Heard this song in route to a traffic ticket hearing this morning. Thoughts of my former lover singing this to me in Jamaican Potois made me feel warm and fuzzy. The memory helped to soften a hostile mood and made me smile a lot. Both tickets were dropped! #exloversaregoodforsomething #memories #music
The ladies will kick it the rhyme that is wicked
Those that don’t know how to be pros get evicted
A woman can bear you break you take you
Now it’s time to rhyme can you relate to
A sister dope enough to make you holler and scream
Ayo let me take it from here Queen excuse me but I think I’m about do
To get into precisely what I am about to do
I’m conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clue
So listen very carefully as I break it down for you
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily hyper happy overjoyed
Pleased with all the beats and rhymes my sisters have employed
Slick and smooth throwing down the sound totally a yes
Let me state the position, ladies first, yes? Yes
Yeah, there’s going to be some changes in here
Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you see
I know all the fellas out there will agree with me
Not for being one but for being with one
Because when it’s time for loving it’s the woman that gets some
Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on
Rhyming, cutting, and not forgetting
We are the ones that give birth
To the new generation of prophets because it’s ladies first
I break into a lyrical freestyle
Grab the mic, look into the crowd and see smiles
‘Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two
Sloppy slouching is something I won’t do
Some think that we can’t flow stereotypes, they got to go
I’m a mess around and flip the scene into reverse
With what? With a little touch of ladies first
Who said the ladies couldn’t make it, you must be blind
If you don’t believe, well here, listen to this rhyme
Ladies first, there’s no time to rehearse
I’m divine and my mind expands throughout the universe
A female rapper with the message to send the
Queen Latifah is a perfect specimen
My sister, can I get some?
Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb
Yo, praise me not for simply being what I am
Born in L O N D O N and sound American
You dig exactly where I’m coming from
You want righteous rhyming, I’m a give you some
To enable you to aid yourself and get paid
And the material that has no meaning I wish to slay
Pay me every bit of your attention
Like mother, like daughter, I would also like to mention
I wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythm
Of which is now systematically given
Desperately stressing I’m the daughter of a sister
Who’s the mother of a brother who’s the brother of another
Plus one more, all four have a job to do, we doing it
Respect due, to the mother who’s the root of it
And next up is me, the M O N I E L O V E
And I’m first cause I’m a L A D I E
Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder
Cooling on the scene with my European partner
Laying down track after track, waiting for the climax
When I get there, that’s when I tax
The next man, or the next woman
It doesn’t make a difference, keep the competition coming
And I’ll recite the chapter in verse
The title of this recital is “Ladies First”
Read more: Queen Latifah – Ladies First Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Woop-woop!
That’s the sound of da police!
Woop-woop!
That’s the sound of the beast!
Verse One:
Stand clear! Don man a-talk
You can’t stand where I stand, you can’t walk where I walk
Watch out! We run New York
Police man come, we bust him out the park
I know this for a fact, you don’t like how I act
You claim I’m sellin’ crack
But you be doin’ that
I’d rather say “see ya”
Cause I would never be ya
Be a officer? You WICKED overseer!
Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour
First show a little respect, change your behavior
Change your attitude, change your plan
There could never really be justice on stolen land
Are you really for peace and equality?
Or when my car is hooked up, you know you wanna follow me
Your laws are minimal
Cause you won’t even think about lookin’ at the real criminal
This has got to cease
Cause we be getting HYPED to the sound of da police!
Chorus
Verse Two:
Now here’s a likkle truth
Open up your eye
While you’re checking out the boom-bap, check the exercise
Take the word “overseer,” like a sample
Repeat it very quickly in a crew for example
Overseer, Overseer, Overseer, Overseer
Officer, Officer, Officer, Officer!
Yeah, officer from overseer
You need a little clarity?
Check the similarity!
The overseer rode around the plantation
The officer is off patroling all the nation
The overseer could stop you what you’re doing
The officer will pull you over just when he’s pursuing
The overseer had the right to get ill
And if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill
The officer has the right to arrest
And if you fight back they put a hole in your chest!
(Woop!) They both ride horses
After 400 years, I’ve _got_ no choices!
The police them have a little gun
So when I’m on the streets, I walk around with a bigger one
(Woop-woop!) I hear it all day
Just so they can run the light and be upon their way
Chorus
Verse Three:
Check out the message in a rough stylee
The real criminals are the C-O-P
You check for undercover and the one PD
But just a mere Black man, them want check me
Them check out me car for it shine like the sun
But them jealous or them vexed cause them can’t afford one
Black people still slaves up til today
But the Black police officer nah see it that way
Him want a salary
Him want it
So he put on a badge and kill people for it
My grandfather had to deal with the cops
My great-grandfather dealt with the cops
My GREAT grandfather had to deal with the cops
And then my great, great, great, great… when it’s gonna stop?!
It’s not a wrong thing
To be addicted to the microphone like a heroin fiend
I’ll tell you one thing:
You’ll never catch me fronting
As I proceed to give the people what they wanting
[Opio] You’re making some green…
[A-Plus] But not for glamour or fashion
I’m stacking cash until I can get Moms a mansion
[Opio] All from rapping?
[A-Plus] Nah, man, there’s many plans
Like investing in land
It started all from impressing the fans
With brand new flows
And you know
All the way from gangsta clones to weirdos
Fools used those
But we ain’t tripping
Give respect when you see this
You need us
Or your rhymes underdevelop like a fetus
[Pep Love]
Those that know not doze
And it shows
When we broke out the knock
Hoes hopped out they clothes
That’s positive feedback
Yep, The Prose
I’m poised, we never pose, you’ll never know
]From ’93 til infinity we’ve been inventive
Creating the bump is our only incentive
And it’s been a long time since I feel I’ve been felt
But the only thing I fear is fear itself
So you know what we gots to do
Maybe could we keep it within the crew
Like it should be?
Never givin’ out
We’re livin’ out our dreams
If there’s something I can’t live without
That’s my team
You never knew…
[Phesto]
Hieroglyphics
Hip-hop is vintage
Underground like silos
Launching long-range ballistics
World-renowned, we ground-breaking
Musical boundaries
Runnin’ circles around emcees
[Del]
Del — been rhyming for more than a decade
Onto the next stage, while emcees need aid
Stay paid, I’m still grade-A
None of that tomfoolery
As you can see this shit ain’t nothing new to me
Utterly hovering over other things material
You’re stuck in the here and now
Plus you’re sweating profusely — here’s a towel
Your fears are now reality
When I take your dream states
And elaborate on how your team’s fake
Like phony IDs, but sometimes I feel like
Only I see through the charade you’ve made
In today, but hey, tomorrow it’s played
And then they got a new fool in your place to be okayed
[Tajai]
Hieroglyphics
Hip-hop is vintage
Invented in days back
Rekindling in ways that many thought was lost
In this contemporary maze of methods to floss
We finding trees and trails to blaze
Boundaries to cross
We can be found beyond the bounds of reason
Or earthbound, heatin’ up the Coliseum
[Opio]
They rushed the stage full-throttle in Chicago
Our brains interlocked
Where fakin’ emcees get caught with the 40-bottle
Or get their chains snatched, pronto
We unstoppable, droppin’ flows in Toronto
Maneuverin’ through Vancouver and on to Japan
Where they put major grands in my hand
Follow…
[Phesto]
Straight from the heart we set apart from the rest an’
Our perfection on the microphone was predestined
World-renowned, we ground-breaking
Musical boundaries
Runnin’ circles around emcees
Click on link to watch video: White man tells black lady to get to the back of the bus….What is this world coming to???? 2014 May 5, around 4:30pm ..Brooklyn B35 bus. By Nostrand and church ave this happened. I tried reporting it to the news but the media says there’s nothing really they can do about it
Mouth wide open! I think I would’ve followed the sound advice of baba Malcolm and got his racist ass off that bus by any means necessary. His mind ain’t right. Can’t be, acting like that.
Video link-https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=766529320045926
Lena-“Oral sex has the zest of youth. I think that somewhere down the line people lose the excitement to taste their partners. Go taste your partners forever.
Lena’s mom-“And its nice to know what your partner smells like. Have that taste on your lips during the day.”
I love every ounce of this video. Reminds me of how some of my family members relate to their children, openly, safely and honestly about life happenings such as this. This was beautiful to bare witness to. -Gracie 🙂
All dis salt streaming down my eyes. What beautiful wisdom and love this is.-that we now have a way to find a connection to our ancestry. All this culture and welcoming. “I see you when I see you.” Yup! She bad. 🙂
“It reminds you of something a rifle once said, Click! Click! Click! I am empty. Like a freshly minted casket. Empty. Like the gun holster of a dead soldier. You’re empty like his eyes. You with the empty scotch glasses-full astray for a therapist. You must have felt it.”-Versiz
I got to perform on the same stage as him in flint Michigan circa 2006. He was my favorite. Dynamic and alive! -Gracie
“Plenty of things I wish that I can undo. Everything good and too good to be true. You think there’s nothing new under the sun. And there’s a piece of you coming undone. Close your eyes and step into another time. Really wanna know what music makes you feel inside.”-Meshell Ndegeocello