Street Gal
So you think you caught me lifting goods
.
Then beat me, like he did,
If only you could
Treat me like he did, 'cos he was a man
Take me, I'm your rag doll
Tear me, only like he can.
Does it upset you, the way I walk
'n' sway my tail, then curse me.
'n' if you don' 'preciate my rap talk,
Burn me with your eyes,
Give me heartfelt bruises unseen,
Let a monster hand stifle my cries.
You! I mean You!! Think I'm street trash!
Yeah, well maybe you're right.
Ain't got no goods ain't got no cash!
But deep inside I got the light
'cos I survived the darkness with man and
You only see what's wrong but
I am seein', breathin' 'n' feelin' what's right.
Don't judge me 'cos I'm a struttin'
With my head 'n' hair held high.
I don't hear your words a cuttin'
'cos me 'n' The Lord
..
We know they dont apply!!
This message has been edited by WondersmithWest from IP address 68.144.28.13 on Jul 11, 2004 10:24 PM
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