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How Hip Hop Was Born
I was a young girl when you first came my way.
Your suit made of Bass with thin strings of the Chello.
My oh my were you so fly
When you came by I said, "Hello."
It wasn't long before I was yours.
You got me so high up off the floor.
We didn't allow this love-lust to linger
Before you put a wedding ring on my finger.
We made love throughout the night
I had so many verses in my trunk that my jeans were tight.
I woke up and I couldn't get out of bed
I was stuck with your vocal chords in my head.
I went to the doc for a feeling in my tummy.
He told me to prepare to be a mummy.
I sat for 9 months till my pants got torn.
After my water broke Hip Hop was born.
He spat rhymes more brilliant than professors.
He never chased skirts instead he chased dresses.
He's better than his old man and I can't refuse it.
I birthed Hip Hop but I married music.
