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ABSOLUTION
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A different type of femcee....
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Hip Hop, Poetry, Spoken Word, Soul, Jazz, Singer, Emcee,Rapper, Producer, Female
Patience has been putting a dent in the Oklahoma City underground scene for 12 years making her mark as a Singer/Emcee/Song Writer/DJ and Spoken Word Artist. On this page you will find old tracks as well as new ones.
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Genre
Jazz • Jazz General
Charts
#6,558 today Peak #115
#1,916 in subgenre Peak #34
Author
Patience
Rights
2004
Uploaded
June 19, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
(All Vocals Mine) I wanted to plan ahead when I wrote this song. I AM going to make it in the music industry, but I am a concept emcee and there are actions in my past that conflict with my present take on life, etiquette, and self-realization. I was hoping to come clean and receive ABSOLUTION.
Lyrics
Restored faith bought me to this state with a clean slate No more talk of set backs forward not to face fate Conscious efforts to avoid mistakes Cautions where I walk mow the lawn to see the snakes A cliché Post a sign on my fence that reads beware of the bitch No words derogatory just preparing for the story How this one shorty I know found her way to glory Paid her due & Made her dough off singing the blues From reading the news and preaching to fools Still having such a long way to go with Room for growth Loosing hope with personal struggles Self-loathing yet so out spoken Heart and mind open Give me a fat blunt for smoking While I persist to cough up the shit that had me choking Grab that pen and that pad to take note in Serve me with a cup of absolution God I’m ready know (Hook) Clear thoughts make room for happiness Reminiscent ways through my gaze Reliving past days gone A fresh start is what inspired my song Thought this life time hasn’t seemed that long I’ve been at the bottom Doing shows trade the mic for a pole With fans who systematically would rape my soul Doing what I had to do to make dough Turning then to the pimp game Where I would refuse to fold No longer a hoe the girl you don’t know Distorted visions of her own self worth Polluting the womb that belonged to the earth No sense of turf heart broke since birth Hustling pharmaceuticals, fencing equipment Consistently in search for upliftment Here now delivered like a shipment Through the chaos reality showed me that I’m gifted Sippin on my cup of absolution renewin (Hook)
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