Harriet Thugman Lyrics - Singles - Rah Digga

Rah Digga 

The Harriet Tubman of hip hop has returned baby 

c'mon! 

[Verse 1] 

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 his feelings 

A misguided soul so ain't checkin for the lyrics 

Many different players, only one hold the ball 

Ghetto fabulous chick, go against the protocol 

With the grittiest lingo, still such a little sweetheart 

Book educated with a whole lotta 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 of people wait for Episode Two 

I be the rap purist, the walking hip hop thesaurus 

The innovator, 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 your favorirte underrated MC's is primetime 

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 Mary for the real visionaries