Hip Hop - Beauty Unromantic

Oral traditions & rhythms ride on African drums
Just to come & kiss the grandchild of The Blues
Rebirthing Slick Ricks for an alternate ending to come
And wishes dream in nightmares for a new groove

The Beauty is nothing pretty in reflections of gold
Living in mines to find nuggets of treasures
They arise to recite new traditions of old
And share with anyone who will listen & measure

Beauty is nothing pretty in reflections of life
Stories told by the way of unromantic
The Beauty in life is sometimes trife
But felt by those who truly understand it

Hip Hop is Be Bop stripped improvisation of The Blues
Meant for those who can relate & has walked in those shoes