Cin'atra

Cin'atra

 Seattle, Washington, USA
BandHip HopSinger/Songwriter

Cin'atra considers himself to be a Street Poet. His music is the soundtrack to the streets. He has a in-your-face rhyming style that commands attention. His music is passionate, thought provoking and intense. His music envokes emotion and debate amongst fans and skeptics.

Biography

Cin’atra

“The West Coast Messiah”

Cin’atra, born David Lee on November 29th, 1976; is no stranger to hard living. He was born into a poor family and lived in a low income housing project known as Holly Park. As he was growing up, he lived with various relatives through the years. He moved back with his birth mother when he was seven years old. He was a victim of child abuse and a single parent home. David ran away from home at the tender age of eleven. He spent most of his youth in foster care and group homes. David grew up on the Southside of Seattle; the streets had a big impact on his life. He got involved with local gangs and drug selling as a means of protection and making money. David experienced the harsh realities of the streets. He witnessed Death, Prostitution, Racism and Police Brutality. He lost friends to drugs, prison and gang violence. He knew the path that he was on was leading to a dead end.

David Lee found an escape from the streets. He began writing poetry and listening to Hip Hop. He consumed his self with Hip Hop and realized that the art form was a way for him to express his self. He wrote his first rap song at the age of eleven while he was at school. The teacher found the lyrics and gave them to the school principle. The principle asked him where he got the song and David replied that he wrote the lyrics. The principle did not believe him. David got expelled from school for writing the song. Even though he was expelled, David saw it as a compliment that the principle thought that a real rapper wrote the song. Through the years David continued working on his writing capabilities and developing his rap style. David was influenced by such Hip Hop giants like Run-DMC, UTFO, Boogie Boys, Fat Boys, LL Cool J, Eazy-E, NWA, MC Breeze, Ice-T, King T, Just Ice, Geto Boys and Kool G. Rap. Hip Hop for David was a way to relate to the urban youth. He did not feel alone anymore; Hip Hop showed him that he was not the only one who lived a harsh life.

David is all grownup now and has found his niche. He has built his style and image in the underground Hip Hop Scene. He goes by the moniker Cin’atra; adapted from Frank Sinatra. He says the reason why he named himself that; was to set his self a goal in the music industry as a respected and credited lyricist and performer. He has been featured on fifteen underground releases since 1999. He has released one solo album entitled “It’z Official”. He has traveled and performed all over the United States. He built himself a good underground fan base in the US, Japan, Philippines as well as the Internet. Cin’atra credits his underground success to being humble, intelligent and a true stage performer. He is a thought provoking lyricist, who delivers energetic, powerful and meaningful messages in his songs. He sees his self as a street teacher and educator for the younger generation. He set his self a mission to inspire and bring hope to the next generation of poor urban youth. His main goal is to be successful and provide opportunities through his music and record label.

Lyrics

Down 4 Me

Written By: D. Lee, J. Gestson, M. Nichols & A. Dunn

Written & Performed By: Cin'atra
Featuring Marioso & Amanda Dunn

1st Verse (Cin'atra)

1. Sweet young lady/drivin me crazy/wanna change me/she won't fade me/if I continue to live my shady/but what can I do?/tha streets got me on the grind/but 24-7, this young tender be on my mind/I'm all alone/I need a woman that I can call my own/when I'm gone/her love calls me right back home/A straight Gee! Caughtup between lovin' and thuggin'/to put it simple, she wants a brotha to stop hustlin'/But tha fact remains/I'm trapped in tha game/havin' thangz/I want to love you (Baby!)/but it's drivin' me insane/I see tha pain everytime you look in my face/I wipe away your tears and tell you it's gonna be safe/just have faith/I know you're afraid/I gotta get paid/It ain't about bein' broke in this day and age/and it's a dream for a young hustler to someday strike it rich/and have a ride or die chick he can share it with.

Chorus/Hook: (Marioso & Amanda Dunn)

I wanna woman down for me.

You know that I'm down for you, my (Baby!).

A chick to ride or die for me.

You know that I will ride and die for you.

Somebody thats by my side.

Yeah! I'm gonna be by your side.

A chick thats down for me.

You know that I'm down for you, my (Baby!).

2nd Verse (Cin'atra)

I reminisce on the good times we use to have/I washed your body everytime you took a bath/We use to laugh and talk about silly dreams/I'll do anythang for you to be my thug queen/It's the thangz you do that keep me lovin' you/til tha day I die, always stayin' down for you/We been through hard times/sad times/at times/bad times/just a daily routine (Young Tender!), tryin' to stack mines/but never-the-less I stress/givin' you my very best/loyalty, admiration and some bomb ass sex/and even though, we argue and get uptight/I'll never hit'cha cuzz (Baby!), it just ain't right/I'm just a blackman/doin' tha best that I can/hustlin' for money, tryin' to stack a million/I want us/to live plush/and plus/contant trust/in a relationship, that's a must.

Chorus/Hook: (Marioso & Amanda Dunn)

I wanna woman down for me.

You know that I'm down with you, my (Baby!).

A chick to ride or die for me.

You know that I will ride and die for you.

Somebody thats by my side.

Yeah! I'm gonna be by your side.

A chick thats down for me.

You know that I'm down for you, my (Baby!).

3rd Verse (Cin'atra)

When I first met'cha, I knew I had to be the Black Casanova/wanna be ya soldier/do anythang for ya/Please le me get the chance to know ya/And now that I met'cha/do anythang not to upset'cha/stress ya/don't really need tha pressure/Just relax (Baby!)/It's understood/take you up outta tha hood/Hustlin' and grindin' just to make sure you livin' good/You fed me hot meals/others were fake, you kept it real/had my back in this game of rap/never wondered where my money was at/and now that I'm havin' thangz/Boss Playa, stackin' change/want you to have the finer thangz/platinum chains and diamond rangs/you never doubted me, always stayed loyal (Boo!)/You took care of me, now it's time to spoil you/I want'cha to realize/you are tha real prize/I may rap, but you're tha superstar in my eyes/and with that/I'm always gonna have your back/make sure you livin' good/make sure that your pockets fat.

Chorus/Hook: (Marioso & Amanda Dunn)

I wanna woman down for me.

I wanna be down for you, my (Baby!).

A chick to ride or die for me.

I wanna ride and die for you.

Somebody thats by my side.

I'm gonna be by your side.

A chick thats down for me.

I'm always gonna be down for you, my (Baby!).

Written & Performed By: David Lee, Mario Nichols & Amanda Dunn
Produced By: Big Ice of Da PlayBoy Foundation
Published By: Rhymez Emphasizing Actual Life Music Publishing ASCAP
(C)2007. David C. Lee d/b/a Deep Groove Entertainment

Tha Ghetto

Written By: D. Lee & T. Bailey

Written & Performed By: Cin'atra
Featuring TyShawn

1st Verse (Cin'atra)

I spit it how I lived it (Mane!), tha untold truth/growin' up as a muthafuckin' ghetto youth/Let me take it back to tha early eighties/when niggas was kids and life wasn't so crazy/Tha days of innocense/summer time was heaven sent/these are the memories I wished would never end/Upper Holly Park, tha year eighty two/life of gang violence was somethin' we never knew/I had my own crew of lil homies from tha gutter/we bonded together, we were tight like brothers/A-Train, Devon, Phillip and Rogelle/Lavar, Tyrone and my potna Vendell/I barely had a mother and I never had a dad/these were tha only fuckin' kin I ever had/I know it seems sad/but infact I'm kind of glad/they made tha ghetto not seem so bad.

Chorus/Hook: (TyShawn)

Now let's roll, through tha ghetto. Things always seem so hard in tha ghetto.

It ain't all good, but it ain't all bad. Street Life, street life is all we had.

The way that I grewup and it's all I know, tryin' to live life and survive in the ghetto.

Now let's roll through the ghetto (Repeat2x)

2nd Verse (Cin'atra)

(Mane!), my life was far from hunki dori/I'll explain as I continue with my story/eleven years old when I ran away from home/I was on my own/scared and all alone/my moms didn't want me from the muthafuckin' get go/she let me go/but I didn't give a shit, so..../I kept it movin', introduced to tha street life/Slangin', bangin' and them crazy ass fist fights/lived with a woman by tha name of Ms. Miller/I met Slay-Dee, ain't no one reala/gave me a little scrilla, took me under his wing/taught me how to survive and adapt to anything/He said, "You're gonna fight and you're gonna get jump./No matter what'cha do, don't go out like a punk./If they ask you what you claim, let'em know it's G.Dee/If it's something you can't handle/then you come and see me.

Chorus/Hook: (TyShawn)

Now let's roll, through tha ghetto. Things always seem so hard in tha ghetto.

It ain't all good, but it ain't all bad. Street Life, street life is all we had.

The way that I grewup and it's all I know, tryin' to live life and survive in the ghetto.

Now let's roll through the ghetto (Repeat2x)

3rd Verse (Cin'atra)

This ain't about bangin' or my criminal ways/It's about my street fam from back in tha days/Things ain't tha same/my friends in rival gangs/Times did change/but my love is still tha same/took me in as a young buck/my life was fucked up/considered all my life to be an ignorant dumb fuck/my mother didn't love me and tha state didn't care/but my niggas was there and that's why I'm still here/tha ghetto played my mother, tha streets; my father figure/Geez took me in when noone else would bother (Nigga!)/taught me how to survive and stay true to myself/I ain't got to prove shit to nobody else/I'm a street made nigga whether you like it or not/ride or die for my loved loves (Nigga!), fuck tha block/been real since birth/for whatever it's worth/remainin' tha same til I return to tha earth.

Chorus/Hook: (TyShawn)

Now let's roll, through tha ghetto. Things always seem so hard in tha ghetto.

It ain't all good, but it ain't all bad. Street Life, street life is all we had.

The way that I grewup and it's all I know, tryin' to live life and survive in the ghetto.

Now let's roll through the ghetto (Repeat2x)

Written & Performed By: David C. Lee & TyShawn Bailey
Produced By: Maniac The SiouxperNatural
Co-Produced By: Cin'atra for Deep Groove Productions
Published By: Rhymez Emphasizing Actual Life Music Publishing ASCAP
(C)2007. David C. Lee d/b/a Deep Groove Entertainment

Survivin' Iz Ah Must

Written By: D. Lee

Written & Performed By: Cin'atra

1st Verse

Survivin' iz ah must, in tha city that I come from/niggaz die young/growin' up was never fun (For me)/Black on Black crime/happened all tha fuckin' time/Why should I waste my breath?/Ain't that many black folks left..../to speak tha tale/Ya either dead or in jail/Tha whiteman's heaven is tha blackman's hell/Where I dwell? Tha southside of tha 2-0-6/Ya gots to watch ya back when tha shit gets thick/Me gots no click/watchin' my own backfade/my homie was a trick ass, Mr. Bitchmade..../savin' hoez, playin' those/down since eighty foe/had love for tha nigga, but not any fuckin' mo'/He taught me a lesson (Mane!), always go forself/I'm a loner in this game, can't trust no one else/We was from tha same hood/all good like blood brothers/sweatin me over bitchez like a god damn sucka!

Chorus/Hook:

Survivin' iz a must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs,quick to make ya blood rush/We stay glocked up/ready to light ya blocks up/snitchin' to tha cops (Bruh!), will get'cha fuckin' boxed up

Survivin' iz ah must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs, quick to make ya blood ruch/we some heathens, fienin' for some major cream/We money hungry, so charge it to tha triple beam.

2nd Verse

I'm not a stranger when it comes to tha street life/Drugs and gangbangin' and tha crooked fuckin' po-lice/my niggelz get sparked at night, higher than a muthafucka/don't knows come around and get treated like another sucka/Seattle streets, ya gotta be a soldier (Mane!)/gotta be down cuzz my niggas'll fuck you over (Mane!)/Stay on ya toes/never know friends from foes/cuzz niggaz now days, be actin' like straightup hoez/Rescue 9-1-1, always comin' to a bitch's aid/playin' ya self while tha tramp dog's steady gettin' paid/I can't knock her, she's a hustler in her own rite/Players in tha game, tryin' to get they money right/In tha Seattle streets/tha strong prey on tha weak/turn tha other cheek/and you gon' six feet deep/I soaked up game every since I was eleven/my family consists of prostitues and felons (Nigga!).

Chorus/Hook:

Survivin' iz a must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs, quick to make ya blood rush/Who can you trust?/We lust/for tha green stuff/We stay G'd up/anybody get touched.

Survivin' iz ah must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs, quick to make ya blood rush/we bout havin' thangz/young grinders stackin' change/glamorize tha street life, idolize my fuckin' name.

3rd Verse

That was a time ago, now I'm gettin' much older/sixteen years, still peepin' over my shoulders/Tha streets get colder/cuzz niggas act like straight soldiers/not givin' a fuck, it's all about gettin' over/When will you learn? It's not about right or wrong/Once again it's on/tryin' to get my hustle on/a sucka's downfall, is another nigga's comeup/you gotta be ready for when niggas try to runup/from sun down to sun up, you gots to keep your shit cocked/or you'll be layin' in chalk/brains all over tha sidewalk/Death is callin', but I think I'm goin' deaf/if murder's on tha right of me, I take a quick left/but if theres no escape/death must've been my fate/I'm goin' out like a soldier, heart filled with hate (Uh!)/I made mistakes, begged Allah for forgiveness/it ain't my fault I was born with tha sickness.

Chorus/Hook:

Survivin' iz a must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs,quick to make ya blood rush/We stay glocked up/ready to light ya blocks up/snitchin' to tha cops (Bruh!), will get'cha fuckin' boxed up

Survivin' iz ah must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs, quick to make ya blood ruch/we some heathens, fienin' for some major cream/We money hungry, so charge it to tha triple beam.

Survivin' iz a must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs, quick to make ya blood rush/Who can you trust?/We lust/for tha green stuff/We stay G'd up/anybody get touched.

Survivin' iz ah must/better duck when tha guns bust/we Murderdogs, quick to make ya blood rush/we bout havin' thangz/young grinders stackin' change/glamorize tha street life, idolize my fuckin' name.

Written & Performed By: David C. Lee
Produced By: Pain for Beat Senseless Productions
Co-Produced By: Cin'atra for Deep Groove Productions
Published By: Rhymez Emphasizing Actual Life Music Publishing ASCAP
(C)2007. David C. Lee d/b/a Deep Groove Entertainment

Discography

The Hostile Takeover Compilation - Released 7/16/02 Executive Producers: Cin'atra & Night Shield

Overflow - Just Begun To Begin - Released 7/19/02

Night Shield & Cin'atra Present The Savage Alliance Compilation - Released 7/22/03
Executive Producers Cin'atra & Night Shield

The Medicine Man - The 30 Day Theory - Released 11/02

Cin'atra - It'z Official (EP) Released - 3/30/04
Executive Producers: Cin'atra & Night Shield

Young Nobles Presents The Flame-On Mixtape - Released 10/04

Night Shield - Kataztrophik - Released 5/25/04

Maniac: The Siouxpernatural - NightMerika - Released 3/29/05

Mo & X Presents The Guerilla Movement 5 - Released 2006

Night Shield - The Total Package: Savage Display - Released 12/6/05

Cin'atra - Rhymez Emphasizing Actual Life: Tha AudioBiography Of David (Mr. Cin'atra) Lee - Released - 3/4/07 Executive Producers: Cin'atra & Angela Gill

Set List

Cin'atra Show Program:

1. Am I My Brothaz Keeper Or Killa? (Intro) - 1:02
2. When U Comeup Missin' - 1:30
3. Tha Commission - 1:47
4. Survivin' Iz Ah Must - 4:32
5. Punk Police - 3:46
6. U Ain't No Psycho - 1:30
7. Diary Of A Madman - 3:04
8. Cin'atra's 2nd Intro - 1:12
9. Dats Whasup - 4:21
10. Sunny Dayz - 4:11

Performance Time - 27:00