Tairrie B. Murphy - Spirit Queen lyrics

[Intro](x2) (Sky above me) (Earth below me) (Fire within me) (Come to me) [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus](x2) Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation Givin' love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation [Verse 2] 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” [Chorus](x2) Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation Givin' love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation [Verse 3] 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 k**s 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 b**h! A lot of chicks come and go but I'm still the best b**h Dark magic in the sk**s 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 [Chorus](x2) Damnation is a Holy transformation, I got a bad reputation Givin' love to the West Coast congregation, this is my revelation [Outro] (Gunshot) You can be before your time or after your time But to be right, you have to be right on time (Crackling)