Ta-Ta

Ta-Ta

 Plainfield, New Jersey, USA
BandHip HopRock

Singer, songwriter Ta-Ta is one of the most critically celebrated independent recording artists on the scene today. Her eclectic repertoire of original songs has garnered multiple awards. If you like refreshing originality and charismatic performances, look no further than the versatile Ta-Ta.

Biography

Ta-Ta hails from P-Funk City, Plainfield, NJ. Inspired by Whitney Houston, Anita Baker and Regina Belle, she began singing at an early age. During an after school program in Middle School, some of the boys got on stage and started disrespecting females so Ta-Ta stepped in and wrote a rhyme to get back at them. Thus was born Ta-Ta's dynamic rhyming skills that she mixes with her singing talent. Ta-Ta hooked up with several local groups before striking out on her own.

Since introducing her debut CD, "Never Forget", Ta-Ta has received many honors, most notably, the first Queen Latifah Award for Hip-Hop, performing at the Billboard/BET Conference, Best Rap Song from the John Lennon Songwriting Contest and two Best Rap Album Awards and Best Rap Song from Just Plain Folks ("the grass roots Grammys"). In addition to numerous performances throughout the United States, Ta-Ta was invited to perform at the Popkomm Festival in Germany. Her song "Spittin' Verses" has been licensed for a film.

Lyrics

Dying, Trying, Crying

Written By: Boatwright/Alexander

We’re dying, we’re dying, we’re dying
Do you see what I see
We’re crying, we’re crying, we’re crying
Wipe away tears gently
We’re trying, we’re trying, we’re trying
Is it you or is it me
We’re dying, trying, crying

We’re trying, crying, we’re dying
Hey you with the gun, what if that was ya mother, father, sister, brother or ya little one
‘Cause that’s who they are to someone and ya kill ‘em
The walking dead, overdosing on drugs
Some even floating in the sky never felt love
We don’t die, we multiply, no because we’re dying at a younger age
Don’t have a chance to multiply now a days
Seem like it’s too late for a change
And don’t they wanna hear that, how we suppose to repair that
Looking for love outside, can’t find it, where’s it at
People do anything to fit in, be cool and look hard
When ya peeps die the only time you wanna speak to God
But you speaking to ‘em more now as tears fall down
Ya peeps being buried in the ground
Some may not like this as I write this
But y’all know I ain’t lying
Life alone is priceless but look around we’re dying

We’re dying, we’re dying, we’re dying
Do you see what I see
We’re crying, we’re crying, we’re crying
Wipe away tears gently
We’re trying, we’re trying, we’re trying
Is it you or is it me
We’re dying, trying, crying

We’re dying, trying, we’re crying
Black, white, yellow, purple, thugs to Uerkels
We all have to live together on this big blue and green circle
Whether you like it or not you here
You gots to make the best of it while you still here
We all shed tears of joy or pain, we let it rain
Let it rain ‘cause we want a change
The easy way we wanna take, gotta struggle to appreciate
All these distractions make it hard for us to think straight
We make our own problems, expect someone else to solve ‘em
You don’t even love ya self so how you gonna love ‘em
Lady you crying over that man, man you crying over that lady
Got the kids crying ‘cause ya’ll playing tug-of-war with the babies
It’s crazy
Crying ‘cause we dying, crying ‘cause we trying
But it seems like we ain’t getting no where
Here’s a breath of fresh air to help dry up ya tears gently
To talk to you I feel the Lord sent me (come on)

We’re dying, we’re dying, we’re dying
Do you see what I see
We’re crying, we’re crying, we’re crying
Wipe away tears gently
We’re trying, we’re trying, we’re trying
Is it you or is it me
We’re dying, trying, crying

We’re dying, crying, we’re trying
The truth stares you in ya face, you ignore it
The lies constantly in ya ear so you adore it
Sometimes you gotta take a step back to move forward
And whatever you want gotta work hard for it
See, to me it’s more than making millions
I just need to know somebody’s getting all this while they hearing
And not just staring at what my body’s wearing ‘cause that’s irrelevant
I’m here to make a difference (listen)

We’re dying, we’re dying, we’re dying
Do you see what I see
We’re crying, we’re crying, we’re crying
Wipe away tears gently
We’re trying, we’re trying, we’re trying
Is it you or is it me
We’re dying, trying, crying

Dance Witcha

Written By: Boatwright/Alexander

Music, take me away...
Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor

I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get ya, get ya
I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get you

Me, myself and I, music’s getting me high, feets take me for a ride, hands up to the sky
Throw all your cares away, ‘cause music’s here to save the day
How can I be happy if my street’s still nappy?

Soon as you enter the center, got your peoples with ya,
Lettin’ the music hit ya, get ya
It’s on screamin’ oh, that’s my song oh, that’s my song oh, that’s my song

Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor

I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get ya, get ya
I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get you

Music take me away, oh what a day , please Mr. DJ let the record play
So many things juggle in my head wanting me to fumble
Need somethin’ in this jungle, goin’ through the struggle

Music, gotta use it to ease my mind
Take away the pain , the rain, it’s got me feeling fine
I just wanna dance like I never danced before
And I wanna dance with you, so get your ass on the floor

Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor

I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get ya, get ya
I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get you

I wanna dance with you the whole night through, feel the groove, let your body move,
I wanna dance with you the whole night through, feel the groove, let your body move

Feel it in the air, throw away your cares
I know you wanna dance, come on, come one, come all and stop babysitting that wall

Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor
Everybody get on the dance floor

I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get ya, get ya
I wanna dance with ya, throw up my hands with ya
Move to the groove, let the music get you

Shake what your momma gave ya, be on your best behavior, let the music save ya, take ya away
Shake what your momma gave ya, be on your best behavior, let the music save ya, take ya away

Ride 'em Ruff

Written By: Boatwright/Alexander

I feel I’m ya inspiration cause, I am here for you
And I know you can do (what, what) Whatever you wanna do

Ooh ow ow ow ow, ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh ow ow ow ow, Ride ‘em ruff ‘til they can’t get enough
Ooh ow ow ow ow, ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh ow ow ow ow, Ride ‘em ruff ‘til they can’t get enough

Nothing worth something comes easy
Streets are like nappy heads it’s ruff, tangled and peasy
Gotta get through like combs
Don’t depend on nobody do it on ya own
Make the whole wide world feel ya zone
Ride ‘em ruff and make ‘em moan
Like a mother in labor push
Harder, harder get a little further
Always talking ‘bout I need to eat too
But the only one stopping you is you

Those that don’t speak I speak for you
Those that don’t teach I teach for you
Those that don’t reach I reach for you
I am here for you
Those that don’t sing I sing for you
Those that don’t rhyme I rhyme for you
Those that don’t dance I dance for you
Whatever you wanna do

Ooh ow ow ow ow, ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh ow ow ow ow, Ride ‘em ruff ‘til they can’t get enough
Ooh ow ow ow ow, ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh ow ow ow ow, Ride ‘em ruff ‘til they can’t get enough

Ya’ll know Ta-Ta but I know Vera
I told myself one day in the mirror
Suck it up and stop crying
Cause them tears don’t get you nowhere
And don’t nobody care as much as you do
About what you do so what you gonna do
You gotta work for it, hurt for it
Grind in the dirt for it, search for it
It’s all worth it in the end, you win
You love it with a passion
Make it happen
They had jokes but now who’s laughin’
Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah

Those that don’t speak I speak for you
Those that don’t teach I teach for you
Those that don’t reach I reach for you
I am here for you
Those that don’t sing I sing for you
Those that don’t rhyme I rhyme for you
Those that don’t dance I dance for you
Whatever you wanna do

Ooh ow ow ow ow, ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh ow ow ow ow, Ride ‘em ruff ‘til they can’t get enough
Ooh ow ow ow ow, ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh ow ow ow ow, Ride ‘em ruff ‘til they can’t get enough

Now take that, take that, hit ‘em with this
Take that, take that, hit ‘em with that
It’s not gonna fall in ya lap
Don’t you let ‘em hold you back
If you trapped, squeeze through the cracks
And if you fall get back on track
Don’t you quit don’t give up
We need you as much as you need us
So ride ‘em, ride ‘em, ride ‘em ruff
Ride ‘em, ride ‘em, ride ‘em ruff
Cause it’s never, ever, ever, ever, ever enough

Those that don’t speak I speak for you
Those that don’t teach I teach for you
Those that don’t reach I reach for you
I am here for you
Those that don’t sing I sing for you
Those that don’t rhyme I rhyme for you
Those that don’t dance I dance for you
Whatever you wanna do

Ooh look at you show the world what you can do
Ooh look at you ooh ow ow ow ow
Ooh look at you show the world what you can do
Ooh look at you ooh ow ow ow ow

What are you waiting for, go
What are you waiting for, go
What are you waiting for, go, go, go, go
What are you waiting for, go
What are you waiting for, go
What are you waiting for, go, go, go, go

Until they can’t get enough

Discography

Released on indie label A&G Records and produced by Seth Alexander:

Debut CD: "Never Forget" (featuring a duet with Smooth Bee)
Scheduled for release in 2010: "One Woman Army"

Videos:

"Everybody, Come Out" (Best Video Award, Just Plain Folks)
"Spittin' Verses" (from the movie "Bloody Streetz")

Set List

Sets range from 15 to 40 minutes:

Ride 'em Rough
Dying, Crying, Trying
I Know That I Love
Everybody Wanna Be Somebody
Never Forget