| You won’t ever see us back away
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| Til we make the world see that we ain’t come to play
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| This is so lil girls dream bigger than they supposed to
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| And we get a fair share of pie on the plate
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| I am her
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| Pardon this interruption of your daily status quo
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| We’re here to disrupt the arrangement of your daddy’s show
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| This double extraordinary enigmatic flow is brought to you by Audre,
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| and Bell and Maya Angelou
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| Hand em over
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| We need the titles, receipts
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| The empire replete with the power to speak
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| And no, this is not a request
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| Hundreds of years of forced silence got a lot on my chest
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| And we don’t need your approval on our style of address
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| Or style of the dress, I’ll rock a head wrap and bulletproof vest
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| And start my lyrical sermon with this Mother you guessed it
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| Just so we’re clear on who governs reproductive requests
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| It’s not up to anyone’s opinion on how I protect it
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| I’m part of collectives from Mali to Mecca getting bigger
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| And our premiere gon be major no longer hidden figures
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| We out to level the playing field for them young queens
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| Coming for that wage gap til we recoup them Hidden figures
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| In '97 million women marched and I was with it
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| In 2017 the same the establishment livid
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| If this a man’s world we came here to grab the equivalent
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| And watch the future reimagined by the hand of the feminine
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| You won’t ever see us back away
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| Til we make the world see that we ain’t come to play
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| This is so lil girls dream bigger than they supposed to
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| And we get a fair share of pie on the plate
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| I am her |