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I když si řada spoluobčanů stěžuje, že relevantních female emcees je málo, realita až tak smutná není a někdy je zkrátka třeba pátrat ještě o něco pečlivěji…
O atraktivní kalifornské rapperce s mexickými kořeny, jež slyší na jméno Vel The Wonder, již nějakou dobu víme, leč přiznáváme, že k jejímu debutu na Bandcampu „Laced with Pearls„, na němž měli beaty Eskupe, Manifest, Stuckinthetrees a Rawkollage, jsme se dostali až později.
Právě teď ji máme zpět se záměrně ospalým video singlem „Idols“ (ft. YL), z něhož je patrné, že se soustředí na kapku jiný styl, než podobnými tělesnými parametry opředená Cardi B. Ukázat však umí ledacos i ona, což je patrné například z jejího IG…
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Vel’s verse:
I feel like quitting before I lose anymore
fine with empty scores
knowing I chose any war
time led divorce.. that I got plenty for
when you realize ya idols aint ya idols anymore
I took initiative like my people do problems
Im equal to solve em
Yes, there’s a sequel too often but..
I’ve never had more reason for talking than I do now
the older I get, the more I feel I do now..
A warrior for ya people and ya neighbor’s people
Tu lucha es mi lucha,
our name is equal..
If anyone imposed a right to protest and fight,
it was hiphop, my life, that told me I was supposed to write
so mature..
ya sitting here so assured
glad my adolescents is over, sure..
forced to feel full grown even tho unsure..
I look back at that night like ya damn,
I wish he never noticed her
Now I’m full grown
plotting in the next room
letters than move while I wait to send a text through
sitting in my office like, who I sign the checks to?
Bruja with the hex move, taking out the next two..
it’s easier said than done
a responsibility to lead the crowd,
ahead that run
I believe there’s enough bread that crumb
a smidgen on my bun, big bet
dough fed that son
my people gone get that one..
ya Ima die of honor best believe
ya I’ll flex at done
and they gone say I’m vexed at none
don be upset when I come
ya begun, I’ll end that run..
YL’s verse:
i hit the spliff by fulton and smith,
you full of shit,
im touching money but it start a flip, hold this..
block your shine the solar eclipse,
damn you folded once again,
now im gone like the wind,
taking wins but we suffer the occasional loss,
bad bitch on the bed that im laying across,
lacoste alligators..
might rock gators on some pimp shit,
Y rock a fitted to the back like limp bizkit,
7 stitches, kept my eyes wide to the vision,
now you see my life in high definition,
i was high at the function,
you was dancing to that new edition,
i been nice since timbs with the true religion,
one god, had to battle with my superstition,
whats the truth, where the roots lie?
ya be thinking cumbiya but its not, had to woosa,
idols aint ya idols no more,
ya bump into the sliding door, things were never for sure
but for sure i was all in, answering the call,
then i fall in line,
its like i live amongst the star
way it all aligned ..
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