TRINITY

PHENOMENAL WOMANPretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, It's the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally.
"I wanna make the music that I would like to hear. It's all based on the kind of music I grew up listening to — Melle Mel, Rakim, Kool G Rap, all the great pioneers of hip-hop. If it's not anything with respect to what I grew up listening to, then it ain't right. When I watch [what's going on in hip-hop], I think a lot of people are having fun making music and speaking their life, and that's beautiful. But what I do is my thing."Life is all about Guns and Roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get left behind, some get chosen Just like life, Guns and Roses
HIP HOP IS MORE THAN WORDS TO A BEAT// MORE THAN NOUNS AND VERBS TO STIR THE HEAT//ITS HOW YA DIE AND WHEN YA LIVE// NOT ABOUT TAKIN BUT WHEN YA GIVE// IT MAKES LIFE RELATIVE////THIS HERE IS A CULTURE// FEELIN PEACE THRU THE TORTURE// BOUT HOW YA FEEL WHEN YA WRITE AND HOW U WRITE WHAT U FEEL//NOT BOUT M16'S, DOLLAR SCHEMES AND FANTASY'S// BUT RATHER YOUR FINEST DREAMS //NOT ABOUT ANY OF THOSE THINGS// ARTIST'S ARE MISLEAD AND TEMPTED TO BREAK BREAD TO GET AHEAD// SO THEY RAP ON POINTLESS THINGS LIKE HOES,CLOTHES AND DIAMOND ROL'Z// AND HOW THEY BANK ROLL BE SWOLE // HOW THEY ICE IS BIGGER THAN COAL// TELL ME HOW MUCH DID THEY GET FOR THEY SOUL//WEARIN' PINK MINKS ,CUBAN LINKS AND THEY GOT THIS FROM LYRICAL STINKS// WHERE ARE OUR LYRICAL VETS // THIS GAME IS GOIN THRU SHIT// DONT WANNA HEAR ABOUT BIGGETS // BUT RATHER HOW YOU MADE IT THRU YOUR REGRETS //AND HOW MUCH U LOVE HIP HOP LETS NOT FORGET!