I Am Hip-Hop And R&B: Poem by Dieury Dumas

All the way down
Hip-hop and R&B
Are craving in me
Deep down cells, joints, organs
Deep inside, near all sides.
I am Hip-Hop, R&B, Hot 97.
Inside of me! Music sleeps
When I heard the sound
My heart beats and I dance
My soul understands the lyrics
I come alive, I bounce, and I am on.

When I listen to R&B
In my spirit, only peace
In my heart, only love
It is listening to R&B
That is brings my all body
At level calm, like a sleeping child.

Keeps my fool going!
Keeps my soul running!
Keeps my life living!
Keeps my heart beeping!
Keeps my spirit glorying!

Hip-hop tries to kill my depression
But it was not natural, not an obsession
Hip-hop cleans my full stomach
Hip-hop helps me with my match
Hip-hop completely wipes my scratch.

Hip-hop is a way of living
Language of expression
Way to get rich or die trying
Hip-hop found me, hip-hop saved me
R&B pauses me, calms me and cools me.

I am not from NEW-YORK
But I have NEW-YORK state of mind
I AM A NEW-YORKER
From Harlem;
Hip-hop will never die
Until we have soul
Until we have rhymes
Until we have stories
Until we have struggles
Until we can see the light
Until we want to speak, to freak
Until we have stuff in our minds
Until we have life, fire
Until we have fire flame
Until we have beef
Until we have what we have
Until we are who we are
I am Hip-Hop and R&B.