Ursula Rucker, the Supa Sista whose poetry melds so perfectly with dancefloor riddims, has always been simultaneously part of a movement and a singular voice. On Ma‘at Mama, the mother of four is more willing than ever to say what a lot of American mothers-of soldiers in Iraq or soldiers in the streets-have been thinking about her favorite subjects: sexism (in hip-hop, politics, wherever), racism, and imperialism among them. But more so than ever, Rucker does it with a musicality and straight-up class missing from much of the genre. Rucker‘s songs once screamed, “Listen!” On Ma‘at Mama, they simply know you will.