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Live & Die In LA

by Tara Ellis

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Big Poppa 02:57
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“NOTHING BUT A G THANG - SNOOP DOG” VERSE 1 One, two, three and to the fo Snoop doggy dogg and dr. dre are at the do Ready to make an entrance, so back on up [cause you know we bout had to rip shit up] Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble Compton and long beach together, now you know you in trouble CHORUS Aint nothin but a g thang, baaaaabay! Two loced out gs so were craaaaazay! Death row is the label that paaaaays me! Unfadable, so please dont try to fade this [hell yeah] VERSE 2 But, uh, back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected, so Im a let em understand From a young gs perspective And before me dig out a chick I gotta ta find a contraceptive You never know she could be earnin her man, and at the same time burnin her man CHORUS OUTRO Its like this and like that and like this and uh Its like that and like this and like that and uh Its like this and like that and like this and uh Its like this
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“CALIFORNIA LOVE - 2 PAC” VERSE 1 Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat the state where ya never find a dance floor empty And pimps be on a mission for them greens lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends CHORUS California...knows how to party California...knows how to party In the city of L.A. In the city of good ol' Watts In the city, the city of Compton We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin! VERSE 2 Out on bail fresh out of jail, California dreamin Soon as I step on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin Fiendin for money and alcohol, the life of a Westside player where cowards die, and the strong ball Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (yeah, that's right) Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews CHORUS OUT
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Sprinkle Me 03:00
“SPRINKLE ME - E-40” VERSE 1 I be more hipper than a hippopotamus Get off in your head like a neurologist I Pushin more weight than Atlas Got a partner by the name of 2Pacalypse CHORUS Timah timah.... forty widah Sprinkle me main, Sprinkle me main, Sprinkle me main Big timah timah, big timah.... forty widah-ahh Sprinkle me main, Sprinkle me main, Sprinkle me main VERSE 2 Here comes the top notch, ooh ooh ooh here I be Clicked out me Suga T from the V I`m quick to smob, always down for the job Ya gotta strut that`s a gang of shot (gang of shot) CHORUS OUT Kick the shit suga
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“SO FRESH SO CLEAN - OUTKAST” VERSE 1 Those huge baby eyes get to runnin off at they mouth Tellin me everything that's on yo nasty mind They say your malnutrition in need of vitamin D And inviting me to that tingle in yo spine B-SECTION I love who you are I love who ya ain't I love who you are you're so Anne Frank CHORUS Ain't nobody dope as me I'm just so fresh so clean Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm just so fresh so clean Ain't nobody dope as me I'm just so fresh so clean I love when you stare at me I'm just so fresh so clean
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“I’M IN LOVE WIT A GANGSTER (STRIPPER) - T-PAIN” VERSE 1 His body is the hottest, wit that 6 pack I see you boy On the low, comin down from your high, smoking more I know what your packin, yeah yeah yeah That’s how you keep stackin, yeah yeah yeah Gotta get you over to my crib but you in lockdown CHORUS I’m in love wit a gangster He’s poppin he’s rollin he’s rollin, His caddy dropped low-n I’m in love wit a gangster He’s trickin he’s bangin he’s bangin I ain’t goin no where cause he’s blangin VERSE 2 (rap) Caught my eye on a day Rollin deep in LA Icy ears and golden neck Had me runnin backround checks How could you, gangster Be so fine, gangster Body laced in tattoos Pushin caddy’s packin nines I think im gonna loose All my lady ways Just call me Mrs. Gangster… CHORUS OUT
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“FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHT TO PARTY - BEASTIE BOYS” VERSE 1 You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go, You ask your mom "please?" but she still says "NO!" You miss two classes and no homework but your teacher preaches class like your some kind of jerk CHORUS You gotta fight, for your right, to paaaaaaaaaarty, hey hey hey hey party VERSE 2 Your pops caught you smokin man he said "NO WAY!" That hypocrite smokes two packs a day! Man living at home is such a drag Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (Busted) CHORUS BRIGDE Don't step outta this house if thats the clothes you're gonna wear!!!! I'll kick you outta my home if you dont CUT THAT HAIR!! Your mom busted in and said "WHAT'S THAT NOISE!?!?" Aww, mom your just jealous it's The Beastie Boys! CHORUS OUT
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I Need Lov 03:01
“I NEED LOVE - LL COOL J” VERSE 1 When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall And in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call Telling me I need a boy whos as sweet as a dove For the first time in my life, I see I need love CHORUS I need love (repeat 3) VERSE 2 There I was giggling about the games That I had played with many hearts, and Im not saying no names I can feel it inside, I cant explain how it feels All I know is that Ill never dish another raw deal CHORUS VERSE 3 See what I mean Ive changed Im no longer A play boy on the run I need something thats stronger CHORUS OUT
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“TODAY WAS A GOOD DAY – ICE CUBE” VERSE 1 Just waking up in the morning gotta thank god I dont know but today seems kinda odd No barking from the dogs, no smog And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog I got my grub on, but didnt pig out Finally got a call from a boy wanna dig out Hooked it up on later as I hit the do Thinking will I live, another twenty-fo CHORUS I can’t believe, today was a good day (repeat 3) VERSE 2 Drove to the pad and hit the showers Didnt even get no static from the cowards Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me Saw the police and they rolled right past me No flexin, didnt even look in a brothas direction As I ran the intersection Went to short dogs house, they was watchin yo! mtv raps Whats the haps on the craps Shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em Roll em in a circle of hommies and watch me break em CHORUS OUT
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“LOLLIPOP REMIX- LIL WAYNE” We don't need another rapper...... you you you can keep your lollipop, yeah (repeat 4) CHORUS Tired of these thugs and slimy lil clubs Tired of the scum so keep your hands off my lovely lady lumps (repeat) VERSE 1 You only wish you had a swag like mine And that your hair was real down your back like mine Your head is spinnin round from all that lyin Man you better stop wastin all my time Cause man you ain't never gonna hear me purr Suggest you move around like a 180 turn I’m sayin back it off like erp erp And make yourself gone your a perv perv You you you can keep your lollipop, yeah (repeat 4) CHORUS VERSE 2 (Get off the streets, get off,Get off the streets, drop it you ain't hot.) Imma sayin that the lyrics that you spittin ain't shit And quit taken that cold medicine from the kids And why did it take so many songs to get a hit Stop callin me shorty, shorty barely reach my chin Can't rock like thisCan't roll like that Imma get a refund imma take this record back Imma get a refund imma take this record back yeah, take this record back yeah,You can keep that CHORUS OUT

about

One day I'm sitting in my living room and Biggie Smalls video comes on..... Big Poppa. I remember saying out loud "I miss this guy, and I miss when lyric writing was an art. What's happened to the life that words use to have?" So I begun some research on some of my favorite old school Hip Hop songs and read through the lyrics. Inspired through melody, I sat down with my guitar and wrote my own version of these songs. This is my way of reminding the world of how great some of these artists are, and on the flip side how much the art has gone down hill, backwards and completely out of touch. You decide which one is which.

credits

released December 2, 2008

Album produced by Benny Cassette and Mixed by Jared Robbins. All Vocals and Guitar by Tara Ellis. All other instruments by Benny Cassette except Big Poppa, Guitars, Drums, and Bass by Robert Petersen. All songs recorded at The Pentagon and Petey's House. Live and Die in LA by Tara Ellis is a Crimson World Production.

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