dunn I'll be right back
Yeah, but in the meanwhile...
Cops said a ni*** tried to get you a charge
Get cameras, 'cause they might plan some shit in your car
But yet the god just talking the fact he got lips
They gave 'em 42 months; he got bagged with that grip
Word is bond, I was just right there
I've seen the judge's face, military mind
I preached to ni*** "fuck jakes"
The Hip-Hop could suck my dick
Down right they trying to hate on us, destruct our clique
Big Joe was in the Garden the night of Sean Bell death
Had plans to kill a ni*** the minute Sean Bell left
Trying to slant the victim's characters for wrong judan
Niggas scared to hang around me like "what's wrong with Un? "
But f*** 'em, ni*** down to take bullets when we were leaving
And we don't get mad we get even
Before you violate my rights and start looking
Shit is candid in the car you're searching, I got footage
[Chorus: Prodigy]