Ancestral Sound

I hear their whispers in the wind, they callin' my name

Ancestors in my blood, worth more than fortune or fame

Built bridges in chains, survived every flame

Every prayer that I speak, I'm respecting the game

Spirit team at the ready, through the pain, through the war

So I'm gonna stand tall, walk through every door

I sip from the chalice, divine in my core

Goddess on the mic, what they prayed for before

Vishnu for balance, Kali cuttin' through fear

Hecate at the crossroads, keepin' my paths clear

Oshun in my flow, sweet honey in my ear

Sekhmet in my chest, bringin' justice here

Is the future your enemy? Nah, it's divine

It's the past and the present all aligned in this time

When I spit, it's not just rap, I recite, I remind

That the crown on my head was by divine design

So when the lights cut low, and the crowds get still

I know my words gon' echo, my purpose fulfilled

It's not me, it's the lineage that sharpened the quill

Emme on the mic, but the gods wrote the will

I salute to the ones in the dust, in the ground

To the gods and the goddesses still holdin' me down

Raise my hands to the sky, let the blessings surround

I'm a vessel of power, hear that ancestral sound

They paid with their blood, their proof in the soil

Now I harvest their prayers, turn the struggle into spoil

Every lyric I lay down is an ancestral coil

Wrapping wisdom round my heart, my armor against this toil

I'm the echo of hopes whispered at night

Their moon in the dark, their spark and their fight

When I breathe, it's their breath, when I shine, it's their light

I'm the daughter of the gods, the phoenix in flight

I keep choosin' them, they keep choosin' me

All hail Ganesha, Oya, Lakshmi

Pushin' and showin' me all that I can be

Polished up the gem I am for the whole world to see

So when the lights cut low, and the crowds get still

I know my words gon' echo, my purpose fulfilled

It's not me, it's the lineage that sharpened the quill

Emme on the mic, but the gods wrote the will

I salute to the ones in the dust, in the ground

To the gods, and the goddesses still holdin' me down

Raise my hands to the sky, let the blessings surround

I'm a vessel of power, hear that ancestral sound

So when the lights cut low

I know my words gon' echo, my purpose fulfilled

It's not me, it's the lineage that sharpened the quill

Emme on the mic, but the gods wrote the will