“Maria Isa Lolita”
From left to right: Ivan Fontanez, Mavin MC, Maria Isa, and Luis Ortega
Make up by Yvette Iris
Photo by: M.Riviere; Emetrece Productions © 2007
Lolira Lebron, an amazing woman and advocate for Puerto Rican independace, passed away this morning in San Juan from complications of respitory disease. Twin Cities/New York recording artist, Maria Isa introduced me to Lolita through her track “Die, Not Kill (Lolita)” in 2006.
I spoke with Maria Isa this morning about the impact Lolita has had in here life:
“I will forever remember waking up on August 1, 2010, to hear the news that Lolita Lebron passed away. I can’t remember a day when I didn’t know who she was–in fact, my first MC name was MC Lolita. I am happy to see all the love from the movement- she has not only stood up for the Puerto Rican Freedom movements, she also represented for the feminist movement. Lolita’s work and legacy lives through my intentions in the movement, empowering me and the next generation of women who stand up and speak up for what we believe in. I am sad because we will no longer feel her heartbeat in the movement, but her legacy lives on through us. Today only inspires me more, and my father said it best: ‘She’s free from all the haters, and her words still live. Que Viva Puerto Rico Libre y Pa’lante siempre. Machetes in the sky! ” -Maria Isa
Click HERE to download “Die, Not Kill (Lolita)”
written by Maria Isabelle Perez
Chorus
No vine pa’ matar, yo vine pa morir
‘cause I didn’t come to kill yo, I came to die
V.1
On that first day of March 1954
She took a stand for her gente being ignored
Got dressed to impress, train ticket purchased,
Gap in her purse, with her flag as a kerchief
Went to disrupt Uncle Sam’s regular shift
They say three men along with a tough bitch
I like to say three believers of a plot made by a woman,
Trying to take a stand when no one wouldn’t
They said that they couldn’t
‘til this day others say that they shouldn’t have
But yo, I tip my hat
For that lady who yelled
“Viva Puerto Rico, Viva Borinquen libre!”
And shot a blast
Si se puede! ‘til this day yo yes we can
Got me doing what she did man
In front of a band
I reside on a block full of snow and not sand
But I’m reppin’ the same
Wanting to claim back our land!
V.2
Let’s release those imprisoned for wanting independence
From these inconsiderate devils in suits
Handcuffing our hands not giving a damn
My phone’s tapped, trying to give us the
Red, white and blue boot
I’m shooting my bullets outside the studio booth
A romper las caras, of those corrupting our youth
My winds blowing the truth, let me check
You a priest yes, ‘cause the girl’s ready
And I’m here to confess
I don’t want no blood shed,
I don’t want no mess,
I’m telling those putting my flag between their legs
Que me tiren un movimiento pa’ ayudar
Los que no tienen na, los que todavian suenan
Striking for a better life with no defense
Of the amendments, ‘cause they don’t know of their given rights
Like you know I rep la de Lares and the 5 stripes
1 star, 3 red and 2 of them white!
V.3
Having pride for my ancestry of the NY
Baruch project, yo the Lower East Side
All the way to the light blue
Vega Baja, Santurce, Bayamon,
Si Senor, the Ponce skies
Let the drums, cua,
Maracas ride, dancers at the side,
The curanderos, santeros
To clear my mind
Along with the turn tables
Boricuas been Rock Steady Crewin’
Like Pop Master Fabel
Hip-hop Rokafela
Now el reggaeton se explode
Afuera de la isla and no one is stable
Securing that the culture won’t get knocked down like Babel
Emetrece con la Isa bringing knowledge to the table
Que leen el periodico de ayer
Signaling with the Smokes
Y tengo la llave
Keep bumping Fania All-Stars
On the calle, no one hit wonder here
I ain’t Rico Suave!