I feel like painting,<\/p>\n
So while I’m drawing on your mind,<\/p>\n
Picture this:<\/p>\n
Words playing games with your psyche,<\/p>\n
Running faster than Nike,<\/p>\n
For I am the new goddess of victory,<\/p>\n
Because I put over in front of my flow,<\/p>\n
I tend to go to new levels,<\/p>\n
But let me level with you now,<\/p>\n
While I diminuendo.<\/p>\n
It gets quiet,<\/p>\n
Rhythm going,<\/p>\n
Like the beating,<\/p>\n
Of my heart,<\/p>\n
I dig deep into the underground,<\/p>\n
When I start spittin’<\/p>\n
I’m hitting the beat,<\/p>\n
Going heavy like metal,<\/p>\n
Cause there’s steel in my soul,<\/p>\n
For I am woman<\/p>\n
With too much strength, pride and self-respect to strip on anyone’s pole!<\/p>\n
Most boys don’t understand that my life is a breeze,<\/p>\n
I elbow drop the MC’s,<\/p>\n
Male-chauvinists can’t stand me,<\/p>\n
Cause I bring ’em down to their knees,<\/p>\n
The minute they start talking about popping Molly,<\/p>\n
When she don’t even want their number,<\/p>\n
They best remember,<\/p>\n
I am Artemis!<\/p>\n
Goddess of the hunt,<\/p>\n
Looking for a MAN than can satisfy,<\/p>\n
Cause I refuse to spend my life scraping by,<\/p>\n
And before you even try,<\/p>\n
To put your hand in the cookie jar,<\/p>\n
There has to be a ring up here,<\/p>\n
Or my dear,<\/p>\n
Lemme cut this short:<\/p>\n
You can call me Tiffany,<\/p>\n
Cause the only silver lining is that I’ll cut IT off quickly.<\/p>\n
Lemme say this again,<\/p>\n
Keep your gold chains to yourself super boy,<\/p>\n
Cause Lois Lane is rocking kryptonite,<\/p>\n
And tonight,<\/p>\n
I’m gonna shine bright,<\/p>\n
Shine bright like a diamond,<\/p>\n
But moving on from Rhianna,<\/p>\n
I’m gonna remind you to give a shout out to Beyonc\u00e9,<\/p>\n
Cause the girl’s running the show,<\/p>\n
You know,<\/p>\n
When she steps into the ring,<\/p>\n
The crowd starts to sing,<\/p>\n
Cause in one round,<\/p>\n
She’s already beat every fool that stepped up two times and told him,<\/p>\n
Go call your mama,<\/p>\n
I hope she’s a doctor,<\/p>\n
Cause you’re about to get sick off these rhymes.<\/p>\n
Yes behind every MAN,<\/p>\n
His mother stands,<\/p>\n
A Queen,<\/p>\n
Evergreen,<\/p>\n
Cause a woman’s strength never leaves,<\/p>\n
And when she puts her money where her mouth is,<\/p>\n
She spits benjamins,<\/p>\n
But this is where the problems begin:<\/p>\n
Some boys think they can shake the unshakeable,<\/p>\n
Break the unbreakable,<\/p>\n
They try to control the essence of creation,<\/p>\n
Through desecration of sacred grounds,<\/p>\n
When they don’t even realize how dumb it sounds,<\/p>\n
Talking down to their children’s would be Gaea,<\/p>\n
When they should worship every female messiah,<\/p>\n
Because the ground is only beneath you when it’s holding you up,<\/p>\n
Above the pits of war and desolation,<\/p>\n
Do not tempt us to let go,<\/p>\n
Because our only hesitation is that,<\/p>\n
If we close our legs now,<\/p>\n
There will be no next generation,<\/p>\n
To move beyond your failure to appreciate the anima,<\/p>\n
To understand that every pussycat is a tiger,<\/p>\n
And you’re gonna hear us roar,<\/p>\n
Whether you want to or not,<\/p>\n
So you’ve got a choice:<\/p>\n
Keep on throwing matches until we burn the house down,<\/p>\n
Or listen to the remix,<\/p>\n
Running faster than Nike,<\/p>\n
Words playing games with your psyche,<\/p>\n
To the rewind,<\/p>\n
I feel like painting,<\/p>\n
So while I’m drawing on your mind,<\/p>\n
Picture this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I feel like painting, So while I’m drawing on your mind, Picture this: Words playing games with your psyche, Running<\/p>\n