The Crown - based of a family who came from the bottom and crawled on both knees to the very top of the food chain. This family's legacy has grown over time in the music industry with two generations going head for head and tail for tail to stay at...
I had a last minute show in south London and with was collaborated with Sav.
Well I made it seem as if it was collaborated with her so I could see Rhythm.
Jah know dwg mi miss har bro.
It's been almost a week but still I know things aren't the same.
She even blocked me.
It bun mi yuh fuvk and yuh see if mi was eva a waste mn mi pull up pon Vany long time and fuck up dat.
Gyal sick mi stomach.
"Yo South London! Mi hear seh a uno ave eh baddest mamz dem, a true?!" I handed over the microphone to Savanni and she immediately started to interact with the crowd.
I walked off stage to check backstage where I'm sure Ri would be.
"Weh yah guh?" My father stops me.
"Soon fwd, if nun jus close off fimme." I told him.
"She deh pon eh stairs." Don tells me with a small grin pasted on his lips.
I hummed while heading to the stairway.
The closer I got the more audible two voices became.
As I approached the staircase the figure of a middle aged light skinned woman and Ri crossed my vision.
"Rhythm?" I called out to her softly and both heads turned to face me.
"A who you?" The unfamiliar woman asked with a frown.
I laughed to myself.
A must har mada dis.
"Zade Weh yuh wan?" Rhythm rolls her eyes before folding her hands across her chest.
The expression on her mother's face changed at the mention of my name, as if she had heard about me before.
