Desi rappers Raxstar and Karmacy both visualize music as a physical muse. It’s an anthropomorphic trick with long precedent in religion, e.g. the way Radha visualized her devotion. Check out Raxstar’s ‘Keep It Undercover’ (listen here):

… Around the time Gurdass Mann came out with ‘Challa’
I am taking you way back when the rain was purple
Before Michael Jackson became controversial…
… I spent time with her, just me ‘n her alone
Have to keep the noise down while my parents came home…

… I truly need her in my life
Hoping that one day she could be the one who I make my wife
But the folks don’t know, they want my marriage arranged
‘Cause they believe that their kids life should be the same,
A doctor, lawyer, pharmacist or business studies
If I did I.T. then they wouldn’t have to worry
But I been in love since I was nine years old… [Link]

If you like flute ‘n bass, check out ‘November 21st‘ by Raxstar on the same page.

Karmacy takes a cut at the same theme with ‘Music Knows’ (listen here):

You’ve seen me fold in guilt and shame, the true weakness of my being…
You were there when she touched me
You were there at our death
Communication through you is the only thing that we have left…

And when I reflect I integrate your love,
How you spread on top of my rhymes like a maternal hug
Mutual and symbiotic, we’re back and forth on this planet
Shakin’ souls like we’re plate tectonics
Laurel and Hardy of a sort, a compatible force meant ta
Bring you from silence to beauty and back to center…

‘Cause you were the first to give us birth,
Back when cavemen used to bang sticks against the dirt…
I know that you know that you’re my remedy… [Link]

And Erykah Badu’s old flame Common, the nattiest dresser in Dave Chappelle’s hip-hop nostalgia fest Block Party, laments the fall of hip-hop in ‘I Used to Love H.E.R.’:

And she was fun then, I’d be geeked when she’d come around
Slim was fresh yo, when she was underground
Original, pure untampered and down sister
Boy I tell ya, I miss her…

Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads medallions
She was on that tip about, stoppin the violence…
She said that the pro-black, was goin out of style
She said Afrocentricity was of the past
So she got into R&B, hip-house, bass and jazz…

She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs lickin’ rock and dressin’ hip
And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city
Talkin’ about poppin’ Glocks, servin’ rocks and hittin’ switches…

That she’s just not the same lettin all these groupies do her
I see niggaz slammin her and takin’ her to the sewer
But I’ma take her back hopin’ that the shit stop
‘Cause who I’m talkin’ ’bout y’all is hip-hop. [Link]

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