Lyrics

Can't a girl rhyme I mean What's seems to be the Crime To let a girl rhyme From time to time You see poetry Is Ever so Fine Like a Woman's body Painted on a Canvas Let her shine Let her shine Like a Glass of Wine A fine form of art and expression When it seems like too much We dive into oppression Keep our emotions bottled up Like a Genie in recession Clinging to some hope and prayer To be lead in the right direction Emotional suppression Later turns into depression But you see I'm the type of woman To leave a big impression Can't a Girl Rhyme I mean... What is a rhyme Can you answer the question Anytime Anytime You think that you can rhyme About the actual word defined But when it comes to the design Take a pen and paper Write some lines Make sure the words align And the Concept is combined As I sit and take my time Putting together What's rightfully mine As I recite these lyrics They sounding so divine Once again I ask is it a Crime To let A Girl spit Not saliva but just a silly skit Or detailed story About her life and shit I must admit This world ain't what it used to be The realists must submit Take a moment to reflect But please do not neglect I shall repeat that line once again So you comprehend That it will not lose its effect I said The realists must submit Submit to what The mediocrity in our ears The monstrosity in our peers The philosophy behind our tears And the religiosity behind our fears Can't a girl rhyme I mean it's just that pure simplicity When the words Are put together specifically And the voice of femininity Express the Relativity Sure a Girl can rhyme But is it appreciated Is it acknowledged and embraced Must we initiate it Does it take a special kind of girl To be accepted in this world This world of art and expressions Performance, music sessions Revealing your heart mind and body Let's change body to soul Because revealing your body Is getting kinda old You see what people Fail to understand is that Our story must be told And you can't win the ears of man If his eyes are already sold You must capture his mind With your words of gold Can't a girl rhyme Without being objectified Prancing around stage in stilettos Her presence solidified But the moment she speaks up The crowd look petrified Intimidated by history Nah Let me correct that Her Story By her grace and by her glory It's such a cold world Ain't it homie Can't a girl rhyme But I'm starting to Sound repetitive The answer remains in deficit What's up wit that What Has the industry So competitive Can't share her goals and dreams Without trying to outshine Her relatives Every woman viewed as her Nemesis The men in her life are all Menaces Tell me whose in charge of acceptances Living in a world full of Impressionists Man lemme slap the word In ya face We can start with Genesis Can't A Girl Rhyme A question wit no answer Becomes rhetorical Standing up for all my Sista's Now that's supportable From the Mc Lytes to Missy Lauryn's the Kim's and Nicki's Foxy, Da Brat, Eve, Lumidee Salt n Peppa, Left Eye and Ivy Queen Trina, Charlie B, Latifah the Queen Even Rising stars like Barbie LuhVee From femcee to femcee D'Vour, Chany, Ashira, GC, Sincerity Being Taught by Toni Blackman The Freestyle Queen I could name so Many But the poem would go to infinity The Music is heard And I ain't gotta sing like a bird Just a simple question Turned into a poem Can't a girl rhyme Hell Yeahh When you see em You'll know em
Writer(s): Barbara Tolentino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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