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crawdad - she's my ace - the story of hip hop lyrics
lyrics:
“i took my baby on a stroll around the
atmosphere, she fell in love with a slug that
locked her up in a cage, it’s safe to say it’s one
be lo on that binary star where she’s kept
now days, so aceyalone and lonely, but she
mos def gonna grab that tech n9ne and
phone the homies, she an unknown
prophet, got a group of swollen members,
let’s see, she kick back with a kool cat named
keith, a couple nuns and a killah priest,
actin like she got that immortal technique,
she got three sisters, jean, grae, lucy, and a
brother named ali, they like to fight and
drink jd, those my dialated peoples, they
tonedef with illogic, but they still on some
evil, before me, she was with some dude who
just got out of chino, xl around the neck, but
the s-x was sloppy, prolly no libido, when i met
her i weaseled my way into her home and laid
out a blueprint for our lives together so she
never grieves alone, oh how luckyiam that it
happened in this stunning sequence, i always
knew her and i were cunning lynguists, but
the way we fight is too blessed, too messed,
2mexed to keep the issues down under, but
when we do smack thighs like thunder, we call
the finished product the 9th wonder of the
world, my girl’s a living legend, around the
block they call her guru, cause she convinced
a whole army of pharaohs to leave a prez
dead, who knew, and she wasn’t used to my
mac, lethal from the start, but i aesop
rocked and rolled my way into that heart,
labeled cl-ssified, but i don’t read braille
so i felt p-ssion in the arch, and i mastered the
d-mn art of shape shifting the plastic little
parts into sage that we burn, francis in a jar,
that i keep in a box under the bar, that i only
take out when there’s a drout and a black
star, cause i know that means my baby’s
prolly on it weeping, let’s b-real, she’s a
grouch on the weekends, reads the book of
eligh and there’s clout when she’s speaking,
but doubtfully seeking validation in too many
places, i call her hip hop for short, and she’s
my ace man.”
© 2012 crawdad/crawford
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