Seanise Jeffers

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Seanise Jeffers was born and raised in St. Croix, U.S. Virgin Islands. Being 22 years old, Seanise is constantly working hard to get her music out to her community in every way she can. She began singing at a very young and now has grown into a beautiful singer with a voice that can never be forgotten. Her singing style is very sweet, crisp, smooth and soft. She is highly anticipated within her community being constantly asked to perform for various events, public and private.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QvQd08grQMM
Seanise accompanies her voice with a guitar in which she plays. She performs mostly RnB, Gospel and Pop but she has a taste of different genre’s.

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Kendrick Lamar & SZA -All the Stars

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Love, let’s talk about love
Is it anything and everything you hoped for?
I get a feeling on you (on you)
I get a feeling on you (on you)

‘Cause maybe the night and my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer
‘Cause maybe the night and my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer

Tell me what you gon’ do to me
Confrontation ain’t nothin’ new to me
You can bring a bullet, bring a sword
Bring a morgue, but you can’t bring the truth to me
Fuck you and all your expectations
I don’t even want your congratulations
I recognize you far as confidence and calculated promises all in your conversation
I hate people that feel entitled
Look at me crazy ’cause I ain’t invite you
Oh, you important?
You’re the moral to the story, you endorsing?
Motherfucker, I don’t even like you
Corrupted man’s heart with a gift
That’s how you find out who you dealin’ with
A small percentage, whom I’m building with
I want the credit if I’m losing or I’m winning
On my momma that’s the realest shit

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Girl, let’s talk about love
Is it anything and everything you hoped for?
I get a feeling on you (on you)
I get a feeling on you (on you)

‘Cause maybe the night and my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer
‘Cause maybe the night and my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer

Skin covered with ego
Get to talking like a end-forth, like a rebound
No control, no off switch in the way that you bringing me down
It’s a turn on, get it away from me
Let me mourn, keep away from me
That is so wrong, get it away from me, yeah
I just cry for no reason, I just pray for no reason
I just thank for the life, for the day, for the hours and another life breathin’
How did it all gonna feel good?
You let it all if you feel bad
Better live your life
We are running out of time

Love, let’s talk about love
Is it anything and everything you hoped for?
I get a feeling on you (on you)
I get a feeling on you (on you)

‘Cause maybe the night and my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer
‘Cause maybe the night and my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are close

 

Erica Leshai

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This gorgeous sista is Erica Leshai.  Leshai is a beauty vlogger as well as a talented singer.  She has an amazing voice!

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Maimouna Youseef-Shine Your Light

Whats up party people
This is ya girl
Sherry Duveaux
On WTLC rocking for the hard working folks
Just getting off of one gig and heading to another.
But in this crazy Friday rush hour traffic
I gotta jam that will smooth you out and get you right for the night
Imma about to split but before I do
An instant classic by none other than Maimouna Youssef
Dig the lyrics jack, she’s dropping some knowledge and making you feel good too
A little inspiration from your favorite station, a groove to get you in the mood,
Some Sounds for your get down
I know its rough out there yall, the Man’s foot always on ya neck
but don’t worry about that sucka, just shine your light and I’ll catch you on the flip side…

 

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Keep on Walking with your head held high (shine your light 2x)
Keep on talking like you heard it from the sky (shine your light 2x)
We aint gonna let ‘em bring us down (shine your light 2x)
You know we come too far to give up now (shine your light 2x)
The chosen people bare the hardest load (shine your light 2x)
Heavy is the head that wears the crown you know (shine your light 2x)
Give Him thanks cuz we got Soul (shine your light 2x)
Baby shake it off and let the good times roll (shine your light 2x)
And lets party, everybody come together if only for one night (shine your light 2x)
Forget the troubles of the world (shine your light 2x)

 

Hook:
Lead: Oh and let the good times roll BGV: Shine your light (Repeat)
Lead: its good to be a light
Hey Let the good times roll, it feels so good to be alive
Child is born with no state of mind
Raised up in this ghetto life
Three strikes got daddy doing time
Feel like he was born under a bad sign
Crooked cops shoot your kids right in the back
They raided my grandmamma house, she had a heart attack
And when black girls go missing they never look for that
This ain’t nowhere to live but sh*t its where we’re at

Always seeming like we falling on some bad times
But we find a way to smile and keep our heads up high
Oh party Just forget about the troubles of the world HeyToo much hard times will hurt your pride (shine your light 2x)
And the ones that you love don’t ever do you right (shine your light 2x)
So I keep on living with my head up high (shine your light 2x)
Everywhere I go Im going to shine my light (shine your light 2x)
Im going to stand on my feet if I have to die (shine your light 2x)
I’ll never live on my knees just to pacify (shine your light 2x)
People don’t you have no fear tonight (shine your light 2x)
God Children were promised ever lasting life (shine your light 2x)

 

Hook:
People come together, forget about the troubles of the world,
shake it off and let the good times roll,
shake it off and let the good times roll baby,
feels good to let the good times roll

Teshay Makeda

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This gorgeous woman is talented singer Teshay Makeda. Makeda was born in south London and raised in a Rastafarian household. Her upbringing has also influenced her styles in music which have elements of reggae, roots, soul, funk and rock to name a few.
Through her music, Teshay spreads Rastafari livity through her feminine energy. She has a Self Titled EP out Teshay Makeda which she promotes and distributes on the various showcases she does around the UK. Teshay Makeda is currently writing her first album.
Coming from a musical background, Teshay Makeda has been singing since the age of seven which started on showcases on The Twelve Tribes of Israel and being part of the school choir. At the age of Ten, she joined Vocal Zones Productions where she was vocally trained amongst other things which really improved her performance ability. These foundations have molded her into the artist that she is today.

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R. Kelly: Sexual Predator or Scapegoat?

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I anticipate that this post will be unpopular. I acknowledge the contention that my assertions will certainly prompt and welcome the scathing comments in the section below. With that being said, I still very must feel that my perspective is worthy of articulation and exposure to those that care to listen.

Singer and R&B legend R.Kelly made headlines this week for allegedly assembling a sex cult consisting of underaged girls. These allegations bear a disturbing connection to R. Kelly’s previous trouble with the law, portraying Kelly as a an OJ-like figure–a haughty  recidivist who finagled through the loopholes of the American legal system.
I feel obliged to state that I have no respect for R. Kelly as a man. I do however, respect his talent. I perceive the ‘Pied Piper’ as an enslaved black who used America’s need to hyper sexualize the black man as a means to foment his career. While Kelly defiantly made family friendly songs like “Step in The Name of Love” and inspirational songs like “I Believe I Can Fly” and “The World’s Greatest” most of Kelly’s hits are sexualized slow jams to which I’m sure proved background music to the conception of many post millennials. His sexualized image fueled a career spanning over two decades with a plethora of adoring black female fans.

These fans remained loyal to Kelly even after a video surfaced of the singer issuing a golden shower to a then-fifteen year old girl. The charges were eventually dropped and buried in the past of a musician who was still able to maintain his mogul stature despite dramatic changes in the music industry.
While my argument is not to pardon R. Kelly from blame, it is that he is not the primary cause of the hyper-sexualized black female body that faces violation without consequence. R. Kelly was relieved of any legal responsibility in previous allegations of sexually violating a black female teen simply because the black female body bears no significance to the Western world outside of monetary gain. Consider how quickly the western world kills and incarcerates the black body.  The reason why Kelly was not susceptible to these consequences is not because of his riches, but because his “crimes” served an integral purpose in maintaining white supremacy. Moreover, the world was and is more interested in portraying Kelly and his victim as sexual beasts than to upholding the integrity of those they do not see as a human let alone bearing the presumed innocence of femininity or childhood.
To the western gaze, the hyper sexuality of the young black female body violently seduces Kelly. To this same gaze, Kelly is a sexualized being unable to resist the callings of his bestial urges. Together, these caricatured images of black sexuality function assemble the historical narrative of blacks as primitive and underdeveloped beings worthy of the death and incarceration that befalls them.

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Kelly, a melanated individual who believes his conventional success consummates his transition to whiteness, feels as entitled to young bodies as the white man did and does to young black females. Kelly, is a symbol of what happens when a morally impoverished black youth offsets a journey to acquire physical wealth and not a collective consciousness. As members of an oppressed collective, it is essential that we proceed with consciousness. To proceed without it, is to inevitably mirror our oppressors in thought and action.

There is also a large possibility that this ordeal is entirely fictional, and yet another means to lynch a black man by the rope of hyper sexuality. But the verity of these accusations does little to supersede its societal function. The scenario depicts how the black man and women are commonly pitted against one another and how the black male is villanized for implementing what he was nurtured to idolize—white male ideology.

The teachings of white supremacy are second nature to anyone not possessing a conscious gaze. I read The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison, a few years back and was mortified at what Pecola’s father does to her on the kitchen floor. I resented Morrison for years, holding her in contempt for depicting the black man as indifferently robbing his child of her innocence.

It took me several strides into consciousness to realize that the father was a man systemized and nurtured to become an animal, a subjugate human who performs the dirty work of his master in his oppressed state. This is not an excuse, as his actions are detestable and hard to read, yet even more difficult to process as a factual fate rendered to so many blacks throughout the diaspora silent in the shame of their systemic violation.

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Kelly symbolically stands in the same image of this fictional black man who encompasses the factual narrative of so many other black males castrated by earthly demons who program the black body to inflict white evil onto their own people.

Kelly’s actions function to lure black women from blackness into the arms of feminism–yet example of society’s dedication to turning racist issues into sexist issues to further the cyclical disenfranchisement of blacks by hurling our struggle into oblivion. A second offense by a black praised for his prodigious talent, serves another blow to our collective identity alongside similar allegations afforded to other black greats like the late Michael Jackson, Bill Cosby, Kobe Bryant, amongst others. These allegations function to fuel white esteem and denigrate black collective worth in staining the black psyche with portraits of themselves that seemingly lack a moral compass.

So, to those quick to compartmentalize a black man as a sexual villain— I would like to redirect your attention to the words of the late and great Malcolm X:

“If you’re not careful, the newspapers will have you hating the people who are being oppressed, and loving the people who are doing the oppressing.”

To what contempt will you hold a system that upholds the systemic soiling of black female bodies?

To reiterate I am in no way excusing Kelly, but evoking a sense of nationalism to assert that we as a collective have been wronged by a system that lures us to incessantly blame ourselves but seldom confront the  true villain and sole benefactor of global racism.

In closing, the power of blackness lies largely in realizing if and when we are being played. So while we may not be playing chess, our systemized state as blacks bears a close resemblance to a king being used to seize the most powerful piece of the game–his queen.

Article by CC Saunders