Who remembers when music was about more than jewelry and titties? When you could close your eyes and vision two lovers making love, instead of fucking and sucking dick in the backseat of a hummer. Or any other car that's expensive and equals pussy. When the words left something to the imagination. Not even going all the way back to the barry whites and the styllistics, just a few years ago. Am I the only one who would rather hear india arie speak of love than to hear soulja boy jumping out the bed and turning his swag on? Am I really? I can't be. Andre 3000, erykah badu, common, q-tip, The fugees, Digable planets? Where the fuck are they.... Because I don't think I can live off of swag surfin and You're a jerk, and shit like shake that booty meat. LIKE WTF seriously? It's crazy, there used to be a time when music could cleanse the soul, instead of tainting the mind. Sigh... just a thought.
-Poetrii
There's soul out there sweetie, it just shouldn't have to be so hard to find it. You have to dig deep. There's so many amazing artists out there who don't get radio time simply because the majority doesn't wanna hear REAL sound. They settle for the simple things that they will never have. HOT bitches,sex,expensive clothes,jewelry,etc
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