[Dixielandjazz] Oscar-winning song

[Robert S. Ringwald]

The great clarinetist Jim Buchmann sent me the following.

 Subject: Oscar-winning song
I don't know if you watched the Oscars or not, but the song that won is 
horrible.
I can't believe it won over Dolly Parton's cute song that she wrote and 
performed.
Anyway a friend sent the lyrics to me and  of course when it was being 
performed
by the "rappers" I couldn't understand what was being said or sung. 
Unbelieveable
!
Where are Bing Crosby and  Doris Day when we really need them?
 Someone once said that our civilization "peaked" the moment Lyndon Johnson
Pulled up his shirt and showed the world his appendectomy scar.
Last night's Oscar-winning song presentation may have topped ol' LBJ.
For those who have grown tired of old-fashioned Oscar-winning songs like
"When You Wish Upon a Star," "Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah," "The Shadow of Your 
Smile," and
"Que Sera, Sera," here are the lyrics to this year's winner:
[Chorus 2X: Shug - singing] + (Djay)
You know it's hard out here for a pimp (you ain't knowin)
When he tryin to get this money for the rent (you ain't knowin)
For the Cadillacs and gas money spent (you ain't knowin)
[1] Because a whole lot of bitches talkin s**t (you ain't knowin)
[2] Will have a whole lot of bitches talkin s**t (you ain't knowin)
[Djay]
In my eyes I done seen some crazy thangs in the streets
Gotta couple hoes workin on the changes for me
But I gotta keep my game tight like Kobe on game night
Like takin from a ho don't know no better, I know that ain't right
Done seen people killed, done seen people deal
Done seen people live in poverty with no meals
It's f***Ed up where I live, but that's just how it is
It might be new to you, but it's been like this for years
It's blood sweat and tears when it come down to this s**t
I'm tryin to get rich 'fore I leave up out this bitch
I'm tryin to have thangs but it's hard of a pimp
But I'm prayin and I'm hopin to God I don't slip, yeah
[Chorus]
[Djay]
Man it seems like I'm duckin dodgin bullets everyday
Niggaz hatin on me cause I got, hoes on the tray
But I gotta stay paid, gotta stay above water
Couldn't keep up with my hoes, that's when s**t got harder
North Memphis where I'm from, I'm 7th Street bound
Where niggaz all the time end up lost and never found
Man these girls think we prove thangs, leave a big head
They come hopin every night, they don't end up bein dead
Wait I got a snow bunny, and a black girl too
You pay the right price and they'll both do you
That's the way the game goes, gotta keep it strictly pimpin
Gotta have my hustle tight, makin change off these women, yeah
[Chorus]


--Bob Ringwald K6YBV
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