elleMC

elleMC

 Portland, Oregon, USA
BandHip HopSinger/Songwriter

My music is original and rebellious. Its catchy and flashy and new. It represents the struggle, the party, life and skateboarding. Dirty south beats meets punk rock and a splash of 80's pop. I write everything myself and come up with 99% of the concepts. Experimental yet mainstream enough for radio.

Biography


White Girl Wasted, visionary, skateboarder, rapper, hustler, a witch burnin sage and incense freestyling at skateparks. Skateboarding down the dark streets sipping booze out of a bottle wrapped with a brown paper bag. Born in the late eighties in Idaho but lived all over, she has a do-it-yourself fashion sense reflecting of her early Goodwill back to school shopping days. Think punk meets gangster rap smoked in a peace pipe. She rules Blackout City, the lost city that exists in the Devils Gulch. Ellemc didn’t receive formal teachings until a late age, that’s why her mind is different than yours. With her mystical intentions and insane ideas the world will have a new ruler called ELLE MC aka Swagatha Christie.
-Danny Gaddis.

Ellemc was born in a small town in McCall, Idaho to two hippie parents who made a living off of odd jobs and peddling pita bread off the back of a bike. She didn’t learn to read til 4th grade and never attended a full year of school until 7th grade. Her years growing up were spent between living out of a 60s volkswaggen van In Mexico, at rainbow gatherings and barter fares, traveling across Europe and Africa living out of backbacks and eating off a one burner camping stove, and skateboarding. She first found rap when she was rummaging thru her older brothers tape case and popped a House of Pain tape into her yellow walkman. “Put on your Shit Kickers and Kick Some Shit was forever emblazoned in her mind, along with the Grateful dead, Nirvana, Fleetwood Mac, ACDC, GnR, Ace of Base, TLC, Alanis Morisette, Janis Joplin, The Misfits, Cyndi Lauper, NWA, Beastie Boys, 2Pac, Biggie, Mac Dre, Bone Thugs N Harmony, Outkast and Goodie Mob and Madonna.

“ I was a late bloomer, never had much structured learning. I never fit in. The “ normal” kids always made fun of me, I never had cool clothes or cool shit, we shopped at goodwill and value village. I was a hippie child that never had a place in the world. My parents had a 60’s Ford Falcon Wagon and a 60’s VW bus. I used to make them drop me off away from school and I would skate or walk the rest of the way cuz all the other kids had suburbans and made fun of me. Slowly over the years, I came to identify with rap thru the skateboarding lifestyle. A lot of the guys I knew would freestyle at parties and the skate park and I loved rap so I would freestyle with ‘em but I never wrote songs or thought I would ever go on a stage let alone have multiple albums.”

You can call ellemc a gypsy. A hippie. A skateboarder. A rapper. An artist. She’s done more than most people have done in their life. From competing in national snowboard championships, undergoing several knee surgeries, breaking numerous bones, to living all over California out of her car and in a trailor park, working 9 to 5 jobs and skateboarding in her free time. At one point she was homeless and jobless ending up in Portland with a couple boxes of belongings and a couple hundred dollars to her name. After getting a job waiting tables at age 22 she got herself back on her feet and later that year decided to enroll in community college for Photograpy, multimedia and web design classes. Soon after she dropped out because she couldn’t see herself barred to the limits of a classroom or working in an office and was paying straight cash because she didn’t want to owe for school loans.

After this she went thru a haze of partying hard and working at a bar. She attended a lot of live rap shows and one night standing in the crowd she realized that music was what she had to do, that she couldn’t just be a person in the crowd. She made a commitment to herself that night that music was going to be her life. Within the next couple months, she got a beat, wrote her first song “Pickin up Stixx” and that was the beginning of ellemc.

She decided to push her gypsie tendancies away and settled down in Portland Oregon long enough to establish herself as an artist but struggled amidst the unwelcoming throng of underground rappers and a city that didn’t widely embrace mainstream rappers. ElleMC’s first album “The Lurk” was released in January 2010, only 6 months after she ever wrote a song or recorded in a real studio. The release of The Lurk drew a following due to the tight-knit skateboarding community and the internet. Her 2nd album, Huntin4Haters, which will be available on datpiff.com, brings ellemc’s style, flavor and struggle together for a complete package and proof of her improvement in all aspects of the game.

Ellemc’s music could best be described as dirty skate rap with pop, rock, and punk influences, served with a side of not giving a fuck. Her rap styles range from heavy dirty south anthems and club bangers with heavy punchlines, to beats laced with dark guitar riffs to Madonna/Cyndi lauper influenced tracks that she sings on intertwined with fast rapping.

Lyrics

White Girl Wasted

Written By: ellemc

WHITE GIRL WASTED

I, I m a white girl wasted
You, you on white girl wasted
Do what they say not to
Imma imma get you for the takin (x2)

Verse 1

Im shinin in the club you in the basement
Gettin pearl harbored duplex wasted
Blackout city where I was born
Drink all the cups tears of a lost lover mourn
Dopest shit I’ve ever worn
Look so good on the dance floor
Get ya torn up shots shots shots
How much white girl wasted in it you got?
White girl wasted
Toastin, toastin, shot for shot I take it
Don’t do it like white lines, white lines
White girls wasted, just fine
Give me white wine, white girl station line
white girl wasted like crime
you look more fine, im already a dime
peel ya mind, pacifico sliced limes

I, I m a white girl wasted
You, You on white girl wasted
Do what they say not to
Imma imma get you for the takin (x2)

Verse 2

It just helps my stature wasted in time
is my line, write my own rhymes
Script like an actor fuck your timelinessss
I rhymes white girl faster
Grew up like a hippie, bitch I define disaster
Hand me downs for days You can count me in
Now times my bitch doin all the countin
I get stacks myself, climbin this mountain
Sip the fountain Of wealth-Goin on like a ninja so stealth
I kick it to you like A user talk to a dude of wealth
But really I just fuck with the devil I am hell
And I can take u to heaven
haaaaa we already live in hell 7 on 7
get in the car, boom, we already revving
rasta man you can call me brethren

I, I m a white girl wasted
You, You on white girl wasted
Do what they say not to
Imma imma get you for the takin (x2)

Verse 3

I come thru on 2Alrety wasted
All day pino grigio wine tastin
trail blazin washing machine wasted
I takes ya dimes take all the light limes
Snow white a sneaky bitch on the white rhymes
White girl one time, VIP line
I milk the game one breast at a time, Stop sign
White girl wasted mase spray ya faces
Slurrin swervin feel the base its
No time for love I am the one
I go lola on em 2 people in one
Stumblin like a bum, pickin up stixx im done
lost like hitchhickers thumb
Cool kids don’t give a fuck like a foreigner
Im ya babysitter you in timeout corner

I, I m a white girl wasted
You, You on white girl wasted
Do what they say not to
Imma imma get you for the takin (x2)

Bitches Think Im Cray Cray

Written By: ellemc

Bitches Think Im Cray Cray

Bitches think im cray cray
Oh i think they right
Rollin they eyes
Crazy and my game tight (2)

Verse 1

Cray cray means crazy and that’s what I am
Straight jacket flow and that’s why I win
Sprinklin haterade all on you just like cinnamon
Im warm by the fire you outside creepin lookin in
Crystal ball say listen ya’ll ellemc crazy
run with it, your fucking amazing
Don’t hate cuz im mainstream
I get money while you daydream
Fuck your face monet painting
Twirling we dizzy baby never fainting
This is my shit crazy and legit
Im hikin trail crazy train you just in the mix

You tell me im cray
I already know this
old news baby
Twirling since 1986 (x2)

Bitches think im cray cray
Oh i think they right
Rollin they eyes
Crazy and my game tight (x2)

Verse 2

Skate around the block, lagatha Christy,
play catchup cuz bitch im in your city
brought my crazy crew with me got my dazy dukes pretty
Bumpin Westside connection they lookin at me
strange im just shoutin boom bitty
Ba ba boom bitty itty bitty titty committee
You my assistant go get me a venti
imma mudshark lurkin in murky waters
above you 510 bitch cindy Crawford

You tell me im cray
I already know this
old news baby
Twirling since 1986 (x2)

Bitches think im cray cray
Oh i think they right
Rollin they eyes
Crazy and my game tight (x2)

Bridge

magic on you hoes
Breakin all my bones
White bitch cutt it up like zones
pickin up sticks while You pickin up the phone
I roll solo you can call me home alone (x2)

You tell me im cray
I already know this
old news baby
Twirling since 1986 (x2)

Bitches think im cray cray
Oh i think they right
Rollin they eyes
Crazy and my game tight (x2)

Gypsy Swag

Written By: ellemc

Gypsy Swag

Fuckin Hippies, fuckin hippies, fuckin fuckin hippies

Twirl sick and twitter rich
Gypsy swag hippie bitch (x4)

Verse 1

Id like to be rapstar rather be a scumbag
Been there done that, the industries a blood bath
Drinkin barefoot wine out a paper bag i run fast
dont wear flip flops when you go in for a crumb snatch
give back my backwood, you got a dirty wide mouth
Hippie weed my specialty you gotta pay to find out
Dirty white towels housekeeper at a hotel,
Tell me all ur deepest secrets promise that I wont tell
skeletons in my walk in closet
Night of the living dead and we steady mobbin
Now im robbin hood, Black beauty, black horse
Snow white and the 7 dwarves in ur mom’s black Porsche

Hook

Im floatin in the ocean like an empty bottle
I notice, all these hoes look like some fake ass models

Im floatin in the ocean like an empty bottle
I know these jaggeds pill are hard to swallow

Twirl sick and twitter rich
Gypsy swag hippie bitch (x4)

Verse 2

I cast a spell like bette midler
Red lipstick from hell rimel while I crimp my hair
Im a non sentimental dentaler
Got lyrics that punch you in the mouth
Til you need to go get dental work
Go on girl you broke get u a rental purse
From bags to riches dot com that was my rental verse
I need a rental hearse I murk a lot o f squares
Im drivin in reverse must be why I get a lot of stares
Beware bitch I smudge spirits with a sage stick
Skatin on a haters head hittin on that pavement
Burnin all these hoes I got a match its time to blaze em
I think ur underground cuz u knew you couldn’t make it

Im floatin in the ocean like an empty bottle
I notice, all these hoes look like some fake ass models

Hook

Im floatin in the ocean like an empty bottle
I know these jaggeds pill are hard to swallow

Twirl sick and twitter rich
Gypsy swag hippie bitch (x4)

Verse 3

hey look that’s ellemc look like she on lsd
twirlin on that green tea while im at a meeting
I see things on the ceiling scream im not billy jean
im hallucinating 80s baby with a mood ring
I don’t want no baby’s so I read babysitters club
Lightin up some insence as im sittin on my shag rug
Yolanda is my homie the only one I kick it with
Cookin with Bisquick French dip French kiss
Government cheese is the basis of our friendship
Campfire vampire creature of the night
amy winehouse damn that bitch was tight
fuck the white house cuz they tryna put the hood on crystal white

Hook

Im floatin in the ocean like an empty bottle
I know these jaggeds pill are hard to swallow

Twirl sick and twitter rich
Gypsy swag hippie bitch (x4)

You can't see me, cuz im in a fuckin tipi...
Hippie Bitch....

Candy Rain

Written By: ellemc


Candy Rain

Bitches love skateboards!!!

candy rain rot your teeth stain ur shirt we got bleach
candy rain ruin your family vacation at the beach
candy rain rot your teeth stain ur shirt we got bleach
c-c-c candy rain c-c-c candy rain

Verse 1

I wanna have my my cake, and I wanna eat it too
I wanna have my name candy rain tatted on you
I got soul for real, im not as serious as cancer
Im got presence like Christmas, donner, blitzen dancer
Rose planter romancer, well can you dance in candy rain?
Lets go take a walk with the devil down candy lane
Candy land is a game, play it til ur brains tired
switch game like a vein or a cocaine provider
cry wolf, awooooo, little red riding hood
big teeth rollin ten deep cus my timing good
we are not the same, im eve from the garden,
mixed with the virgin mary eat the apple cuz im starving

Hook

C c c Candy rain on you bitches
white like snow like it was Christmas
C c c Candy rain on you bitches
sweet candy rain comin down in inches

candy rain rot your teeth stain ur shirt we got bleach
candy rain ruin your family vacation at the beach
candy rain rot your teeth stain ur shirt we got bleach
c-c-c candy rain c-c-c candy rain

Verse 2

veruca salt at the mall my phone don’t get no service
im dippin outside cuz that candy rain got em chirpin
hello hi, oh did u want great white or that sturgeon
white fish baow larry david is my favorite person
workin class from Idaho, but u know aint no hoe
fuck a French fry bitch I want the whole potato
I sleep with the devil I live life on the edge
sweet like a rose petal but a thorn that u dread
Ill sleep when im dead, sippin from the devils gulch
Medical tadaow, im high like a pedestal
Im smoother than a babies skin slathered with some retinol
And best of all my back don’t ever hurt because my breasts is hella small


C c c Candy rain on you bitches
white like snow like it was Christmas
C c c Candy rain on you bitches
sweet candy rain comin down in inches

candy rain rot your teeth stain ur shirt we got bleach
candy rain ruin your family vacation at the beach
candy rain rot your teeth stain ur shirt we got bleach
c-c-c candy rain c-c-c candy rain

Discography

White Girl Wasted, played on wild 107.5 in Portland, Oregon for over a year.

"The Lurk EP" released January 2011

"Huntin 4 Haters" EP released August 2011