Spirit Queen

from by TAIRRIE B

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lyrics

SPIRIT QUEEN
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Sky above me, Earth below me, Fire within me, Come to me...
Sky above me, Earth below me, Fire within me, Come to me…

1989, kicked my first rhyme, picked up a mic
The Maiden cast her circle white
Enchanted me with tales from the streets
And I cut my teeth on breaks and beats
Represented by the waxing moon
I was surrounded by men with attitudes
Violent stares and a flare for sampling
Black sheep of the “Ruthless” family
Misfit rebel with a mouthful of poison
The boys in the hood were busy makin noise and
“Always Into Something” bumpin’ that “Dopeman”
I was on my own with the murder I wrote and
Standing my ground, never backed down
Put my first record out on “Comptown”
Young and innocent I created my name
Strong and brave but naïve to the game
“Swingin’ wit T” gave me a little fame
But I walked away and I showed no shame
Lookin’ back today it was a helluva ride
“The Power of a Woman” was ahead of it’s time…

Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation
Givin’ love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation
Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation
Givin’ love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation

1993, the music changed inside my head
The Mother cast her circle red
Welcomed me into her open arms
Introduced me to her book of charms
Symbolic of a moon that’s full and round
The “Power of the Riff” and the underground
Shootin’ my gift and adorned in metal
I blazed a trail while runnin’ with the Devil
Paid my dues and I earned respect
Cult following is in full effect
A trademark scream that I never gave up
Nothing more powerful than a mind made up
“A Throat Full of Heart” and “A Prayer Under Pressure”
“Blasphemous Girl”, “Not Made to Measure”
Invisible oranges inside my hand
Put the needle to record of “Pentagram”…

Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation
Givin’ love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation
Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation
Givin’ love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation

2014, It’s been a long time but I’m back
The Crone cast her circle black
Inspired me to reinvent myself
So West Coast that I’mma vet myself
Summon “The Covenant” to create my mood
Signified with a crescent moon
This is a warning, there ain’t no mourning
And when I’m venting, they’ll be no repenting
Just a waning, for those tryna curse me
Cause I ain’t thirsty and the last name’s “Murphy”
Not a protégé baby, I’m self made
Mistress of the verbal hand grenade
Been here for years breathing LA smog
Screamin’ at demons so you know I ain’t soft
Just settin’ it off until the break of dawn
Then I drop the bomb and I break em off some
The monarch and this is catharsis
A survivor in an industry that kills artists
But my wisdom and wit kept me legit
Now I’m blowin’ your minds with a rhyme that’s sick
A bell, book and candle with a broomstick
This ain’t no “Witches of Eastwick”
I represent the West bitch!
A lot of chicks come and go but I’m still the best bitch
Dark magic in the skills I possess
All praise to the Triple Goddess
You can feel the fluidity, my Holy Trinity
The divinity of my femininity
No sympathy for the Devil necessary
I hold my own and when I do it’s scary
Call upon the muse and the powers that be unseen
Come to me my spirit queen

Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation
Givin’ love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation
Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation
Givin’ love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation

You can be before your time or after your time
But to be right, you have to be right on time.

credits

from Vintage Curses, track released August 14, 2015
Lyrics & Vocals by Tairrie B. Murphy
Produced & Mixed by The Covenant
(Tairrie B. Murphy & Joel Stooksbury)

Recorded @ Soundtrack Black Studio

Cover Art Design by Tairrie B. Murphy
Photography by Gary Bandfield | Tour Bus Live

www.houseofcapricorn.com
♑ └A 2015

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