#onelineatatime

[chadagurley]

[n01498950-blog]

My first printmaking :)

[hookist]

When’s the last time you wrote a song with a guy like this? Ha! Not to worry! Not many of us have! But now’s your chance! Hit songwriter @claymillsiii is leading a global songwriting collaboration at HOOKIST.com! Come write a song with a MASTER! . . #nopressure #onelineatatime #songwriter #singersongwriter #writeasong #collaborate #create #commonphrasesarecommon #makethemyourown #lyrics https://www.instagram.com/hookistmusic/p/Busjj-LAs7F/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=3wlpfz3oilgj

[princessbestspeaks]

Happy International Women's Day! Feeling Myself Fridays would usually be the day I post my own lyrics but in honor of the day, I'm posting this one a day early. @Viola Davis said recently in an interview, as a little girl, she watched Cicely Tyson in "The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman" and as a little black girl, Tyson was the physical manifestation of the dream she had for herself. I wrote A Black Girl's Worth because I know just how important and impactful it is to have the physical manifestation of a Black Woman in spaces so little black girls know what is possible and that their magic and herstories are celebrated with accurate information. If we don't write the lyrics, black girls may be led to believe that our history swings on the pendulum from slave to slut, none of which is true or useful. So I write for black girls to UNEARTH the lies and deception fed to them early to disrupt them developing concepts of dangerous shame and unworthiness. Check check it out! *CLICK LINK IN BIO OR BELOW FMI* https://youtu.be/w_zAxdX7-ek **SUBSCRIBE TO THE HIPHOPMOMMA PRINCESS BEST SPEAKS CHANNEL** https://www.youtube.com/user/PrincessBestSpeaks Welcome to the Lessons of Lyrics (LOL) with The HipHopMomma! WTF IS LOL???: “A podcast that heals all your shit through the wisdom of women in ONE lyric.” “You can heal a whole mind with just ONE dope line, you can birth a new mind with just ONE dope rhyme.” #violadavis #cicelytyson #htgawm #missjanepittman #LessonsOFLyrics #healingminds #onelineatatime #onelyricatatime #allineedisonelyric #justonedopeline #TheHipHopMomma #PrincessBestSpeaks #TheWombPrint #myBARZhealSCARS #HipHopHealthCrusade #girlswhorap #femcee #femalerapper #blackgirlmagic #blackgirlsrock #aBLACKGIRLSworth #HipHopMomma (at Lijst van bekende mensen uit Washington D.C.)

[princessbestspeaks]

*CLICK LINK IN BIO OR BELOW FOR FULL VIDEO** LOL3: The place you're used to ISN'T the place where you belong(Queen of Katwe) LOL w/The HipHopMomma In @Queen of Katwe, Robert (@DavidOyelowo) says to Phiona (@MadinaNalwanga), "Sometimes the place we are used to is not the place we belong." I wondered if her mother Nakku (@lupitanyongo) ever contemplated this thought for herself. This LOL is dedicated to the black girls and women who have at some point in their lives felt suicidal, depressed, mentally unstable, unable to cope and ready to harm themselves because they thought they couldn't leave that place. #queenofkatwe #phiona #nakku #lupitanyongo #madinanalwanga #LessonsOFLyrics #healingminds #onelineatatime #onelyricatatime #allineedisonelyric #justonedopeline #TheHipHopMomma #PrincessBestSpeaks #TheWombPrint #myBARZhealSCARS #HipHopHealthCrusade #girlswhorap #femcee #femalerapper #blackgirlmagic #blackgirlsrock #aBLACKGIRLSworth #HipHopMomma (at Washington, District of Columbia)

[happyalpacawombat]

Feel like that Girl I've spent my entire life trying to be better than where I came from. Where I'm from, the girls there, don't usually make it out of the neighborhood. They have the same friends that they went to school with, living right next door to them. But let me just back up a few paragraphs and give you some back story. I was born and raised in, out and around the ghetto. Nothing to surprising for a black girl in this country. The United States of America. There are more poor black people per capita living in its depressed and oppressed cities than anywhere in these United States. Poor people jammed into big cities, in small apartments, with one bathroom. In tall sky rises or three story apartment complexes, with catchy names. All of them with poor people. Blacks and I say blacks because I don't know anybodys background. I dont know if their parents were immigrants, migrants, slaves or even if momma got raped and couldnt get an abortion. But mostly, they're not white. But that's just my opinion. Life in my neighborhood was just what you would expect. It was rough. As a young girl I had to learn early in life to be on my guard and to keep one eye out for predators.You know the kind, perverts, flashers, child molesters, rapist, thieves, con men and the other eye, out for bullies and girl gang members and hell, just haters. I knew what it was like to sleep with one eye open. I cringed at night, not even knowing that was what outright fear was called, before falling to sleep. I sought the safety, peace and tranquility of my dreams. As a kid we played in front of the building, in the back of the building and when I got permission we could walk to the park. Where if you got there early enough, you could get to ride one of the few swings that weren't wrapped around the top of the pole, by some angry teenager or climb around on the jungle gym. Finish the story. Go to home/jos poetry excerpts from my resume. Or mommayaya.wixsite.com #ENJOYTHEJOURNEYWITHME #ONELINEATATIME subcribe n share