Hip-hop had a heartbeat. It had a soul. It was a way of life that gave birth to each and every poet, dancer, creative person that roamed the earth with something to say and that something mattered. And people listened and understood and felt the heartbeat and saw truth in lyrics that caressed the beat and felt purpose in the culture that gave birth to a new era….. hip hop. We miss you.
"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."
Me, myself, & my mic
"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.
2 comments:
Hip Hop sold that soul...it donated its organs to the greedy piper who bellows out its auto tuned filled notes to the masses to consume....hip hop was a whore who slept with all the right people for the wrong reasons....hip hop was a crackhead who needed a fix....hip hop is now nothing but jungle bunny auto tune generic no personality drugged up foolishness that molests the ears of everyone around...hip hop is not hip hop....hip hop had a heidi montag surgery and fucked everything up...but worst of all we have no one to blame but ourselves cause who let that bitch do that?
R.I.P Hip Hop =(
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