Lil Kimberly was her name, and rhyming was her game.
Her friends called her “Lil Kim” because she was so small, but could hold a long rap rhyme.
“Hey Lil Kim, what’s the rhyme for today?” her buddy Biggs asked after revving up the crowd.
Lil Kim had rocked microphones all across the globe. She approached the stage to answer Biggs’s question.
“I’m going to spit the hardest rhyme to end the Russian war.”
When the crowd heard this they went crazy. Her best friend Ms. M.I.A. then approached the microphone.
“Well streets, we headed to Russia.”
Lil Kim had an army of street rappers, break dancers, emcees, graffiti artist, freestylers, DJs, hype men, and even video girls. She had enough people to fill a whole country. They spanned from Ukraine all the way to the heart of Russia. Her graffiti army soon had their art work on every foreign block. They had flooded the airwaves with enough ebonics that it was like a new form of hieroglyphics.
“Yo Kim, you better spit the hardest rhymes you got to bring these folks back to life. Bring the lioness out of your little body if you have too, because after today you will no longer be considered a sex symbol but a Goddess to these people. We spent every dime we had to get over here to end this war,” Lil Jay said before they took to the stage.
As soon as the beat came on the crowd went crazy, soldiers from afar heard the beat and they dropped their weapons and started break dancing in the streets. Burning buildings soon turned into graffiti artist murals. Lil Kim had spit some of the hardest verses.
“I hope my words bring calm to the flames- this war is to blame for the hunger makin’ me go insane. When I left the states I didn’t know what to write for God’s sake I’ve seen war all my life. They tell me to be a lady well I’m gon flow real lady like. I can’t help but to fight with a pure hip hop beat and a mic. You want real war let me take you to the streets where because of yo war we can barely eat. If you learn one lesson from me-let it be a new beginning to rebuild with peace.” Lil Kim just kept flowing, it was as though something was in her to bring her fans, street thugs, and hoodlums all the way to the slums of Russia to fight for peace in an effort to end the war. The Russian people had never witnessed anything like this before. This was legendary.
Once Lil Kim’s adventure was over. The Russian President stepped down and went into exile and a peace treaty was signed. Lil Kim had saved the day. The oldest form of hip hop had been reborn and the vibes spread from one country to the next. Lil Kim had heart, she had the drive to fight with the only weapon she had, and that weapon was music. While everyone fought with war, she stationed her troops on the streets and fought with old school hip hop. Victory comes in all forms, sometimes. Somehow, her words ended the war of all wars.
The End.
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