It didn't occur to me until last week when I found myself doing what a million other owners of "The Score" do on a daily basis - fast-forwarding Wyclef's and Pras' verses in order to get to Lauryn Hill's rhymes - that Ms. Hill is the female embodiment of every girl I've ever loved throughout my entire life. First, I'm in awe of their sheer beauty, much like I was with Lauryn in the beginning - at that point not giving a slippery fuck what besides her looks she has to offer, just feeling myself being steadily pulled in her direction as if very visage was akin to an ocean's undertow. Slowly, her other qualities start battling with her beauty. When Lauryn Hill started coming into her own lyrically I admittedly felt like a school-boy with a crush as my heart went all aflutter just thinking about her - like any time I've dated a fine girl with brains behind the beauty, it was evident that she would be promoted past the "Practice Vagina" rank. Then, wouldn't you know it, as soon as she has the deed to my heart, most of my day spent fantasizing about our wedding day and the both of growing old and experimenting with Viagra together - that's when she rips said heart out of my chest. Kicking me out of the apartment that the both of us share, and informing me that she's leaving me for guy who is literally homeless!! (Sorry about that, I'm still bitter) But you get the point, as soon as I envisioned a future where her place as the "Greatest Female MC of all time" would one day transcend opinion - that's when Rohan happened, the new millennium Yoko Ono.(Read more here)
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wildinout starring Humanity Critic..lol
rohan is the rasta kevin federline.
I miss Lauren. I still listen to her album....
Man. That that was a great article. I was just listening to the Miseducation of Lauryn Hill and then followed it up with her Unplugged album the other day, and wondering what the hell went wrong!
I thought she was on the cusp of a comeback, and then she regressed.
I miss Ms. Hill. ;-(
You know men don't seem to understand what it does to a woman when you carry them through living hell for loving you. I loved a man so much, he took all I had to give, just to reject me in every way possible, just to turn around and say he loved me and wants to make me his wife. I am sorry to tell you, but you must come correct. I don't want it if that is the only way you could say you love me.
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