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Richy Jones
Based in Richmond, Virginia, Qing Richy is a hip hop artist and producer with a one of a kind sound, fashion sense, and gender expression. A master wordsmith, Richy often crafts narratives exploring the peculiar realities of being black and genderfluid in America, along with hot takes on love and religion. From crate digging to live instrument playing to programmed drums, their musical versatility is undeniably illustrated whether streaming or performing live. Qing Richy self released their debut album Strange Land in 2021, featuring eleven tracks of hip hop instrumentals with a couple of featured verses from the maestro. In 2022, they released River City, thirteen instrumentals paying homage to RVA. Since then Qing Richy has released a string of singles showing off their lyrical skills including Coronation Day, Rebel, and Internet Money ahead of their upcoming 2023 album Blue Chrysalis which is now streaming everywhere.
show of hands, need to see the color of your wrist bandall in the club moving to the same jamsome know the words and some never heardsome know the words can't say all the wordsme and my niggas just stand over herewe over here and they over therehands up don't hurt 'em when my nigga over therehands down keep it moving, everybody wanna stareone nigga down, my home nigga downfell to the floor did he ever make a soundsome protest and some turn aroundsome got arrested and some of them got outshow of handsshow respect when you round red and bluehands upturn around and pray they don't shootbow ya headssay a prayer for the blessing of our fooddaily breadLord, forgive 'em for they know not what they donow run it backyeahtalkin' all that shit what he said she saidthey say we thinkI believe, you thinkI don't wanna offend nobodyfuck your opinion just forget about itdifferent movie but the soundtrack play the same songthey ain't even have the nerve to turn they brains ontalkin bout I don't know I mean um... (I mean)I don't know I mean um...(I don't really know)I don't know I mean um...(I just think that like)I don't know I mean um..(Um....)I don't know I mean um...(it's just terrible)show of hands, need to see the color of your wrist bandall in the club moving to the same jamsome know the words and some never heardsome know the words can't say all the wordsme and my niggas just stand over herewe over here and they over therehands up don't hurt 'em when my nigga over therehands down keep it moving, everybody wanna stareone nigga down, my home nigga downfell to the floor did he ever make a soundsome protest and some turn aroundsome got arrested and some of them got outshow of handsshow respect when you round red and bluehands upturn around and pray they don't shootbow ya headssay a prayer for the blessing of our fooddaily breadLord, forgive 'em for they know not what they donow run it backyeahtalkin' all that shit what he said she saidthey say we thinkI believe, you thinkI don't wanna offend nobodyfuck your opinion just forget about itdifferent movie but the soundtrack play the same songthey ain't even have the nerve to turn they brains ontalkin bout I don't know I mean um... (I don't know)I don't know I mean um...(um...)I don't know ...I don't know I mean um..(Um....)I don't know I mean um...I don't know I mean um...(sounding dumb)
yeahI visited hell and had a taste of heavenmy word is bond like 007I'm back in town and my niggas come throughrespond to haters with a "nigga fuck you"niggas shoot they shot hella bricks in my DMthey know I move different my wave is a BMdancing too close don't fuck up my clothesmy dick energy bigger than all your brosI weigh lightweight pounds but I got a heavy soundI don't have to choose between the suits and the gownsone zero one one zero one girly drop a number two because I am nonbinaryoh jeez money coming so easilybest when you paid for what you'd do for freeahh this here got me feeling like I'm in my pocketstreaming but if it was on a CD you would cop itneed a mental health break take my calendar and block itBlue Dream and Corona now I'm twisted like a Bop-Itlook what y'all done started I'm a monster like the lochnesslet's go back to my apartment if its alright with ya partnerHands on my body let's keep up the partyHands on my body let's keep up the partyHands on my body let's keep up the partyHands on my body let's keep up the focus on meHands on my body let's keep up the party(I'm right here)Hands on my body let's keep up the party(ooh yeah)Hands on my body let's keep up the party(mmh, mmh)Hands on my body let's keep up the focus on mePretty nigga with a bald fadeI gottem jumpin' like I hit em with a pump fakewhat's good with ya?these is dark daysgoing all the way like I'm rounding off of third basechillin' with a Nubiance all my friends are coolall my friends are cool cool coolcome my way or go your own wayno shackles with my loveeither way you're free to choose whoHands on my body let's keep up the party(I'm right here)Hands on my body let's keep up the party(ooh yeah)Hands on my body let's keep up the party(mmh, mmh)Hands on my body let's keep up the focus on meHands on my body let's keep up the party... [repeat a bunch]
bitch I been the miles I came here from a long wayand I got the time nigga you in for a long dayin the bedroom yeah this shit could go both waysthey fuck with me now wasn't fucking in the old days[repeat]I wake up, negotiategone give a fuck? gone play it safe?I get stuck looking at my facedo it need make up?what'll people say?wanna be seen?blend in with the seen?think I'm the man?ain't livin' the dreamyou wanna be cool?you wanna be free?when I walk out the house I just wanna be mebitch I been the miles I came here from a long wayand I got the time nigga you in for a long dayin the bedroom yeah this shit could go both waysthey fuck with me now wasn't fucking in the old days[repeat]walk up in this bitch like I got a search warrant for yay'all look like exorcism performed on yaand I'm with my clique bending elements like I'm Korrawanna build a foundation with you at Sephoragrowing up nobody really knew I had stylebuck tooth, gap teeth, I ain't really wanna smileborn by the river lived in denialI'm transgender and I'm proudbitch I been the miles I came here from a long wayand I got the time nigga you in for a long dayin the bedroom yeah this shit could go both waysthey fuck with me now wasn't fucking in the old days[repeat]
(mmh mmh)that that boi got style and he all up in his bag(going up)doing numbers paid someone to do the math(you ain't got it?)you can get it, better if you paying cash(what's up?)minding my business, you ain't even gotta askokay,this beat foolishnew whip, who this?I hear rumorsyou the best? prove itnew bag, pay dayin R. V. A.fuck what you've heardit's what we saynine five, geminiI'm my best friendone mine, four eyesI'm her, I'm himnew deal, Flonasebout to sign this got waves for daysget wet, I swim(mmh mmh)that that boi got style and he all up in his bag(going up)doing numbers paid someone to do the math(you ain't got it?)you can get it, better if you paying cash(what's up?)minding my business, you ain't even gotta ask[repeat]back in the cycleI'm killing it bloody and leaving remains of the carcassout in the street for everybody to peepcall my homies, my niggas gone eatI got psychological trauma that's building no one give a fuck bout yo feelingsmy family got secrets that ain't really secretsnobody gone say shit they afraid of appearing too vulnerablefamily, that don't make you weakit don't mean that you softit's okay to acknowledge a problem you gotit's no way that you can take on all of that weight on the soloman, life is too short to be trippin' bout what people thinkso I turn up at every event that you see me rockin' something cooler than Chilliyou feel me?(mmh mmh)that that boi got style and he all up in his bag(going up)doing numbers paid someone to do the math(you ain't got it?)you can get it, better if you paying cash(what's up?)minding my business, you ain't even gotta ask
you ain't heard the songyou just know the riffI just took a pic and I got a tipthis is not a shamethis is called a flipI create a spaceget it how I livethis is not a car, I whip a space shipwe out of this world, revenge of the siththis is not a trip, I been off at warI ain't come to preach or lecture for a courseput on some music with the bump bump bumpand hip pads cause I got a small trunk trunk trunkyour mans been on my line from the jump jump jumpno need to feel embarrassed of what you want want wantand I'm out here lost but I really don't careI got some good weed and I'm breathing fresh airgood God, I must really be something guess its only fair that you wanna stare take a good looklook at my fitlook at me movelook at my eyescheck out my shoeslook at my waistlook at my chestlook at my faceain't I so fresh?[repeat 3x]I'm awkward at a party round some white peopleI see so many Nicks like my name was Spike LeeI had a couple brews think I gotta go peeyour boyfriend on the down low I just keep it low keythey ain't ever met a nigga like me, go figurelove me or hate me like YeezusI'm sharp, touch me, leave you in piecessomebody get security, he being susdoing the most or nothing muh muh muchposted up, and I come through in the clu clu clutchI don't usually like to make a big fuh fuh fussbut I told ya ass to look, not to tuh tuh touchnow I'm outchea lost but I really don't careI got some good weed and I'm breathing fresh airgood God, I must really be somethingguess its only fair that you wanna staretake a good looklook at my fitlook at me movelook at my eyescheck out my shoeslook at my waistlook at my chestlook at my faceain't I so fresh?[repeat 3x]la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Why’s my destination never pretty like the picture That’s in the brochure?I’ve got some complicated baggageI know I can be a tripAnd it makes no sense that I tried to stand outBy fitting in real goodI could never grow like the other trees in the forest couldMaybe I’m a bushWell,I live a life that my mama don’t loveI broke my daddy’s heartI ain’t the brother that you thought you knewThings fall apart (mmmmh)But sugar honey, if you only knewA fraction of the weightYou wouldn’t treat me like a barbecue And put more on my plateGimme a breakIt’s coming up, It’s coming up, it’s coming up it’s coming up (repeat 3x)And it’s worth the wait!HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!(Ahhh)HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!(Huh!!!)HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!I exist in and out the cultureSon of a gun, I came hot out the holsterBack to business, why don’t you mind what you sposed to?I’m colder than that bitch who don’t fuck with you’s shoulderAnd speaking of time of day (yup)(ba da ba etc…)You know what it isThe record on playI just got a fix of inspirationMy mind got a gripI just made a hit(And one!)And nigga’s ain’t touchin’ the dripYou still on your bullshitMan, quitI’m black in AmericaBig frying fishCome get you a plateDon’t make no mistake about itEverybody eats in my estateAnd I’m killin’ debatesWho been hot as of lateI done put in the workPoliticked with the fak esNow y’all looking real dumbWipe that egg of your faceI’m from out of this worldIt’s shit you can’t relate(Ahhhh)I live a life that my mama don’t loveI broke my daddy’s heartI ain’t the brother that you thought you knewThings fall apart (mmmmh)But sugar honey, if you only knewA fraction of the weightYou wouldn’t treat me like a barbecueAnd put more on my plateGimme a breakIt’s coming up, It’s coming up, it’s coming up it’s coming up (repeat 3x)And it’s worth the wait!HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!(Ahhh)HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!(Huh!!!)HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!
LYRICS:
PUT A HAND IN THE AIR LONG LIVE THE KINGS AND THE QUEENS AND THE NIGGAS IN BETWEEN AND BEYOND IN THE LAND OF YOUR WILDEST FUCKING DREAMS OR NIGHTMARES HOPE YOU WHOOP YO DEMONS' ASS TIL THEY SCARED TO EVER COME BACK AROUND HERE
I practice authenticity And if that don't resonate then you ain't gotta listen to me I wonder if I found the receipts to my degree I could get my money back cause it ain't quite a good fit see A fuckin antiquated token Some nigga holding the bucket said that I gotta show 'em And maybe if I'm lucky I could get the chance to compete in the race with the rats eating trash near the grass with the snakes We all fake None of us too real to die I believed in Ye when he said I'mma touch the sky But now I'm past the age where it's easy to believe in things unexplained like why I been held in bondage for a really long time I ain't lying bruh, it really is all in the mind Look at where the lines are drawn Boundaries you'd never cross then recognize that it's subject to your paradigms I get elated when alone in my room In the mirror looking fly an aesthetic I'd never try Back in the days when I was engaged I used to pray that a woman could accept me If I ain't have to lie. If I wasn't a cool nigga in J's wearing jeans that straddled the line of being too tight for a man of my type as told by the outside But fuck y'all niggas its time that you recognize the mothafuckin' QING.
An electric vibe expressing the complexities of blackness from a young black queer male.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
15 beats from trap to jazz hop to underground. Get your freestyles ready or press play and just vibe out.
Paying homage to my favorite blues singer, Muddy Waters. This is a flip on the song "Mannish Boy" with the theme of demanding respect as young black man from those who see me as less than human. I wanted to capture the raw energy that I can still feel from him while listening to old records of his. Hope it knocks.