Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
BUTTERFLY ...song created for... SaraRae.org
Lyrics and Vocals by Marsha Musleh
Instrumental Accompaniment by Ari Shine
Engineered by Michael Lewis of Middle Earth Recording Studio
Cover Art by Lisa Bingham
100% of the net profit from the download of this song will go to organizations, such as SaraRae.org to assist in drug rehabilitation programs for teens fighting drug addiction so please purchase generously on Itunes & Bandcamp.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
U Got 2 B Wut 2-morrow Needs!
Sing it out,
Boy, you’ve got to see what tomorrow brings.
Sing it out,
Girl, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs.
For every time
that they want to count you out,
and use your voice
every single time you open up your mouth
Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls
every time you that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you’re nuts
Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts
Sing it for the death
Sing it for the blood
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Sing it out, boy they’re gonna sell what tomorrow means
Sing it out girl, with all the kill what tomorrow brings
You’ve got to
make a choice,
if the music drowns you out.
www.musicloversgroup.com
And raise your voice,
every single time they try and shut your mouth.
Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls
every time you that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you’re nuts
Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts
Sing it for the death
Sing it for the blood
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Cleaned up corporation,
Park rats dying in the
process
Children that can talk about it
Living on the
railways
creeping, moving sideways
sell it till your last days
Buy yourself the motivation!
Should’ve reckoned nothing
Nothing ’bout a dance
Burning down the white tree
I am not the singer that you wanted,
but a dancer,
I refuse to answer
Talk about the past, son,
Rolling for the ones who want to get away
Keep running!
Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls
every time you that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you’re nuts
Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts
Sing it for the death
Sing it for the blood
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
You’ve got to sing what tomorrow brings!
Sing it for the world,
Sing it for the world
Yeah, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs!
Sing it for the world,
Sing it for the world.
Boy, you’ve got to see what tomorrow brings.
Sing it out,
Girl, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs.
For every time
that they want to count you out,
and use your voice
every single time you open up your mouth
Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls
every time you that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you’re nuts
Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts
Sing it for the death
Sing it for the blood
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Sing it out, boy they’re gonna sell what tomorrow means
Sing it out girl, with all the kill what tomorrow brings
You’ve got to
make a choice,
if the music drowns you out.
www.musicloversgroup.com
And raise your voice,
every single time they try and shut your mouth.
Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls
every time you that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you’re nuts
Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts
Sing it for the death
Sing it for the blood
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Cleaned up corporation,
Park rats dying in the
process
Children that can talk about it
Living on the
railways
creeping, moving sideways
sell it till your last days
Buy yourself the motivation!
Should’ve reckoned nothing
Nothing ’bout a dance
Burning down the white tree
I am not the singer that you wanted,
but a dancer,
I refuse to answer
Talk about the past, son,
Rolling for the ones who want to get away
Keep running!
Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls
every time you that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you’re nuts
Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts
Sing it for the death
Sing it for the blood
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
You’ve got to sing what tomorrow brings!
Sing it for the world,
Sing it for the world
Yeah, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs!
Sing it for the world,
Sing it for the world.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Eminem...
I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Hola if you feel that you’ve been down the same road
Yeah, It’s been a ride…
I guess i had to go to that place to get to this one
Now some of you might still be in that place
If you’re trying to get out, just follow me
I’ll get you there
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay ‘em
But you won’t take the sting out these words before I say ‘em
Cause ain’t no way I’m let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say ‘em or do something I do it, I don’t give a damn
What you think, I’m doing this for me, so f-ck the world
Feed it beans, it’s gassed up, if a thinks its stopping me
I’mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I’m tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don’t try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he’s still sh*ttin,
Whether he’s on salary, paid hourly
Until he battles out or he sh*t just battles out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He’s married to the game, like a f*ck you for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he’s got the urge
To pull his d*ck from the dirt and f*ck the whole Universe
Ok quit playin’ with the scissors and sh*t, and cut the crap
I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that f*ck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you’re getting capped
And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let’s be honest, that last Relapse CD was “ehhhh”
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain’t going back to that now
All I’m tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain’t playin’ around
There’s a game called circle and I don’t know how
I’m way too up to back down
But I think I’m still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t
This f*cking black cloud still follow’s me around
But it’s time to exercise these demons
These motherf*kers are doing jumping jacks now!
And I just can’t keep living this way
So starting today, I’m breaking out of this cage
I’m standing up, Imma face my demons
I’m manning up, Imma hold my ground
I’ve had enough, now I’m so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don’t even realise what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My World, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus solely on handling my responsibility’s as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn’t lift a single shingle on it
Cause the way I feel, I’m strong enough to go to the club
Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I’m raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I’m too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Hola if you feel that you’ve been down the same road
Yeah, It’s been a ride…
I guess i had to go to that place to get to this one
Now some of you might still be in that place
If you’re trying to get out, just follow me
I’ll get you there
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay ‘em
But you won’t take the sting out these words before I say ‘em
Cause ain’t no way I’m let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say ‘em or do something I do it, I don’t give a damn
What you think, I’m doing this for me, so f-ck the world
Feed it beans, it’s gassed up, if a thinks its stopping me
I’mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I’m tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don’t try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he’s still sh*ttin,
Whether he’s on salary, paid hourly
Until he battles out or he sh*t just battles out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He’s married to the game, like a f*ck you for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he’s got the urge
To pull his d*ck from the dirt and f*ck the whole Universe
Ok quit playin’ with the scissors and sh*t, and cut the crap
I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that f*ck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you’re getting capped
And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let’s be honest, that last Relapse CD was “ehhhh”
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain’t going back to that now
All I’m tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain’t playin’ around
There’s a game called circle and I don’t know how
I’m way too up to back down
But I think I’m still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t
This f*cking black cloud still follow’s me around
But it’s time to exercise these demons
These motherf*kers are doing jumping jacks now!
And I just can’t keep living this way
So starting today, I’m breaking out of this cage
I’m standing up, Imma face my demons
I’m manning up, Imma hold my ground
I’ve had enough, now I’m so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don’t even realise what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My World, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus solely on handling my responsibility’s as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn’t lift a single shingle on it
Cause the way I feel, I’m strong enough to go to the club
Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I’m raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I’m too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
GRAMMY Week In LA
Truly, we never do it harder than when this week comes around, and more often than not we're rewarded with great performances that, unlike the choreographed cartoonery of the telecast, make it worth it.
California Queen
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
CQ : GRAMMY Awards 2011
Future Sponsors: Contact California Queen to partake in our Pre-GRAMMY Talent Swag Social February 12, 2011
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
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Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Sneek peek: CQ Teen Choice, Talent Swag Social
Emma Baker(Miss Teen)
Whitney Mixter(The L Word)
MAX Adler(GLEE)
Lukas Rossi(Supernova)The California Queen, hostess of the event, Lisa Bingham, founded this charity in honor of her sister, Sara Rae, who changed her life when she was born and she changed her life when she left this earth. In honor of Sara, California Queen (ME) will do what ever it takes to help America’s youth have a chance for a sober life with a sober house in her name. Please look for their next Talent Swag Social in honor of the 2011 Grammy Awards and benefit concert to support www.SaraRae.org.
About California Queen
Swag host and founder of California Queen and Sara Rae Non-Profit, Lisa Bingham, gets products and services in the hands of the elite of Hollywood. California Queen hosts red carpet gifting events to support various charities. www.californiaqueen.com
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Hungry For Fame - California Queen
Fame Monster, CQ @ the London Hotel on the Sunset Strip8-6-2010 XVIII
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
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