La Femme Fetal

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It was 8: 49 on a beautiful 9th day of July
 There was not a cloud to speak of
 So the orange sun hung lonely in the sky
 I lay prone in my catboat home
 Thinking of fine nappy Jackie and his jazz cat's horn
 Sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone
 "Hey butterfly", the voice said
 Slip on some duds comb out your fro and slide on down to my pad
 The vibe here is very pleasant and I truly request your presence
 A problem of great magnitude has arose and as we speak it grows
 Damn, what could it be I thought
 A juice I bought and rolled on down to her [Incomprehensible]
 Seeing bros I know slapping fives I arrived and pressed G-5
 And there was Nikki lookin' some kind of sad
 With tears fallin' from her eyes she sat me down
 And dug my frown and began to run it down
 "You remember my boyfriend Sid that fly kid who I love
 Well our love was often a verb and spontaneity has brought a third
 But do to our youth an economic state, we wish to terminate
 About this we don't feel great, but baby that's how it is
 But the feds have dissed me, they ignore and dismiss me
 The pro-lifers harass me outside the clinic
 And call me a murderer, now that's hate
 So needless to say we're in a mental state of debate"
 ? Hey beautiful bird?, I said digging her somber mood
 The fascists are some heavy dudes
 They don't really give a damn about life
 They just don't want a woman to control her body
 Or have the right to choose but baby that ain't nothin'
 They just want a male finger on the button
 Because if you say,? War?, they will send them to die by the score
 Aborting mission should be your volition
 But if Souter and Thomas have their way
 You'll be standing in line unable to get welfare
 While they're out hunting and fishing
 It has always been around, it will always have the niche
 But they'll make it a privilege not a right accessible only to the rich
 Hey pro-lifers should dig themselves 'cause life doesn't stop after birth
 And for child borne to the unprepared it might even just get worse
 The situation surely change if they will find themselves in it
 Supporters of the h-bomb and fire bombing clinic
 What type of shit is that? Orwellian in fact
 If Roe V Wade was overturned would not the desire remain intact
 Leaving young girls to risk their healths
 Doctors to botch and watch as they kill themselves
 Now I don't want to sound macabre
 But hey, isn't it my job to lay it on the masses
 And get them off their asses to fight against these fascists
 So whatever you decide make that move with pride
 Sid will be there and so will I
 An insect 'til I die
 Rhythms and sounds, spinning around
 Confrontations across the nation
 Your block, my block, dreadlocks what a shock
 Land of the free but not me
 Not me, not me, not me, not me
 Not me, not me, not me, not me
 

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Duration
04:35
Key
9
Tempo
200 BPM

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