Hey you,
You in the suit!
You with that smug,
Self-satisfied smirk
You got your position
Your 6 figure paycheck
Your perks
But
You just met
your worst nightmare
A batshit crazy bitch who
Doesn't fear you
or skid-row
or life
or death
or anything
Anymore
Nothing
But the hells
You are
supposed to burn in;
I'm a batshit crazy bitch
Who talks the talk as
she walks the walk
through our American Ghettos,
But I know where ya live,
And I will bring down
Every last one of you
with a single silver bullet
No.
That's not a threat.
That's a metaphor.
Which carries
An art soldier's promise...
Unlike you
I am always civil
But I am not obedientBecaus
I gotta right
To move
to choose
To be
Anything
I want
And I am a revolutionary
So bring it on, mother fuckers
Because the truth will
RISE
to my defense
And one way or another
Set me free
To be
Anything
I want
And I am a revolutionary
So bring it on, mother fuckers
Because the truth will
RISE
to my defense
And one way or another
Set me free
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