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La Femme Fetal Lyrics - Singles - Digable Planets

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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Copyright: Emi Music Publishing

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