Harriet Thugman letra

Rah Digga (what? What?)
The Harriet Tubman of hip hop has returned, baby
C'mon

I be that bitch niggas wantin' in the lab
Rhymes comin', rhymes goin like I was a dollar cab
Fingerin' the man tryin' to tap into the spirit
A misguided soul, so ain't checkin fo' the lyrics
Got many different players, only one hold the ball
Ghetto-fabulous chick go against the protocol
With the grittiest lingo, still such the little sweetheart
Book-educated wit' a whole lot o' street smarts

Follow me now, as I build my fanbases
Makin' rappers worry, like they got open cases
Harriet Thugman, y'all can see shit through
Like a whole world o' people waitin' fo' episode two
I be the rap purist, the walking hip-hop thesaurus
The innovata', spawned from Libra and Taurus
Do away cats with the same ol' whack
Lead a nation up-north where the real party at

A place where we spray when our asses get older
No shots in the choke, no gettin' pulled-over
A place where graffiti ain't considered a crime
And yo' favorite underrated MCs is prime-time
A land good and fruitful, where lyrics free people
Black presidents, and all the weed legal
No rich or poor, we break bread and drink merry
Smoke a little mari' for the real visionaries

Rah Digga - Letras

• Break Fool
• Clap Your Hands
• Classic
• Curtains
• Do The Ladies Run This
• Fuck Y'all Niggas
• Gangsta Queens
• Handle Your B.i.
• Harriet Thugman
• I'm Leavin' (Feat. Kelis Rah Digga)
• Imperial
• Just For You
• Lessons Of Today
• Party And Bullshit
• Showdown
• So Cool
• Straight Spittin', Part 2
• Tell Me Why (feat. Pink)
• The Last Word
• This Ain't No Lil' Kid Rap
• Tight
• Untitled (1)
• Untitled (2)
• What They Call Me
• What We Gonna Do
• What's Up Wit That
• You Got It