I think of u in my arms And what it would be like 2 Make Love I think of u raising my SEED And what they’d be made of I think of how alone I was Before u came 2 be I think of the joy I felt when u said u thought of me I’m proud to be the heart u choose 2 make a friend Hours pass by and Cupid cries until we meet again
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Rap in the 90s developed through record labels, radio stations, and MTV rotation. Artists were reliant on industry support to access audiences. An artist...
