Ursula Rucker
Ursula Rucker - Womansong songtekst
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Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time for sincerity...for sincerity God-fruit, we sugary, plentiful Not rib bone alone soul, home No, evil does not derive from my name No, evil does not derive from my name Fertilizer feeds the earth but from the earth come the flowers But from the earth come... the flowers the flowers the flowers Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time for sincerity Empty the pretend praise raised brows and penises await response from fly Venus' who grace each sidewalk square with a mastery of movement and mod misadmired by the masses All they can or want to see are scantily clad asses that swing and beg to be slapped during self satisfying sex Say my name Ain't no sistas or mommas here to protect just tricks and bitches to catch in traps of covert compliments and Jesus' judgment Strong-willed women and divas seen as asking-for-it, homewrecking whores with no morals Sounds like Salem and slavery to me Ungracious, ungrateful eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time for sincerity Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time make no time make no time make no time for sincerity for sincerity for sincerity Now, I was born a slave, a rebel, an inherent queen no thing, situation or person can steal my birthright I came forth in the night a force to be unreckoned with you sure you want to get with this Some may attempt to falter my steps...knock me down...but I am resilient...I just bounce I...just...bounce I...just...bounce I...just...bounce Able to leap small minds in a single bound Land feet first on the ground I abound with...Shelectricity I'ma sing my womansong...make you listen to me I'ma sing my womansong...make you listen to me make you listen make you listen While you covet my rhythm Why you treat me like the unforgiven Call me mystery...like the Shroud of Turin I'm more than I'm more than I'm more than I'm more than I'm more than...that Boom Bap Boom Bap Boom Bap Boom Bap Boom Bap Boom Bap Boom Bap Boom Bap Ain't your doormat, your sugar tit your own personal supply of bliss your in-house ass to kick I ain't your doormat, your sugar tit your in-house supply of bliss your own personal ass to kick You better rethink this You better rethink this You better rethink this Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds that make no time Ungrateful, ungracious eyes oggle at 8th wonderfuls wonder fills small minds... that make no time make no time make no time make no time make no time...for sincerity for sincerity