This was released the year I was born, and written when MC Lyte was 13. It's a hip-hop ballad: a story worthy of Shakespeare, delivered with a voice that's somewhere between honey and tarmac.
Classic New York hip-hop: it's got a boom-bap instrumental and an extended metaphor for the subject. It's fluid, insightful, illustrative, and not preachy. I also love the fact that she didn't feel obliged to get naked in her videos.
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