
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
La Femme Fetal |
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 was laying prone in my? |
catbeat? |
home |
listening to fine nappy jackie and his jazzcat’s horn |
sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone |
hello butterfly, a 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 pad |
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 |
and the pro-lifers harrass 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 a niche |
but they’ll make it a privelege not a right |
accessible only to the rich |
pro-lifers should dig themselves |
cause life doesn’t stop after birth |
and to a child borne to the unprepared |
it might even just get worse |
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 |
and doctors to botch and watch as they kill themselves |
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 (ladybug will be there, doodlebug 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 |
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