VIDEO: Quelle Chris – “Obamacare”

Great collage style video off of Quelle Chris’ upcoming Guns LP – out March 29 via Mello Music Group (pre-order now).

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Quelle Chris on Obamacare: “Obamacare came together just as organically as everything else on Guns. I’d been sitting on a few arrangements of two samples for a couple months. While in Oakland I was working with Chris Keys and Sean 5ill (Roger Billagio from Being You Is Great). Keys was doing an unintentional bit as an angry drum instructor that led to some amazing breaks. Once the drums existed the homeless samples basically feel into place. Keys then added his amazing piano but the real star of the song (besides my bars), the real cherry on top, the Vanjie Drag Race exit was the final edition. The bass line laid down by Keys. The rest is history. Plus I’d like to think of my music as free healthcare for all.”

Directed & Edited by Quelle Chris: “Like most of my visuals I try to find the place where proper pairing and a good excuse to try my hand at something I always loved as a kid meet. The video for Obamacare is an homage to many of my favorite PBS, Sesame Street shorts with a touch of Terry Gilliam (and I mean a drip. Trust me I know my place. Lol). It’s one of my favorite songs on the album so I figured doing collage work in the style of my favorite era of animation was fitting. About 95% of the video was taken from the pages of archived magazines. Next video will likely be animatronics if this trend continues.”

“Obamacare” Lyrics:

I’m trying to burn this bitch down
I ain’t trying to break in
Fuck yo opinion bout us to me don’t mean nathan
I Brought the wave brought the rain brought the lake in
Eyes on the cake and yours is for the taking
Wait man
Puffin Micheal Jordan catch a lot of air
Shutting down your city then we outta there
Everyone can get it like Obamacare
Keep it buddy they don’t problems here

Bucket over earlobes
headache under headdress
Grinding like I’m soon dying
Till I’m laid up bed rest
It’s Quelle Chris all day shit
I don’t need no playlist
Handsome black and headstrong
you nervous till they nails gone
Step out daddy long legs
Cab Calloway stride
Make a rapper freeze up like I was Zack in bayside
I be knuckle down ape
And bout my business back straight
I was never weirdo
They just had to acclimate
Please they grip the draws like coppertone dogs
But ain’t got shit to say like back when poppa doc lost
More reach than doctor ocs arms
Crazy trying to play me you better call saul
train of thought on track RR my r&r
Floating through the fog off more drugs than a debarg
Don’t think it wasn’t when it was he’s no mirage
This what’s happening it’s Rerun Dwayne and Raj

I’m trying to burn this bitch down
I ain’t trying to break in
Fuck yo opinion bout us to me don’t mean nathan
I Brought the wave brought the rain brought the lake in
Eyes on the cake and yours is for the taking
Wait man
Puffin Micheal Jordan catch a lot of air
Shutting down your city then we outta there
Everyone can get it like Obamacare
Keep it buddy they don’t problems here

I’m feeling like a million stacks
How de fuck you do
Seeing how you living bet you probably feel a buck or two
Hoe shit insured sucka proof
No deductible
Good neighbors with state pharmaceuticals by the bucketloads
That’s Big Green like ferrigno
if you down like feather pillows
We got wax without the earlobe
If you matching hold the euro
No tobacco just the pure smoke.
Powdered keif looking like churros
If you choke up you get higher
Word to Bridget and dinero
In a far south beach house
ashy ass Knees out
Barring up beats bounce
eating steak and eggs til my feet gout
Hippy type freak outs with woke whites who beast hype
Dropping n words for my nigga friends only black folks can recite
Thats free life
Thought he wasn’t when he was it
Been it from the beginning
Just getting better every minute
Smoking gun
Catching the killer and creator
Gave em 2 for 1
Don’t thank me later

I’m trying to burn this bitch down
I ain’t trying to break in
Fuck yo opinion bout us to me don’t mean nathan
I Brought the wave brought the rain brought the lake in
Eyes on the cake and yours is for the taking
Wait man
Puffin Micheal Jordan catch a lot of air
Shutting down your city then we outta there
Everyone can get it like Obamacare
Keep it buddy they don’t problems here

Dumping dutchie guts out the window
Keep it buddy strictly for the kinfolk
Lighting up the outdoor in the indoor
This ain’t for you this is for the kinfolk (2X)