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I come from Africa, but I grew up in the West as well as all around the world.
My ancestors were the drums of Ghana and Mali but I am now universal.
I represent Planet Rock and electro funk
I was born just ten minutes after my twin silver sister but my skin is like ebony..
A cosmic turntable, invisible in the darkness of the starry sky manipulated by the hand of RAMM:ELL:ZEE.
My voice follows my people from back in the day. From the songs of Mississippi delta
down to the rumble of the lion in the jungle.
And just like Muddy Waters and Manolis Chiotis converted their stringed instruments to electric,
my turn came soon.
white people loved me, Asians adored me. I am a weapon, not a luxury.
I was persecuted, banned, until I became a symbol of freedom of speech, rhythm and equality in the art of sampling.
I saw Public Enemy swearing on me in the name of true hip hop
and Terminator X forging me to transform me into wheels of black steel in the hour of chaos.
And when I assumed battle position, from club jewel I became Public Enemy No1.
On the other side of the Atlantic, in the Big Island, I heard a black radical revolutionary introducing himself with my name.
3rd Bass’ Daddy Rich left Brooklyn mentally for a while to wander over my own land speaking derelicts of dialects.
They dressed me in gold when I was crowned a Queen, knights were anointed to protect me
bombers painted my own portrait. I had X-ecutioners to impose my judicial decisions
acrobats brought from the East to amuse me
terrowrists to threaten the industry and world famous soldiers addicted to me.
I'm the Black Panther of breaks, the legacy of blues and keeper of the funk,
the roots and jive talking of hip hop, Chuck D’s satellite and Mothership for Clinton.
I watch the back of Large Professor, and camouflage the vinyl upon me so to not perish.
I'm everything for Lauryn and I’ll keep on spinning for as long as Bambaataa will shout.
I am an electrical device, yes, a machine, but I am free of chains!