Only through my eyes will one understand.............
FEMALE, HIP HOP, SOLOIST. SERIOUS INQUIRIES ONLY.
I AM A SOLO FEMALE HIP-HOP ARTIST. I HAIL SOUTH TO GEORGIA FROM OHIO AND HAVE BEEN RHYMING AND PERFORMING FOR ABOUT FIFTEEN YEARS ON AMATEUR STATUS. NOW I'M LETTING THE JUICE LOOSE BECAUSE THE INDUSTRY IS THIRSTY FOR ME!
Story behind the song
I AM AN OPEN BOOK. 1st verse left off intentionally. Sensitive.
Lyrics
CHORUS (Below)
You, you better stop it ‘cause you do not understand my politics and how I rock. You say, you’re my biggest fan, but ya really hatin’ on me I can see it in your face. I just copped this record deal and you still catchin’ petty cases.
VERSE 2
Me, me? Pride of Africa. You? Product of Attica. I put my visions down on paper now they call me radical. You’d lay down and take it with no attitude, I’m mad at ya. See my economics futuristic so just listen. I put ME in perspective now I’m in the best position, to put you up on business ‘cause it’s evident you missed it. Me? I’m the puppet master. You got a few strings attached. Me, I’m on the top today, but if I fall I’m bouncin’ back. You? Got a complex. You’re scared to follow dreams and money. Me? I’m just the opposite, Bi***, I’mma hit that ground runnin’. Chrome? Yes! When I cock it. Vendettas? Straight gunnin’. I ain’t gon’ ask no questions when I come. Ni***, duck and run.
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Me, me? I’’m the sh**, with me and you there’s no comparison. Trikker Treat physician, diagnosin’ all you amateurs. What you wanna do, listen to me while I rock it acapella? I ain’t stoppin’. I’m too hot, I got that fire, drop the beat. Bi***, I am a beast up on this mic(k), but I’m not Irish, check the bloodline. I get descriptive when I’m rippin’ bi*****, this the punchline. Servin’ all my haters, line ‘em up. Get in this lunch line.
CHORUS
greetings trikker, fable in macon here. like your flow. check mine out somtime. then lets talk about how our next song will feat each other hmmm. an open mind.