| Do you know what it is like to run? Do you know what it is | |
| like to live in fear? Because she knows what it's like to run. | |
| Because she knows what it's like to live in fear. Rape ritual. | |
| How can I stand in silence while you are raping my sister? | |
| Ritual! Throw it in the wind because I ain't with that. Say, | |
| what have we done with mother, sister, daughter, lover? Beat | |
| them down to submission, into that corner of constant fear. | |
| Humanity reduced to a sexual commodity, objectification, | |
| pretty faces. Molded imagery damn they drop the dirty mack | |
| demands. She's more than booty to me; bypass her sexuality. | |
| Tradition, your sexism is what you want me to learn. Surrender | |
| gender hatred, fade it to kill it, compassion returns. 1 out | |
| of 3, and they say my sisters are free, incarcerated by hat- | |
| red. Propagated by sodomny, continual ritual victimizing my | |
| sister. Physical rape is psychological murder. Ritual! Jenny! | |
| Ho! Slut! Trick! Bitch! Buddy! Terms that burn in our popular | |
| brutality. That media camera's at you, trying to show you | |
| what's up. Illusion magazine fantasy got you feinding to bust | |
| a nut. Body identity suffocates in her nudity - she's dying | |
| inside. Fashions asking won't let her be. Strip her to flesh | |
| for apathetic male ego. You bet the set ain't down with your | |
| wak. Rape ritual! We got to meet this hate with love. We got | |
| to meet this hatred with love. Why do we fall for it, fuel it, | |
| sexual violence equality? Please. So-called alternative move- | |
| ment statistics never confess her wounded aloneness , internal | |
| inferno, locked away calm diminishment. Sharon Stone, you | |
| ain't all that. Madonna, you ain't all that. Sell you shallow | |
| shock value charade is wak. Sister, put a fist in what's | |
| expected of you. Deny! Defy! False definition of you too; | |
| there's no excuse for this brutality or this lack of humanity. | |
| rape ritual. I say I throw you into the wind. I say your | |
| traditions mean nothing to me. |