Tarica June

Tarica June

 Washington, D.C., Washington, D.C., USA
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Tarica June is like a breath of fresh air within hip-hop. With poetic lyrics, positive messages, and commanding flow, her presence is felt and deeply appreciated by a wide range of audiences.

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Lyrics

Slow Down

Written By: Tarica June

With your hands full of bags as you walk out the mall, do you feel six, seven, eight–ten feet tall,
like now you’re worth lovin, like life is worth livin, like what you was, you wasn’t/ like all’s been forgiven/
It’s wild, thinkin they could sell all that at the store/ she looked me in my eyes, smiled, and she said “for sure”/
I sure wish that I could show her that she’s so much more/
but the glare from the mirror would say more/It said you’re beautiful when you put that on/
and you drop it like it’s hot when they play that song/
and all the players make it rain and the clouds are gone (ironic, they make it rain, but the clouds are gone)/
It said you’re lovely when you make that face/ with your Mac eye shadow, fake lashes in place/
I sure wish that I could show her all the beauty she wastes/she said “they sell beauty at the store next to the plates/
and these fools ain’t forkin’ wit’ me I afford more of it/my religion is Christian/
Dior/
I love it—what of it?/give the haters more than they can stomach/and I buy it brand new, not when the price plummet…”
Chorus: we don’t like it unless it’s brand new,
we don’t like it unless it’s brand new, brand new,
we don’t like it unless it’s brand new, but brand new was so true when they told you you need to slow down, down
They said you need to slow down
down,
slow, slow down
down
[Verse 2]
the I-phone in your hand as you make that call, do you feel six, seven, eight–ten feet tall, like now you’re worth lovin, like life is worth livin, like what you was, you wasn’t/ like all’s been forgiven?/it’s wild, thinkin they could sell all that at the store/he looked me in my eyes, smiled, and he said “for sure”/
I sure wish that I could show him that he’s so much more/but the glare from the stares would say more/
they said you’re so sexy when you turn that on/in something that my man could never afford to have worn/
so what u doin later? call me up, we can get it on/ you lookin like a good father for my next born/
he’s worn out runnin track next to the Joneses/ always with the latest in accessories and phones, it’s/
so perpetual, they runnin in place/he said “so what if I’m a rat, at least I’m in the race”
[Chorus again]
I said your car too fast/let off the gas/be-before you know it/your life done passed/cuz you spent it at the mall/lived it at the store/you’ve never really known what life is for/
I said you’re too (too) fast/ let off the gas/be-before you know it, your life done passed/cuz you spent it at the mall/lived it at the store/you never really knew what life was for/
Slow down
Slow
Down
Down
Down
Slow down
Slow
Down
Down
down
With your hands full of bags as you walk out the mall, do you feel 6,7,8—10 feet tall, like now you’re worth lovin, like life is worth livin, like what you was, you wasn’t/ like all’s been forgiven? . . .

Main Topix

Written By: Tarica June

LYRICS:
main topics are boring,
Im off subject often.
the subject of my lines be whatever Im offerin at the time
based on creative visions I find
so sometimes
I ramble with no particular punchline
punch lines is easy.
punchin systems is hard.
politicians bein greedy got the boulevard
like a war zone.
wars on tv,
but nobody covers the wars that WE see,
believe me
where dimes get locked behind they mans dimes
and a dime is a little bit of time
compared to the bids they givin to little kids these days
they run around crazy their minds in a haze
they think if they cant ball or rhyme they gotta sell to shine
so they sellin the hardest stuff they can find.
the hardest lies I find are the least concealed
you just open your eyes and theyre revealed
like there is no such thing as a drug deal
the hustlas getting over on the fiend
the governments getting over on the hustla.
still we hustle
chasin those dreams
some of us of havin fancy things
others just fastening
loose ends
the noose ends
get tighter round our necks
still all we respect is the dollar.
take a scholar if hes standin next to a millionaire
the world acts like he aint even there
like they dont even care
for the poor
they just put more laws on the books
to let em lock em up without takin second looks
the first son in a family of crooks
stole the white house
now hes stealin food right out the babies mouths
to write-out checks that go to the military
I swear this world is so scary right now
I dont know if I would want to bring a child into it
and make him or her go through it
I just wanna calm my spirit
call on God
and know shell hear it
whether times are good or they hard
and I wanna kick back, write my rhymes
and not feel like Im wastin my breath
or wastin my time
and I wanna feel something when I hear the beat
and give the pieces to the cipher thatll make it complete
and tonight when I lay down and close my eyes,
I wanna know Ill see another beautiful sunrise
but none of thats guaranteed
that aint Gods speed
so all that I can do is be myself and stay true in
deed and heart
and in spirit and mind
and keep searchin for the Truth
tho its hard to find
and stop lookin for the proof and just feel sometimes because
all that I wish to know will be revealed in time
sometimes I rhyme to keep myself from feelin like Im already crazy
when I feel Im goin crazy
and I always say the
only thing I ever want in my veins gettin me high is these rhymes,
risin like flames
I could shoot em up like rockets
and then have ink flowin out of my sockets and no tears
drop
all the bullsh*t, especially the fears
and put things beautiful into the soul by way of the ears
I never wished the record labels was here
I dont know what for
cuz you know what? for real theres
no such thing as a record deal
the labels getting over on the artist
when we the ones who be workin the hardest
and putting all this
love and pain into it
and puttin stories of our losses and our gains into it
they have stories that disparage our names and through it
we second-guessin ourselves
putting our real talent up on the shelves
I hope I never end up like that
too scared to talk about the way I feel when I rap
man, if you ever hear me rockin and its only an act, I beg of you,
please
snatch my mic back
man, if you ever hear me rockin and its only an act, I beg of you,
please
snatch my mic back
might
back-track
to a simpler time
when I painted these pictures only in my mind
[used] cocoa butter to shine
much better now and gettin better with time
bet her flows stay embedded in minds
like reporters without spines
ridin round West Banks in tanks
its a wonder they can even sit up straight
how much can we take?

Im takin extra plates to the systems supper
tupperware
to share
with my folks who aint there

aint their game vicious? Itll never be fair

the music revolutions here, though

beware.

and I'm only suspicious cuz its never been fair
I make this revolution music cuz I care.

Discography

1) Moonlight Revolution Mixtape (2010)

2) Stream of Consciousness (2013)