MY FIRST LOVE Lyrics

My first love

Talking about my best friend

My first love

Talking about my best friend

I remember my first love

Hot and heavy

Sticky icky, together forever

Down for whatever

Bursting with style, full of life

Cloistered in ghetto darkness

She was a lustrous light

Her vernacular

Cryptic speech

Kaleidoscope tongue

Unbounded sight

Saw potential in weather beaten gray walls

Alchemy like, metamorphosis

Transformed the flat inanimate

To three-dimensional life

When those colors were in motion

They narrated legends of their creators

Mixed emotions through cross faders

Burning their signatures, like firebrands

Into the hearts of inner cities

Rattling old heads

While creating Brand Nubians

And Swift City Committees

Nimble, she would rock steady

Manipulated wheels of steel

Ghetto Fab like five Freddy

Clandestine culture

You needed J U ice to get inside

But soon she would not hide

Would rally comrades to ride or die

She shouted from the blacktop

The rage and passion built up deep inside

Had a wild style

Sowed with seeds of struggle and pride

This furious style

Outsiders could not comprehend

Burned her poetry

Fearing what they did not understand

But I knew she was a modern renaissance

Roots culture, work of art.

Felt her make the planet rock

As I would dance to the beat of her heart

She often whirled in swift motions,

And floated on her feet

She was energy in motion

The animated spirit of the streets

Popped muscles and broke backs

Made heads spin and shuffled feet

Pied Piper the world

Like Orisha Oshun

Enticing and sweet

Caused the world

To follow the leader

Commanding sound

Beseeched the black and brown

Come and be sound

She fashioned unique fads

Trendsetter

Broke the mold

Pioneered the paradigm

That would be the cornerstone

Shell tops

Bound in fat laces

Lees with the permanent crease

Cool water scents

Made magic from nothing at all

One dollar out of fifteen cents

Two turntables and a microphone

Street corner ciphers

Spitting flames off the dome

Man

I used to sit back and max

Just to listen to her speak

Downing Malt Duck, and Old English

Bopping my head to her rhythms

From the small to the big beat

She enlightened me

Divulged the mysteries of the drum

I breathed it all in

Swallowed her whole until we became one

They say you never forget your first love

Hip Hop is mine

Is she still with me

Ah yeah

My first love

Talking about my best friend

My first love

Talking about my best friend