| I am an endangered species
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| But I sing no victim’s song
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| I am a woman I am an artist
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| And I know where my voice belongs
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| I am a woman I exist
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| I shake my fist but not my hips
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| My skin is dark my body is strong
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| I sign of rebirth no victim’s song
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| I am an endangered species
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| But I sing no victim’s song
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| I am a woman I am an artist
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| And I know where my voice belongs
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| They cut out my sex they bind my feet
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| Silence my reflex no tongue to speak
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| I work in the fields I work in the store
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| I type up the deals and I mop the floors
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| I am an endangered species
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| But I sing no victim’s song
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| I am a woman I am an artist
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| And I know where my voice belongs
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| My body is fertile I bring life about
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| Drugs, famine, and war, take them back out
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| My husband can beat me his right they say
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| And rape isn’t rape you say I like it that way
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| I am an endangered species
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| But I sing no victim’s song
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| I am a woman I am an artist
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| And I know where my voice belongs
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| I know where my soul belongs
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| I know where I belong |