1.What It Beez Like
Lyricist：Sam Hollander, Dave Schommer, Tarsha Vega
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Everybody knows we got the buzz like beez
And this the dopest shit, you don't believe ask Jeeves
Words we be flippin' like pumpkin seeds
Yo, it's real, real hot 97 degrees in the shade
I got it made like a lemon tree
Give me the squeeze I got the juice for those who don't know me
Yo, I'm the one that does the rockin' in the N.Y.C.
'N take the train to the plane for buds in Cali
You might be doin' porno if you're in the valley
If it's all good with you it's copacetic with me
Jus' put the Dirk into the Diggler
Sex it like Caligula, particular me 'cause I bless my body
Baby, who ya gonna call when ghosts are lockin' ya block up？
You be frontin' like ya hard 'cause ya watchin' the lockup
On Oz on HBO where you be Betty like Crocker
Tarsha Vega beez like Run, I keeps a mic in my locker
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Everybody know we do the show get dollars
I got bills that be collecting like the greens be collared
Sway ya booty side to side if you a fan and you follow
Gotsta thank you for the times when it rained, you umbrellad
New York in da summer be so hot, it's a sauna
If you see the T, I be the one on the corner
Sittin' on a stoop jus' like I told ya before
You can bring the beef but I'm a herbivore
Rippin' rhymes like picket signs be interruptin' the labor
Pop Rox, Mr. Mushroom and the Freshmaka
Woncha sweeten up the beat cause you the radio lifesavers
You markin' up da biz 'n people all about the vapors
Tarsha Vega rock the park when I be lacin' my skates
You know me coolin' after dark or makin' moves on a dates
Sometimes I'm fishin' for some friction, is ya bitin' the bait？
On the 6 with Jennifer Lopez, yo, we gotsta get da papes
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C'mon that's it, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo
Everybody know they beez a lot of wack records
But how many of these joints are really clever
Yo, it no matter if it's hip hop or some bubblegum pop
When every record sound generic, yo, I think it's time to stop
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2.Be Ya Self
Lyricist：Sam Hollander, D Mcdaniels, Rick Nelson, Dave Schommer, J
Simmons, Tarsha Vega
Hey girl, c'mon, ooh wah
Hey girl, c'mon
Sittin' on the stoop watch the Limo go by
All the girls are corny but the guys are mad fly
And you feelin' kind of lonely so your head you hide
Turn on the radio, it kills ya as you die inside
Now don't wig out that you got no date
You know that the prom be overrated
Ten years later all these bruthas be bald
And these chicks be Jenny Craigin' at the outlet mall say
It's alright now
Learn this lesson well
I say ya can't beez everyone so ya
Gotsta be ya self
You and me we in the same boat kid
Lookin' back on all the lonely days I had
Couldn't afford the new Timbo boots
Pimples on my grill I had to Oxycute
Now I'm a cool cat me never hurt no one
See my girl Lyte riding the shotgun
Good days, bad days we all get struck
'Cause everyone knows that the prom night sucks and it's
It's alright now
Learn this lesson well
I say ya can't beez everyone so ya
Gotsta be ya self
Go to a disco and hit the floor
Pretend that it's Studio 54
Dance like you never did dance before
If someone got beef be the herbivore
Life's too short to be a disco killer
Tarsha went geek to chic like Ronald Miller
No humiliation from the parasites
Forget about yo troubles till the mornin' light and it's
It's alright now
Learn this lesson well
I say ya can't beez everyone so ya
Gotsta be ya self
Like TLC be on some damn unpretty
Millennium come now you be runnin' this city
Don't let ya self-worth be shook by fool's pity
Ain't nuthin' wrong with no positivity
So why would you change to gain acceptance
Alleviate stress expose some weakness
You'z a diamond and ya shinin' from the ghetto to the sun
Dum diddy, dum diddy, diddy dum dum
It's alright now
Learn this lesson well
I say ya can't beez everyone so ya
Gotsta be ya self
It's alright now
Learn this lesson well
I say ya can't beez everyone child ya
Gotsta be ya self
3.Celluloid Zero
Lyricist：Asher D, Daddy Freddy, Sam Hollander, Dave Schommer, Tarsha
Vega
I wuz your everyday damn, I wuz diggin' yo
Realer than the dealer pushin' herb as oregano
Connecting all my dots of yesteryear
Exotic images of life and they be crystal clear
Reflectin' on the way it was supposed to be
How the lovin' and the huggin' and the Marvin useta set us free
Now you be the slick like the MC Ricky D
I send you back to the trailer that you come from starry
Once or twice I tell you again
You're no longer lover or friend
Hear the music make your head nod
When I reminisce over you my God I said
You hear me on the radio
I see you on the TV show
Hurts to know I love ya so
Should have left yo ass a long time ago
You come and go you come and go you come and go
Oh, what a tangled web you weaved
When I gave mad love and you didn't receive
And now it seems that I start to unwind
Why you had to steal my sunshine
Do you understand the metaphoric phrase
I was like a rat and yo mind was the maze
And you was all about some cheesy lines
Next time I'm a stay away from Geminis
You hear me on the radio
I see you on the TV show
Hurts to know I love ya yo
Should have left yo ass a long time ago
Like Nas once said it ain't hard to tell
I know you got a lot of lovers, hope they livid as well
But my life be what I make it so I waste no tears
When I wasn't the one at your movie premiere
You fakin' the funk like Vonda Sheppard
If you an actor than I'm the Katherine Hepburn
(Backup)
And since you get the heartburn from the butter on the popcorn
You shouldn't be in the theater in the first place
Once or twice I tell you again
You're no longer lover or friend
Hear the music make your head nod
When I reminisce over you my God
You hear me on the radio
I see you on the TV show
Hurts to know I love ya yo
Should have left yo ass a long time ago
4.Rooftops
Lyricist：Sam Hollander, Carole King, Dave Schommer, Tarsha Vega
Stayed in bed all mornin' just to pass the time to unwind
I wrote a rhyme ripped it up and wrote some more lines
Lookin' out my window saw an eagle fly by, the vibe's
Up on the fire escape, the steps I takes when I climb
Yo, I gets higher than the size of a high rise, y'all realize
I be starin' at the skyline through some Technicolor eyes
I see the rooftops with their colors none are ever the same
And I got many colors in me you couldn't capture in a frame, yo
I gets
Red when I gets heated I be blue when I'm mistreated
Yo my parents separated when I was a kid
I wasn't defeated 'cause life is down to throw you some curves
And yo you gotta be strong and move on
Colors in the sky reflectin' the light
Celebratin' life and it feels alright
There's room upon the palate for you and I
So why can't we just
You and me kid we down to spray paint the sky
Gonna check out all the colors as they intensify how high
Shades and tones together they electrify
Ayyo, sometimes I'm introspective find a corner and hide
Invariably the fantasy is sweeter than the real Holla
So many intangibles and things that you ain't feel
On the surface like rooftops that bask in the sun
Clich and Egrave's a dime a dozen
Beez are buzzin' feel it come on some 'bout the
Green like moneymakers clock the cream like they in Vegas
Livin' dollar to dollar runnin through they every wages and
My life be what I makes it in this celluloid fling uh
See me and Carole King up on a rooftop singin' up on the roof
Colors in the sky reflectin' the light
Celebratin' life and it feels alright
There's room upon the palate for you and I
So why can't we just
Paint in every color and reflect the light
We doin' it together and it feels alright
There's room upon the palate for you and I
So why can't we just
Took a little walk lost track of the time
Wrote another rhyme and the flow's still divine
Gazin' down on Broadway at the neon signs
Like Q-Tip say Joni Mitchell never lie
And ya don't know what'chu got in this life
Ya finally find, ya canvas and ya color it bright
Like I told ya on the record still got time to shine
Never know what'chu find inside
5.Coney Island High
Lyricist：Sam Hollander, Dave Schommer, Tarsha Vega
I raise the roof like Luke and smack you wit my tactics
Impact you like the tooth you call the wisdom
Shirley Chisolm from the boogie down to B.K. in my pumas and
kappas
Tarsha Vega's a dapper rapper I expand with Frank Zappa
Beta kappa on the mic like MC Lyte drink cappuccino
We flow at casinos from Las Vegas to Reno
'Cause life's a slot machine of dreams and I'm a verbal fiend
been rockin'
Scores of metaphors since I was only a teen
I think I'm winning but I'm losing again
I find religion in a pad and a pen
I plant a flower in the desert
Then I'm back to Coney Island in the middle of the summer
I'm so high Coney Island high
I'm so high Coney Island high
Beats and cotton candy in the summertime
Tarsha Vega like Suzanne who sang the Luca
Divine like Pink Flamingos got 'cha searchin' for my lingo
Ridin' on the wheel they call the Ferris like the Buhler
Circle is the motion like the hoop they call the Hula
In the cycle of a lifeless tomb a crack head's womb
Build a bridge across the River Phoenix
Impend the doom while I'll eclipse ya like the lunar
Use your wisdom it's ya essence
Got the lessons like a professor at the college flipping
knowledge
I dig the silence as you holdin' my hold
I dig the rhythm of the waves on the sand
I see the hard knocks on the boardwalks pushin' rocks
And that's why families don't come to Coney Island
I flip the script like David Kelly on the tele
Then take ya round the corner score some ginseng at the deli
Melle Mel was like the message but it's all been convoluted
Love the pictures of the boardwalk when the shit was not
polluted
I'm so high Coney Island high
I'm so high Coney Island high
Beats and cotton candy in the summertime
6.Diamonds And Monsters
Lyricist：Hollander Samuel, Schommer David Andrew, Vega Tarsha Okin
First things first, ay yo she didn't fit in
She knew that she was different and she couldn't pretend
That she hadn't been abused by some messed up dudes
When her daddy said goodbye, step-daddy moved in
Unwanted hands under the sheets up in the sleepless nights
Where she's afraid to dim the lights and monsters creep in the
night
And she keeps her mouth shut 'cause no one would ever believe
Fifteen and petrified of her dreams, c'mon
Keep on healin' all the scars in your heart
You keep on realin' as they tear you apart
Don't let them take away your pride and dignity
'Cause scars will heal themselves eventually
Her mama got a drawer diamonds and pearls
Gettin' dusty like the Rhodes they call the fender
Now mama won't remember if they gone through November
Baby pockets up the rocks and she take on the world like
Rahzel be boxin' beats
Girl ya boxin' the streets
Ya sell the stones high as hell and lose the shoes from ya feet
Turn a trick not for treat, why did heaven deceive？
And every face look like a monster end the treachery, uh
You gotta
Keep on healin' all the scars in your heart
You keep on realin' as they tear you apart
Don't let them take away your pride and dignity
'Cause scars will heal themselves eventually
They put her in da juvenile facility
Where dey question da mental competency
No one there to pay the tab in 30 days she's free
Anutha Runaway who's prey up in the belly of the beast
Oh girl, time just can't erase
Oh girl, we find angels in the strangest place
In a hopeless space in a lifeless case
Ay yo, I see my life reflected in the lines on ya face
Ay
(Ay yo)
Ay yo
And it's a waste
Keep on healin' all the scars in your heart
You keep on realin' as they tear you apart
Don't let them take away your pride and dignity
'Cause scars will heal themselves eventually
Somewhere beyond the sky you and I
Live with diamonds and monsters
Without a care in the world
Somewhere beyond the sky you and I
Live with diamonds and monsters, yeah, yeah
7.Leroy!
Lyricist：Hollander Samuel, Schommer David Andrew, Vega Tarsha Okin
Who's that on my answering machine
Leaving me a message freak my dreams？
Got my number from a friend at a magazine
X friend now all my calls they get screened
Yo I'm over minor leagues, now I'm up in the game
For a fee of two G's trademark my name
Leroy, I be the mellow never front on the fame
But there's a hole in yo brain a gap a synapse
In my synopsis it started with two struggling rappers
There was you the unemployed, I freaked commercials as an actor
Tryin' to make moves but you was all about yo mouth
You got gassed up by ya moms, ayyo, I had to break out
Ya laughed I held you back, heard you whisper what I lack
But when you two faced your rep gets smoked like stems of crack
You better run from me homey
Ya heard Leroy said, 'What's the matter wit you boy？'
Leroy, Leroy, what are you doin'？'
Leroy
Like Lauryn Hill say music is supposed to inspire
I signed with RCA peace to Seymour at Sire
Ya quick ta brag about ya wack MC battles in Long Island
Who ya sign with Leroy the phone goes silent
You didn't call me when you was dissin' my demo
You didn't call me when you was coolin' in the limo of my
Favorite rapper damn you had a crush on him
Leroy, ya just a greedy groupie male groupies ain't in
So I think that Tarsha Vega need the caller ID
Ya bugga boo ya buggin' me don't take it personally
I flee from those who do the shifty
Bag 'em in the Hefty with the cinch sack you yap
I snap ya back like Richard Pryor
You a big mouth and I'm the orthodontist with the pliers
And the wires in a crossword puzzle
The L in Leroy connects with Liar, Leroy, you got a loose screw
Leroy, Leroy, what are you doin'？
Leroy
Verbs scribin' Leroy always end up bein' wasted
'Cause Leroy ain't creative verbal weapons ain't abrasive
Style be calculated like spread sheets on computers
He be standin' on line at the local rap recruiters
You be all that you can be me I'm Tarsha V
From the Boogie Down like KRS from BDP
Leroy, you oughta call 'em up he A＆R at Reprise
Here the phone go beep
Dancehall vox, Mr. Telephone man
There's something wrong wit cho line
When I dial up Tarsha Vega
Me gets a click click every time
Leroy, Leroy, what are you doin'？
Leroy
8.Goodbye Girl
Lyricist：Hollander Samuel, Schommer David Andrew, Vega Tarsha Okin
All your life you've waited
For love to come and stay
And now that I have found you
You must not slip away
I know it's hard believin'
The words you've heard before
But darling you must trust them
Just once more
Because baby
Goodbye doesn't mean forever
Let me tell ya goodbye doesn't mean
We'll never be together again
If you wake up and I'm not there
I won't be long away
'Cause the things you do, my goodbye girl
Will bring me back to you
I know you've been taken
Afraid to hurt again
You fight the love you feel for me
Instead of givin' in
Well, I can wait forever
For helping you to see
That I was meant for you
And you for me
So remember
Goodbye doesn't mean forever
Let me tell ya goodbye doesn't mean
We'll never be together again
Though we may be so far apart
You still would have my heart
So forget your past, my goodbye girl
'Cause now you're home at last
9.Time
Lyricist：Hollander Samuel, Schommer David Andrew, Vega Tarsha Okin
This is for the class of 2001
New York to London be like under the gun
You learn the diction, respect to Big Pun
But ya teachers leave ya up the creek, like you was Dawson
Now I remember four Septembers in the boogie down
But shit remain the same in like any town
Each semester every test, I wonder when would it end
And no, I'd never go through it again
Time don't change the way I feel
Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and
Time's got so much to reveal, no time to wonder
Why we crumble in our fears
I use to hate teachers callin' my name in attendance
Academic menaces mental anesthetics for credits
I'd be sleepin' in the back of the class
When the bullshit we'd be learnin' wasn't comin' too fast
There wuz always one teacher who was peepin' the flesh
Eyes be all up on my chest, yo, keep yo eyes on my test
That's ill yo, I call you Mr.
(Grubby grubby, Acappella)
Rock the toupee that's called the ruggy ruggy
Time don't change the way I feel
Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and
Time's got so much to reveal, no time to wonder
Why we crumble in our fears
In my locker had pictures of my cousins and my moms
In a bizness where the rats've got control of the race
I keeps my eyes on my papes, I use to never use the breaks
Like autographs up in the yearbook with the old cliches
Hey yo, keep in touch this summer, yo, the call never came
Ya, things'll be the same', c'mon they never be the same
Now we all up in the highway goin' separate ways
And if my train falls off the track
Tarsha Vega spring forward yo, I don't fall back
Original not wack, watch me jet to Mars
Put me shuttle to the medal when I chill with the stars
Hey kids, you best to learn to make the most of yo trip
Next you're workin' for the man, me I'm workin' for hits
Yo, the years'll go by, so make the most of yo days
Like Ben Folds say, 'I'm thinkin' a lot today'
Time don't change the way I feel
Doesn't mean that I been holdin' back the years and
Time's got so much to reveal, no time to wonder
Why we crumble in our fears
10.Shine On
Lyricist：Hollander Samuel, Sang Sabrina, Schommer David Andrew, Vega
Tarsha Okin
Up in a no where town
Where there's no where to go but down
Ariba en un pueblo, que no esta en nada
Walkin' round in circles in the pouring rain
Waitin' for ya luck to change, the weather
Vane is spinning out of control wit no directional plane
And that's a metaphor for u cause yo ya feelin' the same
A shame ya didn't go to college get the G E D
Ya play the hoochie up at Hooters on the J O B
Complacency I see the boredom slip a tip in ya bra
Yo what's happening？ It's like ya flippin' burgers for Rob
Ayyo, you still got time to shine on
You can decorate yo life any way that you like
You still got time to shine on but you gots ta get out tonight
Up in a nowhere town
Where there's nowhere to go but down
And we're just kickin' around
Where we swim and we sink and drown
Ya teachers use ta tell ya you were smarter than this
They pinch ya booty, fake a smile and then you tease
Ya shift'll end at 1 AM and then you cruisin' the strip
And you think, you the shit but girl it gets old quick
You flick a butt, you know what's up
I tell ya ass to elevate but you be all about the fantasy
Ya future can wait, so make sure you collect the money first
Before you lie down in the bed, free loadin' never pay ya folks
no rent
Ya hook up with some kid from down the block and hit the shower
Sleep walkin' through ya role like Heather Graham in Austin
Powers
Yo, I calls it like I sees it wanna front grown up
Now everybody in together now shut the fuck up
Ayyo, you still got time to shine on, Heaven knows
Yo, I'm feelin' yo fears, you still got time to shine on
But'cha gots ta get the Hell out of here
Up in a nowhere town
Where there's nowhere to go but down
And we're just kickin' around
Where we swim and we sink ＆ drown
Standin' in the shadow up inside of ya room
Wonder when the vibe had turned so blue yo it's the truth
Ayyo, sometimes you feel so small, you wanna crawl in the womb
The summertime it come and gone
You said, 'You'd move back in June'
So free yourself from the fears that surrounds you
The tide might be high silly girl ain't gonna drown ya
You wear your life preserver float into the silver lining
And Bob Marley sing, 'Sun Is Shining'
Ayyo, you still got time to shine on
You can decorate yo life anyway that you like
You still got time to shine on but you gots ta get out tonight
Up in a nowhere town
Where there's nowhere to go but down
And we're just kickin' around
Where we swim and we sink and drown
Ariba en un pueblo, que no esta en nada
11.Da One
Lyricist：Hollander Samuel, Schommer David Andrew, Vega Tarsha Okin
I'm the one that does the rockin' over here, here
I paid my dues and now I'm makin' moves this year, year
Turn up the radio I kicks it very crystal clear
Where beats combine with rhyme to blow your mind
The atmosphere is getting heated like a thermostat
You hear my vocal then ya say, 'Yo who the hell is that？'
Some other isht when you was searchin' for some verbal
stimulation
You heard the same wack record on a ho hum station
Tarsha Vega and the Pop Rox clique
We got a bunch of hits and mad bits in our microchips
Tonight we celebratin' 'cause we just got paid
I be the one that does the rockin' till the darkness fades
I'm da one that does the rockin' over here
Beats dat be freakin' yo ears
The party got ya goin', oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
And I'm da one that does the rockin' over here
Sound blowin' me never test no fear
Through the summer and the winter all year
All year, all year, all year
I'm the one that does the rockin' at the disco
(Disco)
Got dumps like a truck ask Sisquo
(Sisquo)
You in the corner gettin' sauced like Tabasco
(Tabasco)
Act up and get the boot you little rascal
Graduates flip ya tassels
I meet you in the parking lot behind White Castle
And the party go on till there's no mo songs
And the lights go down on the whole damn town
How many D.J.'s must get dissed
How many tumors must get cyst
How many kids got lyrics like these
They wanna be the driver ain't got the keys
Like Saline I beez solution to yo blindness
If you rock contacts you still ain't find this
Tonight I'm 'bout the party never worry 'bout the future
I be sexin' in the summer like my name is Kamasutra
I'm da one that does the rockin' over here
Beats dat be freakin' yo ears
The party got ya goin', oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
And I'm da one that does the rockin' over here
Sound blowin' me never test no fear
Through the summer and the winter all year
All year, all year, all year
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