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Cold Legistics
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Hip hop with the emphasis on lyricism mainly.
Whats goooood? Figured it was time to update this shin dig. My name is Sarah V, aka Lady Essence or Lady E. Been rapping for almost 7 years now. well, I wrote for four years and Ive been recording for the last three. My boy YS-2 started producing my tracks, then I bought his studio and I started producing my own shit. I try to vary as much as I can with my style, whether on some abstract, hard hitting, or story telling shit, I try to mix it up as much as possible so I don't get too boring. I don't really do battles, the track I did against LD and Deth Moad were my first battle tracks. Anywho, hope you enjoy, if you have any questions or comments feel free to hit me up!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #860
Peak in subgenre #423
Uploaded
February 01, 2008
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:10
Lyrics
I got a pocket full of words herbs and a snare- Visions of a curb makit it urban in here- Cats spittin it absurd- So we're urgin to hear- rhythm sorta surges- it bursts in a flare- Rappers short of perfect- But verses are prayers- And the curse of our purpose- Was hurt thru the years- You know how it is..dollars tainted in the mixture- Illustrations faded- I painted you a picture- Braided thru my scriptures- My thoughts on the canvas- My world on a drumline- cropped with a hand print- Its been branded- and labeled ways- that break the legs from the table- Whats stable will fade- Radio plays- Come vaguely with praise- Music even begged me behead me today- The lead needs a break- The mind needs push- Something new to come in order- Like our times with bush- I suppose theres a mist in the vibe- a mystery tied in the bliss and the lies- Everyday theres history-in which we describe- But nobodys listening- or lifting their pride- S'why im shifting my eyes- And im Focusin in- I wrote this in sin- I was soakin in gin- Im not saying that its hopeless- But I hope we begin- Lookin at ourselves- With a scope and a lense- My dopeness depends- on the notice of trends- Some listen real close- And give a toast to my pens- those are my friends- The people I relate to too- The people I escape thru- When feeblenesss a snake thru- I'll make do- With the lack of the color- The greys and the black all act on eachother- Like irrational brothers- all the passion is smothered- Fallen thru the maddness in cracks of the gutter
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