rap da belles

some women seek the superficial life design,
satisfied with only little things and simple minds,
how the habit of their sciolisms keeps them blind!
to the passion of the higher rhythms life’s defined.
but i’m smilin',
for my sisters share my ill refinements,
precious diamonds,
t' you i give my will, my science,

my light, my lightning,
my strength, my violence,
my truth, my youth,
my screams, my silence…

how high you lift me up,
i can see horizons,
love stands me tall on the shoulders of giants,
and may giants bow low to your fineness...