However, these two worlds are only occasionally related to how rappers end up in court. Addiction, one of the unspoken plagues on the hip-hop industry, is arguably as responsible for getting paralegals overtime as criminal enterprises, if not more. Sometimes, rappers just do stupid shit. Written by David Drake somanyshrimp. Making Culture Pop. As described above, our third party partners may use persistent identifiers to track your Internet usage across other websites, online services, email and mobile applications in their networks beyond the Services, and may combine information about you from other sources.
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Sickest verse in a rap song!!
West Coast! You sick out this bitch, as I squash like this The fog and the mist West Coast!
This is from her album, "Fearless Love. It was overturned by the U. Supreme Court in , so maybe she's made up with Miss California now. It seems I've loved you For just a little too long You've gone and left me For some preacher's way Now you act like you never knew me And you can't hear a word I say Miss California did I get in your way?
Did the neighbors warn you What would happen some day? Like a love like mine Was never good anyway They said think about your reputation now Before you get carried away Don't you know what's good for me can be good for you? Don't you know what's good for me can be good for you?
Don't you know what is good for you Can be good for me too? Miss California was I a little too proud? I'm standing in the street now And I'm screaming out loud You try to shove me in your closet With your skulls and your bones I can be who I am you see If I want to do it all alone Yeah yeah yeah Don't you know what's good for me can be good for you?
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Your sweet seduction led me far from home Your self-destruction gives me sticks and stones Your propositions make me feel so cold When the hand that's trying to hold me down Is the one I'm trying to hold I know the hand that's trying to hold me down Is the one I'm trying to hold I said the hand that's trying to force me back Is the one that won't let me go Miss California Yeah yeah yeah Miss California Yeah yeah yeah Heavy beats and spacy guitars under dreamy vocals, typical of this Boston band, give us a litany of complaints about the usual California natural disasters on this song from their album "One Part Lullaby.
Give me something to blame For broken promises, smile like the ruthless sun Did the money cut the city in pieces Take the water from wherever it flows Feel the ground, it's always moving Down a mountain through a valley Watch it all collide Hear the other ocean churning Helicopters up above While another canyons burning Rain could wash the hill away Easy LA , it's another beautiful day LA , alright, cold like the desert at night Cold like the desert at night".
This folk rock classic was released in on the album "Running Down the Road. It would ruin the joke to mention that Arlo also sang songs about social injustice This song makes me nostalgic for the good old days of flying, before the terrorists ruined it and now we have to raise our arms inside x-ray machines and wait in long lines to take our shoes off and all those other nuisances that seem unnecessary until you think about the possibility that the guy next to you might have a bomb in his shoe or a ceramic knife. Besides the lax security, in those glory days of aviation flight attendants were called stewardesses and they were all young women dressed in mini skirts and hot pants who were fined if they gained weight.
Yes sir, that was some classic vintage sexism, the kind that put a big smile on your grandfather's face, at least until grandmother burned her bra and stopped shaving, but that's another song. Also, now that marijuana is legal in California, there has been a large increase in arrests in of people smuggling the drug OUT of LAX to sell it at a profit in states where it is still criminalized.
I think we need a re-make of this song to reflect the changing times: "Going out of Los Angeles, Bringin' out a couple of keys, Don't touch my bags if you please mr. Transportation Security Administration person. Comin' into Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man Yeah, there's a guy with a ticket to Mexico No, he couldn't look much stranger Walkin' in the hall with his things and all Smilin', said he was the Lone Ranger Comin' into Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man Hip woman walkin' on the movin' floor Trippin' on the escalator There's a man in the line and she's blowin' his mind Thinkin' that he's already made her Comin' into Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man Comin' in from London, from over the pole Flyin' in a big airliner Chicken flyin' everywhere 'round the plane Could we ever feel much finer?
Comin' into Los Angeles Bringin' in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man Yeah, alright ". MacArthur Park is melting in the dark All the sweet, green icing flowing down Someone left the cake out in the rain I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it And I'll never have that recipe again Oh, no! And after all the loves of my life After all the loves of my life I'll be thinking of you And wondering why. Where you gonna be when half of California riots, where you gonna run to when the lights go out. Well I won't be hangin' out in California , I won't try it.
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Buddy I'll be up and headed south. All the women here look perfect, and it hardly ever rains, and for some folks here I'm sure it's paradise. Well I'll dabble with the fortune, rub elbows with the fame. But I'll be damned if this is where I'm gonna die. Linda Ronstadt was the most successful female rock singer of the s based on sales, Billboard charts, and all of the awards she won. And she kept on singing into the 21st century. She has worked in several genres including rock, country, and Latin.
But I guess any human driver would be more attractive than a driverless truck, which makes me wonder: Some day, will robots sing country songs about driverless trucks? And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads So I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine And you show me a sign I'll be willin' This list has gotten way too long to scroll through, so Instead of trying to browse here, it's easier to go the Title List or the Artist List , browse there, then click on any "Artist" link which will take you to where a song is listed here to see comments and lyrics.
California is the subject of some of these songs, but many of them simply refer to either a place in the state, such as a city or a highway, or to the weather, a "California Girl," an attitude or lifestyle that the state embodies for the singer, or something else about the state. A lot of songs have been written about California.
Many of them describe a journey to or a longing to return to a paradise by the sea with constant sun, abundant new opportunities, and where everyone is eternally rich, healthy, young, and beautiful - basically a mythical place that bears no resemblance to the real Golden State now or ever. The Spanish named the territory after a mythical island paradise they were searching for that was supposed to be full of gold and inhabited by black women ruled by a queen named Califa. That wasn't real either. Other songs describe the disappointment the singers find after getting to California when they discover that it's no better than where they came from.
And some just use the name of the state or a city in the state because it's a good rhyme. Apparently, recording a California song is a requirement for musicians, even if it's only to show that they hate California stereotypes or the Entertainment Industry, which is still dominated by Hollywood, but has become increasingly fragmented and spread out. Musicians such as Local H and Brooke White have even written songs about California Songs, while other musicians write about how much they hate the state. It's all good, and they're all here on the list when I discover them.
I'll add new songs to the list as I discover them. Let me know if there is something not here that should be. The lyrics come from the Internet, and we all know how unreliable it can be.
Also, be aware that some of these songs may contain explicit lyrics. I have incuded links to the songs on YouTube if I could find them. If the link to the song here does not work anymore, you can probably find another version of it on YouTube or you might find it on a music streaming site. Here is a list of some of the best free or cheap legal streaming sites available in late To see another list that is divided by regions of the state, check out the Wickipedia List of songs about California.