I am...Renatta Nikole
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A LOVE LETTER TO REAL MUSIC "I" in this love letter represents "every real music lover"
(read in a spoken word tone)
Dear REAL MUSIC,
I miss you so much, where have you gone, you and I have been out of tune way too long, while auto-tune done stayed too long, is there someone else your more interested in? Did you fall in love with another, a sister, or even one of my friends? I’m trying to figure out how this tragedy began! Do you think we are not paying enough attention to you? Is it because society is making un talented stars bigger than you?
Well some tried to wish you dead, but I know you are just resting. I guess I would be hurt too if I was disrespected and neglected, or being ignored by non-sense competitors, or am I just guessing?
You use to excite me, help motivate me for class and work, you thrive me, yet sometimes send chills down my spine, even made me feel better when my feelings were hurt. Talking about feelings hurt.......my feelings were hurt when we lost Gerald LeVert! :( Music, you could sing one note, rap one bar, or rock one beat and my soul would automatically become alert! Even when I was being shy you would give me the strength and courage to be a flirt. But now everyone wants to claim you are all balled up, boxed in, and burried under the dirt!
I know they are wrong, so what would it take to bring you back, or wake you up? Cause I’m willing to help you and support all your needs. I don’t want my kids to witness the growth of the unwanted planted seeds. The world is doing anything to make quick money and doing everything with greed. Our children are singing Souljah boi I told ya before they can barely even read. Or is it just me?
Do you feel unwanted? Well ………hell, your wrong, there are many of us waiting for your return, with you being absent, it was a well lesson learned, its time for true artists, real writers and performers to have their turn! Good music, real music, talented music, the world yearns.
If people would stop wasting their money on trash and quick schemes and realize that you were the thing that brought them to their dreams, you were the force that lead them to their so called success, without you, our ears are in distress. How long must you rest? We have the wackest artist claiming to be the best, is this the sign of the times, are we being punked by Ashton Kutcher or is this just a test? Well I hope we passed the test! (SMH)
The vocals of your lungs had sharp tones like Alicia Myers and Minnie Rippleton, to honesty in your lyrics like Earth, Wind, and Fire, and Whitney Houston, to hearing the relaxation of your chords like The Isley Brothers and Al Green, to hearing the sassy sounds of Billie Holiday to Billy Jean………….am I not your lover REAL MUSIC? I know everything ………….about you, sounds remain acoustic, and I need our audience to get use to.................you being here and not lost! The voices of piano’s, guitars, or even Luther Vandross, oh don’t forget the cute whispers of the group Kut Klose, come close to me REAL MUSIC, without you, I feel like I’m going to lose it!
I loved when you Johnny Gill’ed me and “Rubbed Me the Right Way” so “Lets Get it On” like my fav, Marvin Gaye! Maxwell, hell ….even Maze and Frankie Beverly…compliments the air waves, its hard getting music satisfaction, like our recently passed superstar Michael Jackson. What about Evelyn “Champagne”King to B.B. King….Real Music, Im starting to get upset and feel like we were just a fling!
I must commend you on some..............things though...........like your recent sounds of Erykah Badu, Alicia Keys, Mary J, Kelly Price, Donnell Jones, Anthony Hamilton, Dwele, and Jill Scott , just to name a few, have kept the radio stations hot, but still your presence is missing, and boy do I miss you a lot, I’m paying close attention to you, I’m listening, and a lot of crap is taking up and taking over our air time radio spots!
I need you to take me back, wayyyy back, make our Bobby Valentino’s produce tracks with meanings like Bobby Womack, but who’s the mack, MUSIC you’re the mack! You can throw a chick off her square, and dance on a chair, while she takes her clothes off, and pull her hair back! How many children were made because of you MUSIC, do you feel me like really? Silk, Jodeci, H-Town, to the infamous R-Kelly, and “it seems like your ready!” REAL MUSIC! Lets not forget about Teddy P or Teddy Riley! The producers were producing tracks, while the audience was buying……. your products and producing babies…………….life is crazy! REAL MUSIC IS SO AMAZING, but MUSIC …………..I don't think you hear me?
Well I know you’re sleeping, get some rest and I will be here with my ear very close to your heart cause in every beat, there's an important part, for I breathe you, sleep you, and I miss you REAL MUSIC, REAL HIP HOP, REAL TALK!
Love, Renatta Nikole
THE PAST is JUST THAT...THE PAST, SO LET IT PASS I come to the place where I can finally accept you,
Bow down and thank you for the pain and the hurt
That I constantly felt and dealt with you!
It took me a while to come around and admit that your
experience was necessary and much needed
and for that I cant help but respect you....
You made me cry at night , crocodile tears that spread over
my pillows like water paint, and my heart grew faint like an old lady with no air,
but never Did I give up or point the blame, but who cares, I took the blame, I even at times felt embarrassed and a shame.
One thing is that I knew in my mind you would be gone again as fast as you came
Pain is lame!
How do we see the growth or the gain, at the time when life
Picks you with needles and throws alcohol on your open wounds and veins.
Life’s insane, it makes you fight with the ones you love and face the ones
that wishes dirt on your blood stains, they tell us that the sun will rise after the rain, and we
constantly wish to never feel this way or hurt again
Well your lessons have blessed me to become stronger and helped me refrain…
From old mistakes made before, fakes and mess ups I now just ignore, accepting this distraught has taught me so much more, There is so much more to life that we need to open our arms too and adore,
But even though my wounds are no longer bleeding yet they still may feel sore
Getting to this point in life takes maturity and self reflection, you are the thing that lead me to this direction, to see you coming in my nightmares would make me yell for protection, but to not feel the upsets of life
would be a neglection, Im quite sure someone in court would scream "Objection,".... your honor keeps me
pushing forward, things in my future is what I now look and work toward,
But before I go, and I once again thank you , acknowledge you, and take the breath to finally say goodbye to you…………………………..MY PAST! I have finally come to the place where I can let you go!
You've made me stronger, wiser, more accepting, appreciative and there is nothing wrong with SELF REFLECTING!!!!
(read in a spoken word tone)
Dear REAL MUSIC,
I miss you so much, where have you gone, you and I have been out of tune way too long, while auto-tune done stayed too long, is there someone else your more interested in? Did you fall in love with another, a sister, or even one of my friends? I’m trying to figure out how this tragedy began! Do you think we are not paying enough attention to you? Is it because society is making un talented stars bigger than you?
Well some tried to wish you dead, but I know you are just resting. I guess I would be hurt too if I was disrespected and neglected, or being ignored by non-sense competitors, or am I just guessing?
You use to excite me, help motivate me for class and work, you thrive me, yet sometimes send chills down my spine, even made me feel better when my feelings were hurt. Talking about feelings hurt.......my feelings were hurt when we lost Gerald LeVert! :( Music, you could sing one note, rap one bar, or rock one beat and my soul would automatically become alert! Even when I was being shy you would give me the strength and courage to be a flirt. But now everyone wants to claim you are all balled up, boxed in, and burried under the dirt!
I know they are wrong, so what would it take to bring you back, or wake you up? Cause I’m willing to help you and support all your needs. I don’t want my kids to witness the growth of the unwanted planted seeds. The world is doing anything to make quick money and doing everything with greed. Our children are singing Souljah boi I told ya before they can barely even read. Or is it just me?
Do you feel unwanted? Well ………hell, your wrong, there are many of us waiting for your return, with you being absent, it was a well lesson learned, its time for true artists, real writers and performers to have their turn! Good music, real music, talented music, the world yearns.
If people would stop wasting their money on trash and quick schemes and realize that you were the thing that brought them to their dreams, you were the force that lead them to their so called success, without you, our ears are in distress. How long must you rest? We have the wackest artist claiming to be the best, is this the sign of the times, are we being punked by Ashton Kutcher or is this just a test? Well I hope we passed the test! (SMH)
The vocals of your lungs had sharp tones like Alicia Myers and Minnie Rippleton, to honesty in your lyrics like Earth, Wind, and Fire, and Whitney Houston, to hearing the relaxation of your chords like The Isley Brothers and Al Green, to hearing the sassy sounds of Billie Holiday to Billy Jean………….am I not your lover REAL MUSIC? I know everything ………….about you, sounds remain acoustic, and I need our audience to get use to.................you being here and not lost! The voices of piano’s, guitars, or even Luther Vandross, oh don’t forget the cute whispers of the group Kut Klose, come close to me REAL MUSIC, without you, I feel like I’m going to lose it!
I loved when you Johnny Gill’ed me and “Rubbed Me the Right Way” so “Lets Get it On” like my fav, Marvin Gaye! Maxwell, hell ….even Maze and Frankie Beverly…compliments the air waves, its hard getting music satisfaction, like our recently passed superstar Michael Jackson. What about Evelyn “Champagne”King to B.B. King….Real Music, Im starting to get upset and feel like we were just a fling!
I must commend you on some..............things though...........like your recent sounds of Erykah Badu, Alicia Keys, Mary J, Kelly Price, Donnell Jones, Anthony Hamilton, Dwele, and Jill Scott , just to name a few, have kept the radio stations hot, but still your presence is missing, and boy do I miss you a lot, I’m paying close attention to you, I’m listening, and a lot of crap is taking up and taking over our air time radio spots!
I need you to take me back, wayyyy back, make our Bobby Valentino’s produce tracks with meanings like Bobby Womack, but who’s the mack, MUSIC you’re the mack! You can throw a chick off her square, and dance on a chair, while she takes her clothes off, and pull her hair back! How many children were made because of you MUSIC, do you feel me like really? Silk, Jodeci, H-Town, to the infamous R-Kelly, and “it seems like your ready!” REAL MUSIC! Lets not forget about Teddy P or Teddy Riley! The producers were producing tracks, while the audience was buying……. your products and producing babies…………….life is crazy! REAL MUSIC IS SO AMAZING, but MUSIC …………..I don't think you hear me?
Well I know you’re sleeping, get some rest and I will be here with my ear very close to your heart cause in every beat, there's an important part, for I breathe you, sleep you, and I miss you REAL MUSIC, REAL HIP HOP, REAL TALK!
Love, Renatta Nikole
THE PAST is JUST THAT...THE PAST, SO LET IT PASS I come to the place where I can finally accept you,
Bow down and thank you for the pain and the hurt
That I constantly felt and dealt with you!
It took me a while to come around and admit that your
experience was necessary and much needed
and for that I cant help but respect you....
You made me cry at night , crocodile tears that spread over
my pillows like water paint, and my heart grew faint like an old lady with no air,
but never Did I give up or point the blame, but who cares, I took the blame, I even at times felt embarrassed and a shame.
One thing is that I knew in my mind you would be gone again as fast as you came
Pain is lame!
How do we see the growth or the gain, at the time when life
Picks you with needles and throws alcohol on your open wounds and veins.
Life’s insane, it makes you fight with the ones you love and face the ones
that wishes dirt on your blood stains, they tell us that the sun will rise after the rain, and we
constantly wish to never feel this way or hurt again
Well your lessons have blessed me to become stronger and helped me refrain…
From old mistakes made before, fakes and mess ups I now just ignore, accepting this distraught has taught me so much more, There is so much more to life that we need to open our arms too and adore,
But even though my wounds are no longer bleeding yet they still may feel sore
Getting to this point in life takes maturity and self reflection, you are the thing that lead me to this direction, to see you coming in my nightmares would make me yell for protection, but to not feel the upsets of life
would be a neglection, Im quite sure someone in court would scream "Objection,".... your honor keeps me
pushing forward, things in my future is what I now look and work toward,
But before I go, and I once again thank you , acknowledge you, and take the breath to finally say goodbye to you…………………………..MY PAST! I have finally come to the place where I can let you go!
You've made me stronger, wiser, more accepting, appreciative and there is nothing wrong with SELF REFLECTING!!!!
