Feminine spirit in lyrics and music

"Never said it was fair, but still I never knew fear
Not in a million years could you tell me that I'd be here
I just hopped off that Lear, my life on another tier
Lifting glasses for cheers, keep that hating out my ear
From country living to county skipping, this would drive you crazy
Check the rate that they pay me a giant could never slay me
Money never a maybe but never forgot my roots
I heard that the top is lonely I wonder if it's the truth
So I'm just climbing pay that fine and now I'm shining could be blinding
Ain't too much real left but right here is where you could find it
This that new classic, Ain't this what you needed
I'm what amazing look like you recognise it when you see it

Know where I wanna be but I'm far from home
Just tryna' make it on my own
And unless they send me clothes i dont answer phones
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone

I've been counted out, I've been stepped on
I was wide awake and got slept on
I had everything and then lost it
Worked my ass off, I'm exhausted
All this talk about me, just talk about me
I'm here now, they can't walk around me
I'm dedicated, flow elevated
Tell every hater hope you never play it, said I'll never make it
I'm celebrating, I'm never quitting, no resignation
I took desperate measures out of desperation
I'm a fresh face with no expiration
The pressure made diamonds so I threw 'em off in this chain
When it's all on the line
I'm who you want in the game
Cause I'm gonna get it and it's for sure
Can't be like y'all, it's no go
International, y'all local, got this locked up just like gopo
Every beat get a??
Won't lose, oh, no, that's your call
Been up and down like low lows
Still make my own on my solo
Had to be here to believe it
Things like whether to perceive it
It will let you know that I mean it
If I speak it I say keep it
This flow, it's genius
Just think about it, would I think about it?
If I didn't live it won't ink about it
Married to the money, put a ring around it, what?

Know where I wanna be but I'm far from home
Just tryna' make it on my own
And unless they send me clothes i dont answer phones
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone

And everything ain't the way I planned it
But when the smoke clears I'm the last standing
This lifestyle can be so demanding
But I take off like a plane and I ain't ever landing

Know where I wanna be but I'm far from home
Just tryna' make it on my own
And unless they send me clothes i dont answer phones
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone

Ain't no going back now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone"

-Iggy Azaea, Walk the Line


^ very good and very rare to see some truly nice feminine rap/pop hop. Both her music and lyrics are a genuinely feminine intrusion into this genre. This beautiful chick is for real.

K.Flay is good too, just not as good as Iggy. It takes her a while to start valuing the genre in her own terms rather than letting the genre value her in its terms, but eventually she gets there:


"You got drunk and said you love me, but
I woudn't come inside
i've got options, trust me,
you are no other guys.
sometimes you're just so awful,
and all my friends agree
but i can't help the way i stumble
you look good when you're been mean you disappear for weeks at least, you barely have a job
don't know why it feels like recently
i'm choking on exhaust
and you held my hand on the train
that one night in the cold
asked me, "could you stick around?"
and i fucking told you no but
i, i have got time for you
you, you make me wanna die without trying to
be careful i'm easy to crush
yeah i know i'm busy enough, but
i, i have got time for you.
how could you go chasing after me
and not see that it hurt?
when you replayed all your histories
of lies and ripping shirts
now you're screaming that you're angry
that you retraced all my steps
please stop saying that you're changing
get the fuck out of my bed!
cause i need someone else, who every night,
remembers i exist
who doesn't say that he's ready but then
can't ever commit
all i know is that you're bad for me
and i'm, like, bad enough
still when i'm alone in some hotel room
you're the one i want
cause
i, i have got time for you
you, you make me wanna die
without trying to
be careful, i'm easy to crush
yeah i know i'm busy enough but
i, i have got time for you.
ah, only thing that i can count on is you not coming through, so
why do i find myself wishing i was next to you
in a crowd full of people on south 2nd
but i'm still texting you
i'm sick of that, i'm sick of the second you leave
how i invest in you.
well, i made plans tonight
but i'm panicked, feel like cancelling
damn it i hang on your lips
like they're a cliff till i slip and vanish.
you said in a couple months, you might be ready
and part of me's still hoping
but you won't be
and both of us, we know it
i, i have got time for you
you, you make me wanna die
without trying to
be careful, i'm easy to crush
yeah i know i'm busy enough, but
i, i have got time for you"

K.Flay, "Time For You" (2014)


She definitely has promise if she can up her game and her self-valuing.


"We met on a Wednesday
In the summer, it was blazing
You looked at my black jeans, said are you crazy?
I guess I might have laughed
And after that you stuck to me like glue
But you had a girl at home and too many tattoos
I was in a rough patch, real depressed
You took my hand and said the sun it rises in the east but I came from the west
My heart it skipped and that was that
I should have known don’t trust a poet
Cause they can’t do the math

I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time
Headed on a bad trip with the wrong high
I don’t really know why
But you felt right to me
I hadn’t had a good thing in a long time
Moving in the fast lane with the wrong guy
I don’t really know why
But you felt right to me

We met on a Friday
In the winter, it was freezing
Felt a bit like history repeating
We’d been on a break but then decided we could try to spend the night like friends and roam the city
Knowing what that meant
So we were back & I was pouring poison
Texting you reports from everywhere I went
And you’d write back I miss you even more
And it was torture for me
I should have known don’t trust a poet
Cause they prefer to bleed

I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time
Headed on a bad trip with the wrong high
I don’t really know why
But you felt right to me
I hadn’t had a good thing in a long time
Moving in the fast lane with the wrong guy
I don’t really know why
But you felt right to me

Wrote this on a Sunday after months out on the road
Wonder if you have regrets and which direction those thoughts go
Like was it worth it in the end?
Sometimes it feels like you just used me for my mind & innocence
And now I heard you had a kid, finished a book & got a wife
Things been good to you since that last goodbye
But I just have to say my piece
You should have known don’t trust a poet
Cause we know how to speak."

K.Flay, "You Felt Right" (2016)

Yeah she is on her way.

Haha, goddamn not only does she value the genre in terms of herself but here she also values the masculine in terms of herself too. Fuck.


"I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby

This twisted cat and mouse game always starts the same
First we're both down to play, then somehow you go astray
We went from nothing to something, liking to loving
It was us against the world, and now we just fucking

It's like I loved you so much, and now I just hate you
Feeling stupid for all the time that I gave you
I wanted all or nothing for us, ain't no place in between
Might, might be me believing what you say that you never mean

Like it'll last forever, but now forever ain't as long
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be stuck singing this song
You were different from my last, but now you got it mirrored
And as it all plays out, I see it couldn't be clearer, now sing

You used to be thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby, now rest in peace (it's all over with now)

I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (right)
And I'm gonna show ya (show 'em what, show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby

(Black, black widow, baby)

I'm gonna l-l-l-love you until it hurts
Just to get you I'm doing whatever works
You ain't ever met nobody that'll do you how I do ya
That'll bring you to your knees
Praise Jesus, hallelujah

I'mma make you beg for it, plead for it
Till you feel like you breathe for it
Till you do any and everything for it
I want you to fiend for it
Wake up and dream for it
Till it's got you gasping for air, and you lean forward
Till they have a CAT scan to check on your mind
And it's nothing but me on it (on it, on it)

Now it's me-time, believe that
If it's yours and you want it
I want it, promise I need that
Till I'm everywhere that you be at
I can't fall back, go quick
'Cause this here is fatal attraction, so I take it all or I don't want shit

You used to be thirsty for me (right)
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby, now rest in peace (it's all over with now)

I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (right)
And I'm gonna show ya (show 'em what, show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby

Black, black, black
Black widow, baby"

Iggy Azalea, "Black Widow"


Fuck.


Notice her real name is actually Amethyst. And I bet she has a badass astrological chart.

Sheeeeit.

It's all over now.

Shoulda known better than to mess with me harder.



Lol.

Fuck love gimme diamonds.


Airhorn.

Rolexes don't tick tock

But baby my time cost.


Cupid got another arrow and shit like that.





Kek.

This chick is too profound for humanity.

Mo bounce.

How famous can one get
Before she get tired



Preaching about profits
Ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a goddess







Jesus

Human = game over

Dammit baby my time is money.

My flow retarded

Humans suck, only success matters.

Currently analyzing Nicki Minaj to see if she qualifies for this thread.

Ehhhhh

Being referenced by a thousand others doesn't qualify as success. When Nicki displays her self-value it's just... not that significant. I'm sure she doesn't make her own music. Not really.

Iggy is still the goddess.

Haha, I was about to post Minaj here when you started this thread. I do prefer her sound, but I had to conclude her lyrics aren't going to convince you. I was, then, right.
To my judgement, she does have the better flow.
Furthermore, I like this thread.

Nicki flow is decent, for sure. I definitely do not hate it. But......

Flow:





Truth, power, and fantasy. All in one.

Im kind of useless at this. All I have is a very old song, with a verse by a woman that I truly like.

Rage wrote:

I'm sipping on Tanqueray
With my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy
Are-A-G to the motherfucking E
Back with my nigga S-N double O-P
(Yeah, and ya don't stop)
Rage in effect I just begun to rock
(I said yeah, and you don't quit)
(Hey yo Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit)
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up
Oh what did ya think I, didn't ever think I
Would be the one to make you blink eye, I catch you like pink-eye
Never will there ever be another like me
Um you can play the left, 'cause it ain't no right in me
Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock em all
Smack em out the park, like A Friendly Game of Baseball
Grand, slam, yes I am
Kicking up dust and I don't give a god damn!
Cause I'm that lyrical murderer
Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be
Filthy large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin don't try to play large
This ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya want to be one
A cover, word to wreck ya, cause I never get my vocals
I'm loco, close to Constantinople,
I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa
Puffin stuff, hey yo Snoop, you're up
Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck!

I can see where you're coming from.
She's got a warrior spirit and she is in control of her music
What I posted is just a really tight flow within the 90s West Coast paradigm.

I remember this, fuck yeah.

A nice precursor to what was to come.

Thrasymachus wrote:

I remember this, fuck yeah.

A nice precursor to what was to come.

took a while though
still it was the first verse on the album, Snoop be always knowin

Here, this is dope

Very nice.