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Intro
01:57
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Rita J intro:
you know...people been asking me...what you've been up to...and I say...all you know...just redesigning my DNA...freeing myself from ancestral trauma...mastering my soul lessons...you know...cultivating space for the abundance flow that I am...giving thanks for it all...hasn't been easy...being a black woman and all...you know I've been performing...traveling the world, international trips...rocking for 25,000 to 50,000 people...feeling great...came back home to Chicago...came down from the high...was feeling low...had to come back up high...for air...higher self...always aware...sometimes the road is rocky...but you know what...I never quit...never gave up...just took some time to reorganize and set myself up for bigger and better...sharing my voice with the world, my notes, my thoughts...The High Priestess has arrived...to guide you...enliven you...inspire you...let's go...
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Mad As Hell feat. Slot-A
03:23
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Verse 1:
I been through hell I’m black I been through hell I’m back I been through hell that's facts inhale got a story to tell relax pushed it back for perspective in fact attract a new tribe catch a new vibe we on the rise better realize fire in her eyes prize winner what’s for dinner who cooking shit build a team live some dreams who feeling lit who feeling it just kickin it rhyme syndicate time mended it life membership knife penmanship type rendered it strain the fat and sit at the feet of a queen who you deem pristine straight from a dream know what I mean keeping it clean lightbeam on the scene team green beans ancestral tings.
Chorus: cuts by Slot-A
Verse 2:
Rita J where you at what you doing what you pursuing what ya got cookin looking ass tea brewing it's been a few I must admit I never quit utilized my throne to sit realized my bone to pick was industry shit alas I can’t control felt old and new ready to achieve with technology blues I paid dues some dudes snatched my studio had me feeling hella moody though sick of bitches shaking asses bro throwback ho you niggas can’t go I’m out the door full registry made my bed to be layed in no ceilings open heavenly prayed in you payed in idolizing Satan fuck rap pay me disrespectful shady I don’t have the time for ninjas tryna play me like Jim Crow and mammie mantan and sammy please understand me my situation family.
Chorus: cuts by Slot-A
Verse 3:
Can I get a wellness salute can I get the loot if health is my wealth then I’m taking care of self that’s putting me first no codependents nurse won’t end up in a hearse from stress I tend to bless others with finesse power manifest spiritual detox out of the limelight had to get my mind right more rest anti grind type more or less not pressed for the press media and yes men took time to invest in my future is my best friend the present is a blessing gifted none the lesson life’s testing karma destined mysterious questions epiphanies symphony relations steadying my patience meditation maintenance higher revelations ener....
Outro:
I was almost there....almost had it...
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Bussin' Feat. DJ RTST
02:30
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Verse:
I’m a winner not a beginner you niggas all sinners eating chicken dinners gmo tenders like roni that’s the homie too much estro yoni no bologna you tough guys phony acting tony stacking money lacking you owe me subtracting the po me attracting the cronies that’s backing like pony have a seat you can’t compete savior faire on the beats at all times steep rhymes medicine mind geeked solution based full leap my future’s bright ahead no listen what they said me belly keep it fed blowing sensi with me bred alkaline fine stay busy not a grind ex-machina shekinah rests God bless the one who’s got her own perched on the throne search till its known queen in the bones lean off them phones stream into zones nurture your clones seeds now they grown no chances were blown romancing the stone advancing the skills enhancing the drills financing the will passing the torch poems on the porch educated scorch on societies norms propriety warns variety forms anxiety swarms don’t be misinformed Rita performs forever transformed calm for the storm just getting it warm tear it up well it’s torn your future’s are born sutras adorned toot my own horn send ya tips in the morn not memo’s but venmo cash the innuendos who’s that peeking in the window pow nobody now miss lady got style been getting busy for a while hail the queen take a bow reign supreme show em how wow whoa like Joey wavy flowy act like ya know me hall of famer had 36 in the chamber watch for the aim bruh watch for the aim bruh watch for the aim bruh...
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FreeDom
03:41
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Verse 1:
When they go low we go high when they let go we get by raising kundalini to the sky separate the how to from the why master yourself posture your fly walk straight young one master your high click bait done son how many died sick hate guns run how many tried to getaway giveaway liberté pride ego trip mind slipped forgot your third eye wisdom intuition trust your gut and listen mission is to win don’t be pissing in the wind ready aim fire your hearts most desire to let your soul glo speak your mind yo let your love grow be all natural godbody flow fairy godmother ohm.
Chorus:
Abracadabra tell em why you mad bruh message in the music upgrade ya toolkit Abracadabra tell em why you mad bruh message in the movement upgrade ya toolkit purpose passion magic use it mission message action choose it purpose passion magic use it mission message action move it.
Verse 2:
High Priestess flow my tea sip slow my tree hydro you see eye know the keys open doors so please never dose the prominence rose abundance grows big homie energy friends in high places bruja synergy mends in most cases ancient memories tend to see faces patient chemistry dna traces divine intelligence prayerful reverence patriarchy severance widespread evidence black moon mama outside the drama cultivating yamas uncovering the traumas discovering the honor respect like Dalai Lama who’s your guru I’m hoodoo spiritual armour medicinal farmer rootwork the karma high health higher self rich magical conjure.
Chorus:
Abracadabra tell em why you mad bruh message in the music upgrade ya toolkit Abracadabra tell em why you mad bruh message in the movement upgrade ya toolkit purpose passion magic use it mission message action choose it purpose passion magic use it mission message action move it purpose passion magic use it mission message action choose it (REPEAT 3x) Black girl magic I gotta have it (REPEAT 5x) High Priestess flow I Gotta have it
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My King Is...
04:39
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Verse 1:
My king is so patient and proud it's evident so relevant we got that loud bond benevolent smile dapper in style kingly in how he delegates power black as the nile sir african crown stir the pot with a likkle bit of carribean heat he got that spice he got that beat drumming out the sound while I move my feet no room for defeat warrior sleek black brotha unique facts my lover is chic life hacks to the tee backs me up like a G under the act sovereignty integrity he cracks me up stacks be up meaning the racks be up spinning the wax what’s up selecta of the tracks pull up pull up to my bumper baby touch me taste me I’m on my Sebi approved for safety just being a lady no ifs no maybe’s we vibing crazy not built for lazy work ethic gravy the folks that raised he foundation made me praise the day he was born I pray we adorn the days we spend together make it last forever may our endeavours be clever and never sever whatsoever.
Chorus:
My king is beautiful gifted my king is intelligent benevolent my king is spiritual grateful my king is patient giving my king is radical legendary my king is magical royalty my king is romantic hilarious my king is powerful healthy.
Verse 2:
Present gifted black matter of fact give it up for the king’s knack of being exalted eye seeing found me a friend a stand up man to attend my affairs long stares smiles glare peas in a pod we’re a pair slightly odd mod flair on god we rare uplifting inspired self worth fire confidence higher double dipped in desire electric through the wire frequency felt prior to meeting groomed for the greeting fitted for the seating table of royals we eating no spoils no leaching we teaching preaching the gospel speaking life apostle turning cheeks on the hostile stay prepared ain't scared abundant self cared squared.
Chorus:
My king is compassionate loving my king is focused purposeful my king is musical passionate my king is affectionate playful my king is gentle courageous my kind is brave invested my king is rich fun my king is creative educated.
Verse 3:
Perfect company traveling exploring yo it's happening teamwork the dream works balance beam the homework we building wealth promoting health to the highest self top shelf we kings and queens original beings nurture nature intimate savior on my best behavior we cookin with flavor season and savor experience paved the perspective made the place I’m at meet me on my mat full lotus in fact prayer hands in tact meditation stat elevation rap dedication laps ancestors clap and they got my back tapped in I win creating spells the pen it’s the medium blend how I’m feeling my men on ten with the zen yang to my yin yep I’m smitten again.
Chorus:
My king is growing evolving my king is strong thoughtful my king is fly fine my king is on time divine my king is charming considerate my king is magnetic poetic my king is prophetic messianic my king is radiant peaceful.
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Skit...
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Verse 1:
Reality is I’m just minding my biz and I’m taking it serious no room for dem fears living out my years gratitude and the tears reflections and mirrors smoking and not piss or get off the pot is what my mama said more than not I got you ain’t dead get yo bread use yo head to get ahead grow your own meds make your own bed I never said I was perfect it may look it cuz I cook it in a special way since back in the day hey look away now questionmark asylum filled them knowledge born never hide it a message you can ride with I just decided I’m so excited often delighted how things coincided my will I applied it my deal kinda fly kid hurry up and buy it I will never die period.
Chorus:
We all out of patience war with race relations one nation under god summon up the squad revolution whaa gwaan false flagging dragging bodies loading up the shotty’s (REPEAT)
Verse 2:
In the moment gotta own it I’m a super microphone it communicate components illuminate and notice puppets and the potus I’m tapped in in lotus so what’s the focus I’m on my hocus pocus brewing up another cup reality’s your hostess cueing up the dosage fueling up the mostest instant grata post it feelings matter boast it roast it roller coast it swipe it left and ghost it make a toast to my higher self happiness health and wealth founded on knowledge self mastery task complete never asked to be the baddest B all flattery just ask for me yeah rhyming is my currency timing the deliveries diamond synchronicities grinding is the enemy dressed in white supremacy resist and rest community build and wield immunity create some opportunity visions pop up lucidly practice purpose fruitfully worthy add gratuity that’s tax that’s facts.
Chorus:
Revolution whaa gwaan false flagging dragging bodies loading up the shotty’s we all out of patience war with race relations one nation under God summon up the squad revolution whaa gwaan false flagging dragging bodies loading up the shotty’s.
Verse 3 (Rashid Hadee):
All my reality made of, all fantasies I can think of, we all want to be greater, before meeting our maker, my mistakes and my misses, water under the bridges, all my own wants and wishes, now seem unrealistic, and I'm feeling the distances, this is no wishful reminiscing, all you hearing is the skkiirrtttt from the way my tires spinnin', this is full speed ahead, and I'm keeping it moving, on to my next reality, it has to be the conclusion, ain't no need for confusion, hell I feel like a fuscous, I just like to vibe out and puff a cloud to the music, Yeah...straight groovin' with the smooth execution, when you focused on winnin' no time to think about losin', why should you show and prove for the hit and I'm proven,' all that friction became fiction now this is the movement, I just want to ride ol schools in Bentley's and cruisin', this a new reality along with my evolution, Lord...
Chorus:
We need reparations we all out of patience one nation under God summon up the squad revolution whaa gwaan false flagging dragging bodies loading up the shotty’s (REPEAT)
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8. |
Mami Wata feat. Cher Jey
03:39
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Verse 1:
Movement is medicine let's get together then cold from the windy city better get a sweater friend blowing through the streets ain’t pretty make you wanna jettison grounding problem solvers let us in sending letters in conversations we better than how we living in situations that's hindering future generations no patience that’s sending them towards self destruction eruption its killing them corrupted corporations relations not friends with them common demonstrations that’s racist the facts are in land grabs displacing erasing the history protect ya neck protect ya magic energy’s the currency build your wealth and legacy kiss a baby hug a tree respect the earth come naturally take responsibility love peace and harmony nature is your pharmacy nature is your pharmacy.
Chorus:
Remedies in water memories from daughter enemies they slaughter tell me who’s the martyr mami wata I am your daughter mami wata I am your daughter mami wata I am your daughter mami wata I am your.
Verse 2:
Create don't hate communicate ya fate don't wait eliminate the bait don’t take high stakes coming from the states the Great Lakes bodies of water connect nadis to mata tell me who’s hotter the earth or the shottas greed is the monster no seeds the imposter misleads and it fosters social needs that can cost us media feeds us rosters that leaves us lost us we bleed exhaust us we plead they toss us scraps from the losses maps to accost us my raps stay boss cuz ancestors sauced us.
Chorus:
Memories in water remedies from daughter symmetry’s the author Yemoya and I saw her mami wata I am your daughter mami wata I am your daughter mami wata I am your daughter mami wata I am your.
Bridge (Cher Jey):
Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo rise up daughter omi o rise up daughter lo lo lo rise up daughter omi o rise up daughter lo lo lo Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo mami wata lo lo lo Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo Yemaya omi o mami wata lo lo lo rise up daughter omi o rise up daughter lo lo lo.
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Ai Shadows
04:38
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Verse 1:
This ain’t ya homeboy’s rap get rap attacked heat strike you in the face baseball bat facepalm stat my base calm cat my pace all laps my case solved that embrace my hats my taste all caps homeostasis packs my basis facts my race all black displaced face that no trace pace back erased ransacked I’ll never have enough to say about the way they did us greasy state of mind greedy tactics mad seedy no self esteem needy lack there of feed me breakfast club sheedy emo jawn treaty loner gang peasy shoot em up easy divide distract deceiving fake news this evening hide ya wife hide ya seedlings you the thread that they needling live at five sip your riesling check your power only teasing.
Chorus: Soundbites
Verse 2:
Masterminding my design previewing the prime in the cut though seek and you shall find beats all Neak cuz it was time Reet got heat neat with the rhymes complete magnifique straight off the nine I reek loud chic I’m deep a mind freak speak only when spoken to preserving the fresh joking with jest smoking the best not worried about the rest blurred out the stress take naps get some rest kundalini built a nest raise it up reflect test show up get dressed blow up life’s quest grow up plant some seeds give up the need to please step up you're free to leave kept up what’s up your sleeve pepped up cuz I believe imaginations everything sing your song do your thing you’ll see the wonder and the joy life brings.
Chorus: Soundbites
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Verse 1:
Do real men cry have feelings kinda shy hardbody stone face yeah coming out the Chi somebody no place to express my guy in the trap it's a wrap yeah set him up to die stifled on the emo tip rifled on a ego trip trifled on the evil’s whip upheaval yo get a grip deebo’d your ancestors on a ship payment slip dip in the gazebo they auctioning your people body parts in shipping carts stop listening to sheeple selling us a wicked dream but we were never equal threw envy on the glow whitewashing that’s blow get snuffed or get low get rich or be po crime pays illegal time plays like sequel swoop down like seagulls on black and brown people mama on the go development in fetal lethal pain in tow pay the rent no repo.
Chorus:
Real men have to cry sometime too (REPEAT 3x), Oh didn’t I didnt I didn’t I...yeah
Verse 2 (Neak):
All I see is pressure, so do this mean I’m lesser, I seek to love myself and not seek out way to suppress a, feeling dehumanized, so many centuries deceived it’s hard to kill these lies, it’s showing up in how I handle emotions the hardest liquors for the cries, sexual healing, using body parts to disguise how I'm not able to function through darkness living inside, without a outlet, out left linger to my demise, the media be painting me criminal, the last shall be first so all is hatred is spiritual, the last felt a curse that put a price on my physical, America and unity for black men cynical, the man in me unamended, No wonder my home prison, who can I run to? XSCAPING this heart I’m sitting with all brittle, can we cry sometime, history say it ain’t safe, I’ll do anything to make this pain go away.
Chorus:
Real men have to cry sometime too (REPEAT 3x), Oh didn't I didn’t I didn’t I...yeah
Verse 3:
How can you help your brother who just get it from his mother seen with lover after lover hopes and dreams smothered daddy never home void feeling so alone droid versus apple phones boy get in where you fit in toy forbidden crimes for joy high druggie till I die yeah speak it it will come by that’s real law abide by your words will be your drive by death culture outcry fans and fam don’t know why you left so soon goodbye supply them mental health checks therapy and outlets poverty the upset lottery’s your best bet born into slave debts freedom cuz your worth nets breathing get your needs met they thieving plant yo seeds let the pressures and the stressors got weapons in your dresser drawer love yourself a little mo let it out hug your bro seek some help you never know the power unconditional remember be intentional save a life halo glow.
Chorus:
Real men have to cry sometime too (REPEAT 3x), Oh didn’t I didn't I didn’t I...yeah...found tears on your pillowtip belong to me... what’ll I do...grabbed you and hugged you and said, real men have to cry sometime too.
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Verse 1:
Feminine rising no more disguising hiding or sizing we enterprising wives of prized men live inside them light beam provides him stay energized and powered up no soured luck cuz we enliven trust in the guide friend oracle kind kin spiritual time spin with hopes to find them remind them imperial diamonds the shining magical radical what you got on my sabbatical receiving major downloads unlocking musical passcodes blocking suitable assholes rocking beautiful jazz odes stocking mutable cash flows cropping dutiful tasks yo supanova soul glow starseed explode blow minds reads like tarot not promised tomorrow take head no sorrow for lack on borrowed time is mine divine though so asé.
Chorus (Nina Rae):
Better be ready for her...her time...the eternal divine...
Verse 2:
Reimagining freedom new world the future how we create where we celebrate what suits ya let the trumpets blow horn section toot ya let the record show your soul work salute ya product of the Gods connect Kama Sutra got it from the squad ancestors mama roots ya meditating mostly sipping on my tulsi crown activated corona rising we made it staying educated elevated melanated unapologetic cuz they faded and they hate it analog drums from the slums catching thumbs ancient tribal hums sums of generations numb from plantations change your situation changing up the station rewrite the narrative insight imperative birthright is merited take flight comparative be light and care to live.
Chorus (Nina Rae):
Better be ready for her...her mind...wisdom you'll find...
she speaks signs so she can design...the future in mind...finding her way in her light...if I find...the master in mind...to be so inclined...to walk then by faith not by sight...
better be ready for her...
better be ready for her...
better be ready for her.
Outro:
Grandma J’s speaks.
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Rita J Chicago, Illinois
Rita J. is an MC/songwriter ascending from Chicago’s south side whose music is rooted in Hip-Hop’s Golden era and influenced by the sounds of 70s black music. After touring internationally and sharing stages with many nationally-known artists, Rita J released her latest album, “The High Priestess” September 10th 2021. ... more
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