San Francisco (/ˌsæn frənˈsɪskoʊ/), officially the City and County of San Francisco, is the financial, cultural, and transportation center of the San Francisco Bay Area, a region of 7.6 million people which includes San Jose and Oakland. The only consolidated city-county in California, it encompasses a land area of about 46.9 square miles (121 km2) on the northern end of the San Francisco Peninsula, giving it a density of about 17,179 people per square mile (6,632 people per km2). It is the most densely settled large city (population greater than 200,000) in the state of California and the second-most densely populated large city in the United States after New York City. San Francisco is the fourth most populous city in California and the 13th most populous city in the United States, with a population of 805,235 as of the 2010 Census. The San Francisco-Oakland-Fremont metropolitan area has a population of 4,335,391.
In 1776, colonists from Spain established a fort at the Golden Gate and a mission named for Francis of Assisi a few miles away. The California Gold Rush of 1849 propelled the city into a period of rapid growth, increasing the population in one year from 1,000 to 25,000, and thus transforming it into the largest city on the West Coast at the time. After three-quarters of the city was destroyed by the 1906 earthquake and fire, San Francisco was quickly rebuilt, hosting the Panama-Pacific International Exposition nine years later. During World War II, San Francisco was the port of embarkation for service members shipping out to the Pacific Theater. After the war, the confluence of returning servicemen, massive immigration, liberalizing attitudes, and other factors led to the Summer of Love and the gay rights movement, cementing San Francisco as a center of liberal activism in the United States.
Eric Patrick Clapton, CBE, (born 30 March 1945) is an English guitarist and singer-songwriter. Clapton is the only three-time inductee to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame: once as a solo artist, and separately as a member of The Yardbirds and Cream. Clapton has been referred to as one of the most important and influential guitarists of all time. Clapton ranked second in Rolling Stone magazine's list of the "100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time" and fourth in Gibson's Top 50 Guitarists of All Time.
In the mid 1960s, Clapton departed from the Yardbirds to play blues with John Mayall & the Bluesbreakers. In his one-year stay with Mayall, Clapton gained the nickname "Slowhand". Immediately after leaving Mayall, Clapton formed Cream, a power trio with drummer Ginger Baker and bassist Jack Bruce in which Clapton played sustained blues improvisations and "arty, blues-based psychedelic pop." For most of the 1970s, Clapton's output bore the influence of the mellow style of J.J. Cale and the reggae of Bob Marley. His version of Marley's "I Shot the Sheriff" helped reggae reach a mass market. Two of his most popular recordings were "Layla", recorded by Derek and the Dominos, another band he formed and Robert Johnson's "Crossroads", recorded by Cream. A recipient of seventeen Grammy Awards, in 2004 Clapton was awarded a CBE for services to music. In 1998, Clapton, a recovering alcoholic and drug addict, founded the Crossroads Centre on Antigua, a medical facility for recovering substance abusers.
Bob Dylan ( /ˈdɪlən/), born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941, is an American singer-songwriter, musician and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an informal chronicler and a seemingly reluctant figurehead of social unrest. A number of Dylan's early songs, such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'", became anthems for the US civil rights and anti-war movements. Leaving his initial base in the culture of folk music behind, Dylan's six-minute single "Like a Rolling Stone" has been described as radically altering the parameters of popular music in 1965. However, his recordings employing electric instruments attracted denunciation and criticism from others in the folk movement.
Dylan's lyrics incorporated a variety of political, social, philosophical, and literary influences. They defied existing pop music conventions and appealed hugely to the then burgeoning counterculture. Initially inspired by the songs of Woody Guthrie,Robert Johnson, and Hank Williams, as well as the music and performance styles of Buddy Holly and Little Richard, Dylan has both amplified and personalized musical genres. His recording career, spanning fifty years, has explored numerous distinct traditions in American song—from folk, blues and country to gospel, rock and roll, and rockabilly to English, Scottish, and Irish folk music, embracing even jazz and swing.
I bathed in the water of the wrath
I like to count the money bitch I like to do the math
You’re sneaky like a left jab over hand right
I’m Friday night fights in the Memphis bright lights
I got a suit passion
I like to dress in the high fashion
Broke hos with good jokes keep me laughin’
I talk shit behind the tint of my Benz
As my driver goes 90 over da Bay Bridge
It’s like smokin’ weed all up in heaven
My God is a 7
And yo I’m a 3 11
That’s 14
I sport Jordan’s when I wear jeans
I’m in the hills of Tahoe throwing on my high beams
I like to wear rings
A couple pretty things
I sport leather on a bitch
If the city rains
We do drugs on a polar bear rug
If your man is a pimp
Don’t expect no love
It’s all upgrade
My new shades block the sun rays
Tupac on every Sunday
It’s all upgrade
My new shades block the sun rays
Tupac on every Sunday
I unwrap the plastic off the swisher
Grab your telephone bitch you can take a picture
Pour it like its liquor but move a little quicka
We live by the gun so we die by the trigger
That’s word of life
Man have you ever seen a fiend’s pipe?
It’s as dark as 12 a.m.
even in the sun light
I lose my train of thought until you say the cost
I gotta bookie that love when I take a loss
I gotta prohibition mind state
about the crime rate
No love bitch on a blind date
You get a repo reaction from the people
Down here we bump C-Bo
We sport Filas and Adidas and Perry Ellis
Them bitches might be fine but them hos be getting jealous
It’s high fashion car crashin suit matchin
Talkin shit on the freeway laughin
I gotta sweet tooth
I like candy paint
I talk shit to a bitch
Til the ho faint
I gotta sweet tooth
I like candy paint
I talk shit to a bitch
Til the ho faint
Get the New Testament
You get the tour and the estimate
Rhyme crime up in your residence
The camera lens is not a friend
it just offends
so I talk alotta shit behind the tint of my Benz
on I-80 880 980 580
280 Aw Baby
All aboard like a train
My young homie said he’s like an old man
Cuz he’s gotta push cane
Like a dime
To design
it never rhyme
My soul it never dies just like the Holy Qur’an
And on the scale
It’s like bail
And killer whales
Get at me early baby
Something like a clearance sale
I open up
I let you know
about the cost
I eat a pork chop with a deep money thought
I open up
I let you know
about the cost
I eat a pork chop with a deep money thought
Like a dead poet
And you know
Cuz you show it
I’m driving down to San Jose and I like to floor it
Like a dead poet
And you know
Cuz you show it
Maybe I'm a loner,
Maybe I'm a man,
Maybe I'm a fool,
But tried to understand.
I've been a dreamer,
And I've been around,
And I've spent my time
In many lonesome towns.
I used to know a woman,
I used to know a child,
Sometimes she was so gentle,
Sometimes she'd be so wild.
I gave her all my lovin,
And I gave her all my youth,
So certain of the future,
So sure we found the truth.
San Francisco Bay,
Where my love and I did run away,
We were looking for another day,
But we couldn't find the words to say...
San Francisco Bay,
All the flowers that we gave away,
Didn't know our sky was turing gray,
We were so young in San Francisco Bay.
So you see my darling,
Just why I've been so strange,
I've had so many heartaches,
It's hard for me to change.
So when you talk of lovin,
And going away with me,
I still can't help remembering
The way things used to be...
San Francisco Bay,
Where my love and I did run away,
We were looking for another day,
But we couldn't find the words to say...
San Francisco Bay,
All the flowers that we gave away,
Didn't know our sky was turing gray,
We were so young in San Francisco Bay.
San Francisco Bay,
Where my love and I did run away,
We were looking for another day,
But we couldn't find the words to say...
San Francisco Bay,
All the flowers that we gave away,
Didn't know our sky was turing gray,
Maybe I'm a loner,
Maybe I'm a man,
Maybe I'm a fool,
But tried to understand.
I've been a dreamer,
And I've been around,
And I've spent my time
In many lonesome towns.
I used to know a woman,
I used to know a child,
Sometimes she was so gentle,
Sometimes she'd be so wild.
I gave her all my lovin,
And I gave her all my youth,
So certain of the future,
So sure we found the truth.
San Francisco Bay,
Where my love and I did run away,
We were looking for another day,
But we couldn't find the words to say...
San Francisco Bay,
All the flowers that we gave away,
Didn't know our sky was turing gray,
We were so young in San Francisco Bay.
So you see my darling,
Just why I've been so strange,
I've had so many heartaches,
It's hard for me to change.
So when you talk of lovin,
And going away with me,
I still can't help remembering
The way things used to be...
San Francisco Bay,
Where my love and I did run away,
We were looking for another day,
But we couldn't find the words to say...
San Francisco Bay,
All the flowers that we gave away,
Didn't know our sky was turing gray,
We were so young in San Francisco Bay.
San Francisco Bay,
Where my love and I did run away,
We were looking for another day,
But we couldn't find the words to say...
San Francisco Bay,
All the flowers that we gave away,
Didn't know our sky was turing gray,
I'm going down as crazy
getting cream from a man in leather
and it that ain't high enough what can I do?
He told me son you'd better try this
turns you on while you're asleep
but if that ain't well enough I'll give you more
And I
I opened my mind today
from New York City down to San Fransisco Bay
Bay I'm going down as crazy
getting cream from a man in leather
but if that ain't high enough what can I do?(yeah)
I'm seeing red and blue lights
seeing trains from another planet
but if that ain't weird enough what can I do?
And I ain't going down like that
so I ain't going down like that
I'm just breathing until the air gets fresh again.
And I
I'm sending my mind today from New York City down to San Fransisco Bay
(yeah yeah yeah)
I'm seeing red and blue lights seeing trains from another planet
but i that ain't weird enough what can I do?