Link: [Coolio]Link: [On YouTube]
Gangsta’s Paradise
Coolio
You want to tell me what this is all about?
As I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life
And realize there’s not much left
‘Cause I’ve been blastin’
And laughin’ so long that
Even my mama thinks
That my mind is gone
But I ain’t never crossed a man
That didn’t deserve it
Me be treated like a punk
You know that’s unheard of
You better watch how you talkin’
And where you walkin’
Or you and your homies
Might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip
But I gotta loc’
As they grew I see myself
In the pistol smoke fool
I’m the kinda G
The little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Sayin’ prayers in the street light
Been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
We keep spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
We keep spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
They got the situation
They got me facin’
I can’t live a normal life
I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down
With the hood team
Too much television watchin’
Got me chasin’ dreams
I’m an educated fool
With money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand
And a gleam in my eye
I’m a loc’ed out gangsta
Set-trippin’ banger
And my homies is down
So don’t arouse my anger fool
Death ain’t nothin’
But a heartbeat away
I’m livin’ life do-or-die-a
What can I say
I’m twenty-three now
But will I live to see twenty-fo
The way things are goin’
I don’t know
Tell me why are we
So blind to see
That the ones we hurt
Are you and me
Been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
We keep spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
We keep spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
Power and the money
Money and the power
Minute after minute
Hour after hour
Everybody’s runnin’
But half of them ain’t lookin’
What’s goin’ on in the kitchen
But I don’t know what’s cookin’
Whey say I got ta learn
But nobody’s here to teach me
If they can’t understand it
How can they reach me
I guess they can’t
I guess they won’t
I guess they front
That’s why I know
My life is outta luck fool
Been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
Been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
We keep spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
We keep spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise
Tell me why are we
So blind to see
That the ones we hurt
Are you and me
Tell me why are we
So blind to see
That the ones we hurt
Are you and me
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Link: [Weird Al Yankovic]Link: [On YouTube]
Amish Paradise
Weird Al Yankovic
As I walk through the valley
Where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife
And realize she’s very plain
But that’s just perfect
For an Amish like me
You know I shun
Fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the mornin’
I’m milkin’ cows
Jedediah feeds the chickens
And Jacob plows foo
And I’ve been milkin’
And plowin’ so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks
That my mind is gone
I’m a man of the land
I’m into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand
And a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores
And you finish thine
Then tonight we’re gonna party
Like it’s 1699
We’ve been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
I’ve churned butter once or twice
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
It’s hard work and sacrifice
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
We see quilts at discount price
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me
In the butt last week
I just smiled at him
And I turned the other cheek
I really don’t care
In fact I wish him well
‘Cause I’ll be laughin’ my head off
When he’s burnin’ in Hell
But I ain’t never punched a tourist
Even if he deserved it
An Amish with a ‘tude
You know that’s unheard of
I never wear buttons
But I got a cool hat
And my homies agree
I really look good in black foo
If you come to visit
You’ll be bored to tears
We haven’t even paid the phone bill
In 300 years
But we ain’t really quaint
So please don’t point and stare
We’re just technologically impaired
There’s no phone
No lights
No motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
It’s as primitive as can be
We’ve been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
We’re just plain and simple guys
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
There’s no time for sin and vice
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
We don’t fight we all play nice
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
Hitchin’ up the buggy
Churnin’ lots of butter
Raised the barn on Monday
Soon I’ll raise a’nudder
Think you’re really righteous
Think you’re pure in heart
Well I know I’m a million times
As humble as thou art
I’m the pious guy
The little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night
Scorin’ points for the afterlife
So don’t be vain
And don’t be whiney
Or else my brother
I might have to get medieval on your hiney
We’re been spendin’ most our lives
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
We’re all crazy Mennonites
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
There’s no cops or traffic lights
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
But you’d probably think it bites
Livin’ in an Amish paradise
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Yech
Lyrics From: [Sing365.com]
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Believe it or not I've listened to quite a lot of this type of music. Of course it wasn't voluntary it was forced on me by my kids. Some of it I don't mind listening to in small doses.
ReplyDeleteI liked both these versions but Amish paradise was too funny
I don't know if it correct to call it traditional rap, but I like the kind like Coolio's "Gangsta's Paradise." Furthermore, this particular song has a rather positive message. Weird Al's just can't be beat--medieval or otherwise, however. Thanks for stopping again, my dear Ann!!! I'm glad you liked these. Did Duke perk his ears up when you started hip-hoppin' around the room?
ReplyDeleteAhhh I remember Coolio's version from around high school. Not that my kids believe music was even around back then. But hey - they also think the wheel was invented in my time.
ReplyDeleteI hadn't heard Weird Al's version - it's hysterical! I'm so glad you posted. xx
BTW: This is a ghost visit. I only save my "real" visits for Sir Hot Air's blog. Funny, since I was just complaining about no one ever visiting me according to GAG. Anyway...love ya! xx
I have loved Weird Al for years...Thank you for the bringing a smile to my face.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by again, my dear Clueless!!! I plan on doing this a few more times with other parodies of his if I can find videos for both versions.
ReplyDeleteAin't that the way it goes, my dear Queen Katherine? For there you are being visited by people who don't count, and then you go get counted in a place that you have never even ghosted!
ReplyDeleteHey, I imagine Ol' Saggy Britches will be impressed that you are familiar with Coolio's song. Thanks for stopping by again!!!
Though the lyrics of Coolio are more well-thought and inspiring, but I just cannot stomach rap music.
ReplyDeleteheyyyyyyyyy did you go by my site today and see that I did weird Al and Eminem ? ahhhhh great minds think alike. good one Fishhawk.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by again, my dear Bingkee!!! I hear what you are saying. For I can't stomach most of the newer hip-hop "stuff," but I do like a lot of the older rap music. Alas, I suppose being a 52 year-old certified white boy does carry some consequences.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by again, my dear BadGal!!! No, I didn't catch that, but I'll be right over.
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