Drama in the LBC
Snoop Dogg radio
is sometimes far more needed
than Frank Sinatra
While trying to figure out something to listen to at work, I had the keenest of ideas, why don't I create a Snoop Dogg station on Pandora? I now know all about rollin' down the street, smokin' endo and sippin' on gin and juice. I have heard far more F-bombs in the last hour than I have spat in my entire life. Right now I feel suspiciously like my mind is on my money and my money is on my mind. Can I ever go back to Frank? Yes, when my rap-addled mind is more settled and I need to hear about having the world on a string and sitting on rainbows, that's when I'll listen to old Frankie boy again. But for now, I'm all about the drama in the LBC.
" I now know all about rollin' down the street, smokin' endo and sippin' on gin and juice." <-- really?
ReplyDeleteYes, really. Can't you tell I am totally gangsta?
DeleteI think Frank and Snoop are mainly the same, just minor differences in their symbolism.
ReplyDeleteFrank: Fly me to the moon, Let me play among the stars
Snoop: Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
Frank: And now, the end is here, And so I face the final curtain
Snoop: Fallin' back on that ass, what a hellified gangsta lean.
Frank: doo-be-doo-be-doo
Snoop: Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
Practically the same lyrics, I think Snoop kind of rips Frankie off a bit.
Oh. My. God. I see it. My mind has just been broken.
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