Though I am not a hardcore feminist, my inner
Amazon Warrior Princessdefinitely shows up in this here rap below. The princess part was just my touch, but I do I have to get something off my chest and on your minds. To all the women out there who have ever been under a man's thumb, to all the dime pieces out there who are more than just 'dimes', to the ever evolving woman in all of us, persist and never desist to EXIST!!!
p.s. them punks need to leave the little girl schools alone...we all know
yall afraid of a smart ass woman.!
On Tap:
Don't scoff cus of what she wrote
Just defy that one eyed bloke
Cus his one eye broke
So he read thats a "one-eyed hope, thats a one-eyed view"
But she aware that she among a few
Good men and women and itty bitty children
Who got scars from preachin in parks about
Reaching the stars bout cleaning the block
Its a lot of little hearts that rip
But she sew, so maybe they can harvest it
Full moon harvestin but they aint harbourin
No terror squad Bin Laderin
Nor those intolerable Taliban
So she writes again, her grip now tight on pen
Its pal, its mom, its you, its them
Her ink flows red and then its blue again
As she writes Im losing em as they watch
M as in my pride that they got
But M is as far as far as she got
As she recalled those distant shots and him on top
Guess memories dont stop
We fight on simple terms
Wit really big words
Like freedom, love, and knowledge for
All the little girls
All around the world
We fight on simple terms
Wit really big words
Like freedom, love, and knowledge for
All the little girls
All around the world
Now check it,
Is it a global fear that if a woman gets near
To a book or a pen that she'll disappear
Prove smarter than men and wont have to hear
"Cook that bitch" or "clean this dear"
"Forget that shit yo place is here"
Grin by force while he leers
Or can she twilight zone and reveal her sneer
Would she up and away out that atmosphere?
Clear! Now defibrillate that
Is it possible to rewind a mind and re-track?
Refill and place an order for dumb on tap?
No you cant, intelligence is thumb on tack
Not fools on stools like dunce on cap
So she cap and gown and leave her town
But just before she ascends to the clouds like an eagle
She swoops down and prays for the drunk and the feeble
And the people beguiled by ignorant heroes
Now look at these birds speakin from they beaks
They got something to say
And why?
Cus some heffa done touched the skies.
Just defy that one eyed bloke
Cus his one eye broke
So he read thats a "one-eyed hope, thats a one-eyed view"
But she aware that she among a few
Good men and women and itty bitty children
Who got scars from preachin in parks about
Reaching the stars bout cleaning the block
Its a lot of little hearts that rip
But she sew, so maybe they can harvest it
Full moon harvestin but they aint harbourin
No terror squad Bin Laderin
Nor those intolerable Taliban
So she writes again, her grip now tight on pen
Its pal, its mom, its you, its them
Her ink flows red and then its blue again
As she writes Im losing em as they watch
M as in my pride that they got
But M is as far as far as she got
As she recalled those distant shots and him on top
Guess memories dont stop
We fight on simple terms
Wit really big words
Like freedom, love, and knowledge for
All the little girls
All around the world
We fight on simple terms
Wit really big words
Like freedom, love, and knowledge for
All the little girls
All around the world
Now check it,
Is it a global fear that if a woman gets near
To a book or a pen that she'll disappear
Prove smarter than men and wont have to hear
"Cook that bitch" or "clean this dear"
"Forget that shit yo place is here"
Grin by force while he leers
Or can she twilight zone and reveal her sneer
Would she up and away out that atmosphere?
Clear! Now defibrillate that
Is it possible to rewind a mind and re-track?
Refill and place an order for dumb on tap?
No you cant, intelligence is thumb on tack
Not fools on stools like dunce on cap
So she cap and gown and leave her town
But just before she ascends to the clouds like an eagle
She swoops down and prays for the drunk and the feeble
And the people beguiled by ignorant heroes
Now look at these birds speakin from they beaks
They got something to say
And why?
Cus some heffa done touched the skies.
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