Bahamadia – I Confess b/w 3 Tha Hard Way


Bahamadia – I Confess b/w 3 Tha Hard Way

Bahamadia released her single “I Confess” with the b-side “3 Tha Hard Way” back in 1995.  Both songs appeared on her debut album “Kollage”  and released on Chrysalis/EMI Records.  “I Confess” was produced by N.O. Joe and “3 Tha Hard Way” was produced by DJ Premier.

When I first heard Bahamadia, all I can remember is that voice and that flow.  In 1994, we heard her debut “Total Wreck” produced by GURU and from there she became a household name (well at least with the Hip Hop heads).

I Confess

“I Confess” contains a vocal sample of Marvin Gaye’sLet’s Get It On” for the bridge, while she slow flows over the track on this fly love song.  The track is dope but it’s what’s on the b-side that will have you reaching for the repeat button.

Word life boo, I checked you flexin wit’ cha crew
Lookin sweet enough to chew wit them saint eyes like tha brew
Roughneck mannerism, fly disposition
Ya live like channel sparkin’ like mad-izm
My mission, is gettin into you like a religion
My woman’s intuition tells me cupid’s arrow’s hittin
You’re the prince with the glass slipper that my foot could fit in
This feelin that I have is never endin, I’m sendin
My love like Zhane’ up in a box
With the bow up on the top, cause, for you I got the hots so
Please accept these words that I posess I’m like a damsel in distress in
Pursuit of happiness, I confess

I’ve been really tryin’ baby
Tryin to hold back these feelings for so long
And if you feel, like I feel baby
Come on, ohhh, come on

Many men wit mass appeal expand across the globe by the mills
But still I picked you like a daffodil
Cause you thrill me like magnetic fields that give my body chills
Perserve my chocolate ties and it’s a thrill; I’m sayin
That when you swing my way I, get a sudden rush
That entices me not to keep it on the hush-hush
Boy times girl times lust equals us
And you can count on that like you would an abacus so
Bust the equation, baby cause I’m facin the fact that I only think of you
On two occasions, but I’mma max once I get this off my chest, and just let
Nature do the rest.. I confess

I wanna be down like Brandy with you handy for tha duration
Engage in electric relaxation
Build a conversation, probe ya intellect
Put ya manhood to the test, but not just ya physical, ya individual is what
I’m after
Ya heart I wanna capture, I’m open like a space that NASA explores
Truly do adore, every little move you make and more, my word is born
But I could go on and on throwin hints
That I’m tha chick, you should be celebratin life wit
So instead I felt it best if I just
Stood and represented in the flesh that I confess…

“I Confess”

But the b-side wins again, and it wins hands down.  The track is an all lady posse cut that features K-Swift and Mecca Starr and is produced by the great DJ Premier. The track is uses the drum pattern beat from “Stop and Check Yourself” by Garnet Mimms while Premier cuts up “we gonna rock this muthfucka like 3 tha hard way” from “El Shabazz” by LL Cool J.  The track bangs and all 3 MC’s represent on the mic, but its Bahamadia that wrecks shop on this track!  Her smooth delivery and references with that undoubtedly unique voice, make this one of her greatest tracks. 

[Verse 1 – Bahamadia]
Salutes to action be tha latest enter-ree for Illadel colonies
To get da cream like cherries jubilee
My steeze put cha at ease like methamphetamines
Or like Tony Starks fantasies about his wallabees
Two fit-een ya meen Big East be comin’ through
Ghetto magic plus da bullies back it what
Me now Buddah Blessed for I and I
Provide da greatest naturale pure as life that exit from the gentatile
Styles international like direct connects from internet
Verbal text blossom like Chia Pets
Perfect wit da mic devices Bahamadee be tha nices
Bringin’ this rap thing to the light like Osyrus
For tha’ Nine pound Exedra
Peace to GangStarr and my nigga K-Sarrah

[Hook (3x)]
We gonna rock this motherfucker like 3 Tha Hard Way!

[Verse 2 – K-Swift]
Ha yo, I’m doing this for the crews claimin’ that they’re better
I’m tickled, ya must be like Sanford on the ripple little by little
I kick verses of the middle of my brain
The Riddler couldn’t fuck wit Kannon Riddles
I remain the undisputed you should it known if you knew it
Montell couldn’t tell you how we do it
If you get the chance to even do the battle dance wit da Kannon Band
Shit be slammin more than Larry Nance
And plus it’s in me to give you more like Demi
I do easy, leave the hardway to penny
As I display skills for what it’s worth
Sent to this earth to put the curse of whack MCs upon my turf
This is the end like Armageddon your settin a bad example
Niggas still using samples times ample
Ha yo Swift never said she was the baddest but I kept it real
You niggas frontin talkin bout you packin steel
You be sportin a first all up in rectum
By them Central kids sitting all up in the bully section

[Hook (3x)]

[Verse 3 – Mecca Starr]
Do you remember those you chose to forget back when ya ears was wet?
And now ya preachin’ me releasin’ mini-tec
I need a mic check because da static come sparatic
Emcee’s be hooked like addicts while casualties stay tragic
There ain’t no glamour in that story all guts no glory
Entrenced in jealousy just like the suckers who abhor me
They tell but they don’t know the core, so raw is now my reference
Like Mumia there is no evidence to say that I’m more tha I am
Undbending never ending similar to million men
Me say “Just-us” you say me bust bust
Mental stagnation like the cancer patients eatin’ cow fuss
As the minds rust
From dawn to dusk I rest in Mecca
The words sound power as in energy see Heka
To die because ya black simply be no cause at all
Surreality just like the lengends of the fall
Initial looks of the shook hearted kids who shouldn’t started
Lyrics leave like spirits and And the waters Moses parted
Do or Die’s ya slogan but niggas slip with Trojans
Major mental corrosion like Murray’s meat unfrozen
I am the Chosen Earth Sun Moon and Stars
Hard for me to find a top contender just to spar
Some peep the exterior and think inferior
Next ya know they callin for a Sound Bwoy Burial
D&D Studio B wicked catch wreck for infinity
One love peace to Bahamadi’

[Verse 4 – Bahamadia]
Like Salt N Pepa, I take it to the next plateau
Niggas scream they what this Brown Sugar like D’Angelo
I make it better fo’ fantanics fienin For da Buttaz Boo
Like 25 to lifers do from lack of gettin’ Power-You
Oh, I put my little thing in action smooth like satin
Or Special Ed when he was taxin’
Heads relax and play tha’ back when I spill
I regulate a flow like chicks on birth control pills
Ill anitics Keep it movin’ on
Bouncin’ like nylon from Illadel to Lebanon – (no doubt)
It’s 3 Tha Hard Way

“3 The Hard Way”

If you don’t have her “Kollage” album, download that ish as soon as possible.  With tracks like “Total Wreck“, “Uknowhowwedu“, “True Honey Buns” and “Three Tha Hard Way” are worth the price of admission!

Bahamadia – I Confess b/w 3 Tha Hard Way

-Al E.


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