Estragen 12"

Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch<br><br>[ Lyric ]<br>In this hip-hop game rappers are the biggest pretenders<br>To me the word `MC` doesn`t know no fuckin genders<br>I enter braincells within the midst of beats<br>The ray of sound make b-boys jump out of their seats<br>I defeat all rumors you hear about female MC`s<br>Let my voice embrace your dome, like lyrics entering your soul<br>Like old myths that have been told, like commandments written in stone<br>I`m proned to break sound barriers within microphones<br>I`m the lyrical body that your mind will always scrape to hold<br>I am woman, hear me rhyme, our number`s infinite, ahead of our time<br>Whether it`s hands or arms, it`s all skills, not body parts or hairlines<br><br>[ Helixx C. Armageddon ]<br>After pondering the word `reflection` <br>I saw the universal tone frozen in sections<br>State of aggression while I meditate on human purpose<br>Life on the surface but I`m woman with a nervous urgence<br>When splurge this, I`m that ultra-feminine black Latina filled with melanin<br>Estragen like it was medicine, my thoughts are levellin<br>They call me Helixx C. Armageddon, stronger than the average<br>Power 36 to the 10th like Cameron<br>( ? ) I lost patience with the thought<br>That the question is my gender`s splendor, anomaly agenda<br>But as I release the beast, can say my verbal piece<br>The woman in me, it`s the time to awaken to the East<br><br>[ CHORUS: all ]<br>We came through, now we up in here<br>Estragen, feel the estragen<br>We came through, now we up in here<br>Estragen, feel the estragen<br><br>[ Ayana Soyini ]<br>The woman in me, like Buju B is rulin her own destiny<br>The woman in me knows what it`s like to be hungry<br>Hustlin for money when you got to get grungy<br>Knows the rainy days and the sunny, 360<br>The woman in me is mind, soul, body<br>The woman in me has been here for centuries<br>Infinitely the womb of maternity<br>Universally free, the woman in me<br>Is whatever was or will be<br>The woman in me is d-i-v-i-n-e<br>Ayana Soyini - the woman in me<br><br>[ What? What? ]<br>Man, let these niggas stay talkin about rippin some tax<br>We tippin the stacks, my voice`ll cause the skip of your wax<br>Was flippin these cats since first tracks grippin my back<br>Fuck my womanhood, brothers kneelin be lickin my raps<br>What? What? motherland-born, microphone specialist<br>La Femme Nikita, snipe MC`s with professional hits<br>My feminine wits is like adrenalinie kicks<br>When I begin to meddle with shit your head`ll get split<br>I spit skits that makes niggas wanna rewind and freeze<br>I`m inclined to rhyme sprees ( ? )<br>I serve kids with swift kicks from my Servix<br>Leavin brothers` lips open and closin they dicks<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ Pri Da Honey Dark ]<br>You see just like Mickey D`s I`m seein niggas fiendin for my secret sauce<br>Cause my rhymes they up and into you like intercourse<br>Just like intercourse you have venerial diseases<br>See, these brothers they be leeches <br>And they make you causin pre-lyrical ejaculations<br>You like to brag a lot, I`m vexed<br>You`re playin your petty games but yet you claim to call it sex<br>Try to run your game on me, you better think twice<br>You been eatin too much chickenheads and ( ? ) fried rice<br>Who I be? Pri Da Honey Dark<br>And if you steppin up to me you better finish what you start<br>Without the superficial thought and without the gun<br>I have the power to knock a thousand niggas back to AB1<br><br>[ Yejide The Night Queen ]<br>Thoroughbred Brooklyn borough-head, mama said<br>I`m every woman, it`s all in me<br>Brothers they be callin me Night Queen<br>I symbolize the moon, educatin my youth<br>So my power consumes the seeds I push from my womb<br>Daughter of the water, subdivision of the cell<br>I live well on the vital idols<br>That gave birth to my mothers<br>Others try to claim my mysticism<br>But they third eye don`t widen with the ism<br>Or the rhythm like mine, I come a long way runnin<br>Escapin Babylon and havin on a gun in<br>One hand, the scriptures<br>The other hieroglyphic pictures<br>Of the essence<br>Feel my estragen<br>Peace<br><br>[ Heroine ]<br>I flex my double x chromosomes throughout my bones<br>And the skin to shed my XO-skeleton to spread Heroine<br>Like ( ? ) be the microphone <br>And carry it to Harriet Tubman, a tongue when I style free<br>From underground to ( ? ) John Blaze<br>( ? ) silver spoons<br>My tune sauteein from a sack, crowds react<br>When they extract my formula<br>( ? ) horizontal is how it seeps in<br>I get in under your skin and take over as Mrs. Fix-It<br>I`m keepin heads bobbin permanent<br>( ? ) like leavin ( ? ) in windpipes<br>Spiked with Heroine-inflated steel mics<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ Apani B-Fly Emcee ]<br>At the auditory peak with authority<br>Freely speak by our shadowy physiques in the ( ? ) purple fall<br>Is it a mirage or 8 genies in one bottle?<br>The essence of womaness, we finess because we are<br>Far beyond amateur, not insecure, what we`re here for<br>Has already be explained but unless they can be us<br>I trust there`s no way they can ever really understand<br>Whatever, can`t let those who wait down<br>Stop the flow of the program<br>Release my scheme as the anti-virus vaxine<br>Took infected MC`s before they get a chance to erase me