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1. |
Platinum Blonde
04:27
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Fuck you bitch
Coming through on the mic on fucking strike frau ladylike making the bleich folk twitch nicht gleich am I right
Ima eat the rich
You just take a bite
I cordially invite
You to the show that’s gonna blow not like up your nose but that’ll throw off this flow cause the status quo gonna break like the windows in Microsoft German and also Molotov a ho can be both ich hoff
Call me feminem cause my speed takes the lead don’t need you to succeed
Hi my name is learn how to read
I’m a new way to bleed
Your closet aint clean it’s pristine
My skeletons are freed
Your head is fine you just whine about a faggot father when you haven’t met mine I grew up fucked too fraulein but I’m not columbine and I have no carbine and it’s not in every line nein
I shine and redefine I’ma kill you too at that you’re flat like a line but I tell the kids don’t do drugs and a bitch forbids die kleine to give hugs
I was never on that shit herr bleach boy but I’m a platinum blonde like a chic decoy
Not a dumb blonde, fun bond
Stay calm, h-bomb
No peroxide
You’re carbon copy monoxide
I’m laughing nitrous oxide
Monroe
Monroe
That ho
Where’d classic go
I’d fuck a million trillionare but whore daddy war ain’t got a buck and I’m gay so good luck
Marilyn Marilyn
American beyond comparison
Monroe
Oh the glow says John Doe turn on the show
Shallow at no low in fact low joe blow laughs even so
On death in a row
Bulldoze the status quo
Manson Manson
Not Charles fuck that shit fucking armpit of a soul rather an asshole
Meth head lookin ass deathbed crazy with sass fly first class to knuckles made of brass a blade of grass never green to mean smoking glass
Not a dumb blonde, fun bond
Stay calm, h-bomb
No peroxide
You’re carbon copy monoxide
I’m laughing nitrous oxide
Manson Antichrist super duper party pooper a stupid blooper living proofer fool and tool in a stupor who were you sir to do that to her, twofer due for the long-run to lose and be heretofore done son, fucking fun to tread on your head when you said rock was dead when you’re beat, dead meat no star the bar lowered and you’re subpar, it’s neat that I got out of my seat not car or a feat but to retreat for a defeat so enraging I’ll be engaging in your caging outraging and upstaging you’ll be aging faggot boy with a ragged voice rabid by choice idiosyncratic noise sad poise fad destroyed, annoyed we avoid you unemployed, page Freud, white boy hemorrhoid, white boy conjoined, to a stereotype coined yet devoid
Not a dumb blonde, fun bond
Stay calm, h-bomb
No peroxide
You’re carbon copy monoxide
I’m laughing nitrous oxide
Blonde bitch rolls Royce of no people’s choice, they’ve no voice, she is anti financed and romanced, understand why no man can buy demands so high when she’s manned by no damn guy, skip is a skip with drip and to her Lou they trip if they even get to and she takes a sip and gives lip to whomever loses their grip and talks back to, a whip for a courtship
this is her ship, not manned it’s bitched and she never blinked nor twitched, tables never turned they switched, knuckle sandwiched shit got hit not by a pitch, but perfect like a running snitch stitch, bad witch bad bitch, platinum blonde gezischt, let that stick
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2. |
The New Beautiful
03:29
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I got nails but only to claw
I don’t gnaw
Climb the walls
Or take the falls
I’m held like a hack saw
Yours stick on, you push-up your bra
You only draw
The line fine after
Fucking you father in law
Is every scar a flaw
I was inked to awe
My line is drawn at the jaw
Brass knuckled for a final straw
Beauty is odd
It is your god
Magazine made you a fraud
I have tattooed a facade
That no one will laud
And I’m a platinum blonde
I am the new beautiful
ich bin die neue schöne
nein der wand
Is that too broad
Many are not fond
That I went beyond
Don’t care to respond
I am shotgun shell to bomb
Don’t remain calm
They put you in a sitcom
With fake laughter that goes on
I am a non drawn to a dawn on the lawn I am gone a black swan
You are stuck in a box
Of hair dye and yawn
ich Weiss schonn
The noose is you and you are nylon
You are a screen drawn moron
Like a moth and you’re gone
Neue schöne
Attune
To the tune of
Fuck
The
Costume
Fuck
The
Dark room
Or resume
And stay immune
And consume
The green screen
You seem
To let reign supreme
In a dead dream
If you’re fucking fat saying we should love ourselves like that
stop where you’re at
You sat at the placemat on Instagram and like a Democrat said crying ass shit for a tip of the hat
Let’s hold hands and chat
But your rhetoric fell flat
Dying young is your impact
Your doormat
Says welcome
But it’s in the wrong format
Because it’s a fact
That you’ll get attacked
And the way they react
Is not wrong and is backed
So don’t start a pact
To stay fat
When you’ll attract
People who won’t make eye contact
Too lazy to act
It’s not beauty it’s the wrong track
Neue schöne
Attune
To the tune of
Fuck
The
Costume
Fuck
The
Dark room
Or resume
And stay immune
And consume
The green screen
You seem
To let reign supreme
In a dead dream
Turn on a screen and red blue green you’re fat and a teen
I’ve seen
People are mean
It’s hard to be pristine
Even clean
But I fly my freak flag like a Queen
Grow out of the machine
Dumb blonde is a smokescreen
I need Dramamine
For seasonal fashion, it’s obscene
I only care what I wear for Halloween
We don’t have the same dream
So wake up because yours is a nightmare and you don’t care that you scream
You don’t seem
To understand self esteem
You swim mainstream
Set your own theme
Ima scheme
And be deemed extreme
But I don’t need morphine
From taking one for the team
I don’t need a face cream
And I won’t walk a balance beam
Be the new beautiful and rip through the seam
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3. |
Deluxe
02:39
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Diamonds friend or foe ho going low for a blow oh no you know what I mean her self esteem but yeah though, and am I slow or did a dollar store poor whore go pro, like whoa Ill take a ticket won’t picket that show hello the status quo is to let go not like thoreu she’s naked, it’s a photo, so? afterglow, this era is on death row they gotta tiptoe to tomorrow, diamonds are a girl’s amigo, diamante antojo
Players gonna play
Hey
No
It’s yes mistress, k
If you think the pink she wears means she cares
About your broke ass being crass
Saying whore when daddy war
Got more than a few bucks
No, she’s out of fucks
Doesn’t see you from her view
Cause she’s deluxe
He’s not dying fast, don’t put it past, he’ll last, til the flash, ain’t from a camera it’s the glamour of your cheap life strife before your eyes and the white rock highs betrayed you, surprise! for being the first to meet the hearse, time flies, what does matter is size, 5 karat opens your thighs, do apprise, baptize yourself in that disguise, if that’s what you want to flaunt then burglarize, just no french fries, exercise, cut all ties, watch him fossilize
Players gonna play
Hey
No
It’s yes mistress, k
If you think the pink she wears means she cares
About your broke ass being crass
Saying whore when daddy war
Got more than a few bucks
No, she’s out of fucks
Doesn’t see you from her view
Cause she’s deluxe
I’m no platinum blonde, James Bond, ain’t fond of a tattooed black swan, he’s drawn to heroin Marilyn and gets a hard-on when he goes from puts-on to hands-on, my carry-on is very Von Trapp in that I’m trapped although I rap and run but I’m a walk-on, this life is a run-on, never seen a salon I need a boob job can I get a coupon, some lip balm,
www .Gofuckmyself.com, I’ll never be a mom thank god but I’m getting struck by a lightening rod and someone stole my iPod, but I’m not gonna pretend I can spend money from these men, but girl get it and when, it’s your way out then, fuck the haters working as waiters fucking demonstrators legislatures, make the papers, cause you gettin paper as a fuckin ship shaper
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4. |
Barbie Town USA
03:16
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Mmm fame changes you estranges you deranges you, been knew camera crew too, few grew true to a view from below when the show must go, on with a pawn Goldie hawn is in a golden globe, maybe a suicide blonde, and is a mom to another bomb, they’re shelling out she’s selling out or maybe yelling and spelling out the amount to her account, she gonna count, flout, zooming out is tantamount to chewing out, but they can’t be doing without any kind of news about, then the blondes we grew fond of would disappear, did you hear, no my ear, is cavalier dear, I steer clear of the career from last year, blonde fought to be bought but forgot to endear
Barbie fucked all her friends when I played dolls and made the calls
She didn’t wear clothes at all
She got marker tattoos instead
And like me, Barbie always lost her head
But these people take men and make ken
And see Barbie like beauty was built-in
They just follow the trend
Plastic people who pretend
Blonde to blue, who are you, capitalize on a surprise, wise, bright eyes, outsize, symbolize, all rise, to apprise, demise of double trouble zero size, butterflies flutter, no stutter, disguise, do we like her, write her? says prototyper, crowd goes wild, brainchild, love to hate hate is styled, blonde defiled, they smiled, beguiled, riled, new beautiful, meanwhile, followed in single file, walk a mile in her shoes she’ll make the news, you choose which side of hair dyed to abuse, Julie Andrew’s paid her dues and takes no cues because she’s not who’s she’s who and tried and true the blue haired who dared to go there won’t be spared or cared about for very long but give her one song for trying to belong
Barbie fucked all her friends when I played dolls and made the calls
She didn’t wear clothes at all
She got marker tattoos instead
And like me, Barbie always lost her head
But these people take men and make ken
And see Barbie like beauty was built-in
They just follow the trend
Plastic people who pretend
Who are you wearing, I’m swearing I’ll be damned and rammed by a news heading I’m dreading shredding spreading nonsense, two cents on hair style when I wince, rinse, then file that shit under fuck/wit, wrist slit, bottomless pit, of bang my head with dread til it’s red against the wall, downfall, has always gone down, clowns surround, and I drown in who’s ballgown was renowned, bleach blondies all around, Barbie town, they’re spellbound, starstruck I’m shell shocked and don’t give a fuck, they make a buck, leave on a hand truck, and we’re stuck, sitting like a duck, waiting and baiting Lady Luck, so we can suck our thumbs, make the potluck like chums, when really it numbs and comes like crumbs, and we beg - give an arm and a leg to be like them when they only say what they’re supposed to anyway, with no time of day, just for the screenplay and the pay day, you’re brainwashed by Barbie blonde who looked at you as go to and yawned
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5. |
Cancel the Culture
03:42
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Oh cancel me I’m on tv with glee come with me you’ll see you’ll be the new face of erase the verb agree there a place on the marquee where your name will live in fame rather infamy all the same I became the shame but for a frame not that you hang but my picture sang and it rang to a gang but just of a chain I’ll explain they won’t like you plain like Jane not Fonda she’s blond and grips us like an anaconda once upon a time I wanted a Madonna but that drama was not mine I kick across the line never say fine redefine flip on a dime so heads or tails who derails still do when all else fails
Cancel is our only culture
Our national bird is a vulture
Hide your kids
Hide your knives
Fly your pigs
Kill your wives
Surprise
Show’s over you guys
Their crying ass shit tells blondie to quit what nerve did she hit to sit where I sit they don’t have the wit not to spit out what they couldn’t chew and like they always do couldn’t stomach what they knew gives them a bellyache oh for fucks sake give her a break what’s at stake is the fake plastic melting onto the cake and where do they go you know what does it take to be cancelled and break they throw stones at glass they made and mistake just to shake I stand in an earthquake and wait for them to bait another dancing primate to hate to berate for no god damn reason than this the season to hurt our feelings because I hate that I wasn’t the break the glass ceiling for all the squealing crying ass shit is revealing it says hi you’ll be dealing with my empty soapbox that talks about all my account blocks and how Goldilocks is a book with a breaking and entering centering outlook it took a blonde and made her look like a crook get fucked and bucked off a truck I’ll tell daddy war this whore deserve another buck for making these crying ass losers awestruck for a real bitch who gives them the switch for crossing that bridge
Cancel is our only culture
Our national bird is a vulture
Hide your kids
Hide your knives
Fly your pigs
Kill your wives
Surprise
Show’s over you guys
The real fuckin faggots the maggots who deserve to be dismissed should get a fist Marilyn Manson first on the shitlist I missed the part about taking art that’s smart, that kids worldwide took to heart, that brought new thought into a young head that said fuck the norm don’t be misled, and fucking ruining it instead by being the villain they made you into out of nothing to do with your view and now you are the villain and I’ll fill in your name for abusing your fame when your platform was never to blame but you’re just an asshole and should live in shame cause I was a kid that always hid and when I did hear your song I sang along cause I didn’t belong. You’re a dead hero and amounted to zero and I wish you all the worst and should’ve said first that I’ll be taking your place your boots easily filled your disgrace Im the new face of erase I’m the new controversy to embrace
Cancel is our only culture
Our national bird is a vulture
Hide your kids
Hide your knives
Fly your pigs
Kill your wives
Surprise
Show’s over you guys
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Beauty Sleep
03:06
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The scum first come first deserve disabled have the nerve to disturb? bitterly singing the verve this seat we reserve to preserve the top of the curve observe, superb! kicked to the curb, dolla dolla bill y’all not at all in the long haul if you’re different go fall off a cliff doll said blondie with a southern drawl she eats a moth ball dumb blonde is banal now blonde is a cure all I am an eight ball at the billiard hall, lost in a city mall it’s a free for all, get what you get is protocol, no roll call for the small flower on the wall, on the hour they shower themselves with the power of what money can buy as people die, my bills are too high, shooed like a fly, crying ass shit they reply, beautify, that’s all that meets the eye, I don’t try, the reason why is I don’t apply
money is not the root of evil it’s the off shoot, we the people, we not meaning me, loot, and are repute and bow to a dress suit saying fuck the destitute we don’t have a hoot to give so fuck off a smidge, and go live under a bridge they flip their hair for words that sit there like I sit on a stair and know that the root of all evil is people because people don’t care and the blonde is dumb but the real scum are those that lead, to run us down for fun, Barbie middleman sucks her thumb, platinum is only for some, little silver doesn’t come from a slum, it makes you numb, money is the cost of collecting the sum
Fucking faggot creep, black sheep thinking she can keep up when she’s cheap Barbie laughs from her jeep she is the old beautiful, skin deep, human trash heap, beauty sleep wasn’t rem it was the Tylenol pm that walked you to the atm, you are just one of them, I am me and I swim I don’t sink and I think and you are the antonym, your ugliness stems from light that dims you’re a monkey who prims and you see and you do and the world revolves around you and what you do, on cue, tried and true, unto others is based on who they look to and if it’s not the tv or a phone screen they are unseen and if they aren’t blond with a chemical bond and blue eyes like blue skies then it’s not surprise that ugly is the word you choose but turn on the news and watch them use you abuse you take your views and make a ruse you hit snooze on the part where the fuse gets lit by a girl with tattoos because you fit just right in your box that you confuse with thoughts and a mirror for lots of views but worst of all beauty for power you abuse and with those breakthroughs this is the fucking part where you lose
The sleep walking talking mocking
The steep downfalling, crawling, bawling
Skin deep wounded deep rooted diluted
Crowned head
Bowed instead
Amount bled
Pronounced dead
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Blonde Ambition
02:42
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Oh you’re so brave change your hair on a double dare now save that mauve dress to wear a blonde lives a life unfair lord child needs prayer too beautiful to bare that man’s a billionaire in formalwear you can’t afford dental care Claire just like Medicare but despite the stare from herr let you sit in his lap for a bit who gives a shit? what’s your look gonna get other than another man? on the other hand you always planned to visit dreamland and come home tanned with a ring on your finger and a man who’d linger but that’s the life of a right winger and you were a swinger but this ain’t jerry springer blonde ambition comes from a beautician and your Barbie was not a physician and put in your position I’d become special addition and audition for a blonde on a mission
Strawberry is your message to society
A blonde of a different variety
Born into notoriety
I’m 28 don’t feel great I wear my hair like dead weight I’m a cheapskate broke bitch gonna hate gonna put on weight I’m not going on a date it may be too late the wait may have sealed my fate too busy thinking straight blinking at a one way street looking both ways to meet a chicken who always crosses through the school zone for reasons unknown to get to the other side and in my stride I realized I am the chicken inside because I don’t know why I got here just that it went awry I quit using hair dye and no longer try I’m stuck in some fucked up dream where I defy but am stranded because they threw a stone and wrote go home because I don’t have it in my bones and I don’t know why like Norah Jones but it took me all these loans for all these clones wearing headphones to hit the same milestones
Strawberry is your message to society
A blonde of a different variety
Born into notoriety
Dumb blonde luck I said fuck when I struck and it wasn’t gold but truth be told and although I’m old at least I was bold because there’s a Barbie mold and it’s not sold in stores because.. whores that bitch is free!! but I worked hard to get to be a girl like me who has tattoos and man shoes and odd life views but you get to choose Sylvia Plath strife or a vision you might lose for a few fuckers and the power they abuse I dyed my hair crimson spell said go to hell so I wish you well and hope a bombshell gets off the carousel
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Brunette
02:53
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blonde and brunette I bet my soul and still have debt I should have know a sloane a lone Texan fair complexion cowgirl with a hat sitting flat on the kitchen counter I found her took a perfect picture and couldn’t fix her she slipped her dress off mess nein hoff mind off write off buy off i sold out for a young thing that spring I missed something myth debunking they don’t call the stunning blue eyed suicide for nothing
I was a hand me down with brown hair that skipped town to go nowhere you were given a hand and couldn’t take mine for your golden shine I was baseline not of your kind
I forgot my ballgown at the dry cleaner maybe the grass would be greener from my eye glass if she was meaner but I love her one blonde moment after another and I’d say fuck her but I can’t recover
Counterfeit bitch
Devours it
Empowers to omit
Smile and say eat shit
They want me to refit
I stand I do not sit
They don’t want me beyond me I’m not the princess from the book and they look at me like I mistook my name in the phone book diamonds aren’t a girls best friend when I trade it in to spend it on a dead end I don’t know why I pretend they dig if they see a trend and send you away in the end I break I don’t bend, when did blond vs. brunettes begin I cannot win everywhere there are men and I don’t care about them but their stare means you’re in and I just sit in an empty bath with a wrath and get Sylvia Plath they call me a sociopath I am the aftermath and a scar that made it far but the beauty is in the eye and I don’t know why but all eyes on the counterfeit who gives a shit and tries they are nothings in disguise theyre from a franchise I’m not that wise but I know what money buys and that sure as shit is ties and handshakes I stand in earthquakes and don’t think us and them I think ushered in black and white are just my stripes and these strife would be easier in a different life but you don’t get it right you fight and hang a key on your kite until it comes to light that the end is not in sight
Counterfeit bitch
Devours it
Empowers to omit
Smile and say eat shit
They want me to refit
I stand I do not sit
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Suicide Blonde
03:35
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You may be psycho to lie low but you die though I know they missed the memo on the status quo icy blonde had to go Hitchcock didn’t want a Monroe does the show go on when the blonde is gone what about Goldie hawn Julie Andrew’s a walk on, do a dear I hear, what of a fawn innocent look they overlook mistook her for a walking talking pocketbook oh but she’s the crook and that’s the hook she doesn’t need you she doesn’t feed you she’s doesn’t need to keep to a script where shes pink lipped no the tables flipped she’s the unmanned skip bitching this ship it’s icy don’t slip but she burns and turns red when she likes what you’ve said the old blonde is dead
I have a blonde moment when
I have to think again
Barbie murdered ken
No longer wanted men
There’s a twist
That everyone missed
There’s a fist
To the face she kissed
There’s a shit list
Kill the blonde pawn
The show must go on
The new beautiful at dawn
The paradigm is gone
She’s in white but not quite as pure but is sure she can lure them like bulls to red she said I like being on top, in I mean widespread in everyone’s head not everyone’s bed oh they love it shove it down their throats take notes plaster it on a screen she is a Queen blonde and scene pristine in a limousine a well oiled machine gasoline to a fire in every man’s dream perfect picture perfect it would seem but every moment is blonde and every fan is a chemical bond does your sponsored whore go beyond knowing more than is my dress a hint I’m giving it to the president and then she dies time flies when all eyes are between your thighs and you’re the prize but what’s your size meaning why did they immortalize sex symbol is a disguise like the icy blonde she is a surprise and the there’s a twist because we romanticize
I have a blonde moment when
I have to think again
Barbie murdered ken
No longer wanted men
There’s a twist
That everyone missed
There’s a fist
To the face she kissed
There’s a shit list
Kill the blonde pawn
The show must go on
The new beautiful at dawn
The paradigm is gone
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10. |
Plastic
03:01
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I broke the mirror clearer come nearer
No they said
My fist bled
You are all dead
You use your eyes
For a disguise
And never see through
The mirror isn’t an Oracle too
Your eyelids stuck open with glue
See see see is all you do
Never view
Shiny pretty new
Shiny pretty new
Fuck you
I am a glass shard
Made in a scrapyard
Draw a new card
Your life is a reflection, an injection
You are plastic your view elastic
Shiny shiny almighty reigns
You hold the key to your chains
I tore your mirror of the wall
You stand there all day and crawl
To bed and that is all
Instagram has you on call
Your words are small
But words are limited, your downfall
I am the 8 ball
Fuck your phone be alone
For one god damn second be on your own
Ignore a notification tone
A tear rolls down your cheekbone
How you enthrone
Something sewn
Into our society
Where the ugly is grown
You are a clone a drone a grown woman with no words of her own
No stone thrown
At reality because your reality gets left alone
Because to you it’s unknown
Your life is a reflection, an injection
You are plastic your view elastic
Shiny shiny almighty reigns
You hold the key to your chains
Though skin deep
You’re in too deep
Selfies in your sleep
You’re sold for cheap
Kick the black sheep
for fun
I say run
Tattooed girl with the gun
My facade came undone
I am the new beautiful
You are the ugly one
Your mirror broke
For your scream
I spoke
To deem
Myself supreme
You seem to choke
On the new theme
The joke
Was always on you and a dream
Beauty is not in your bloodstream
Day by day a figurine
Your eyes never looked past a screen
The world changes but it’s foreseen
The norm is morphine and you can’t wean
My norm is gasoline
You can’t read a magazine, amphetamine
And learn how to live again when
You didn’t begin
I bleed like a fountain pen
No one died for a single sin
A martyr sighed and then gave in
Your life is a reflection, an injection
You are plastic your view elastic
Shiny shiny almighty reigns
You hold the key to your chains
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11. |
Inaction Figure
04:45
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You’re the figure
Of the speech
You’re the center
Oh leech
Up the bleach
Preach
Can’t unteach
An old dog every trick
To bootlick
Not fetch but wretch
And shake a stick
Social butterfly kick
Apply lipstick
Kiss them where
It hurts the most and boast and toast and send prayer
And say take care
Knives there
There’s no one to spare
When you go on air
So beware
Dolly plays a game of warfare
White skin, teeth, almost hair
Goldilocks killed the bear
Off screen doesn’t mean
Not a star
Who do you think you are
In your piece of shit car
I’m a salad bar czar in my Jaguar
I have followers, screen drawn wallowers
And you’re subpar
For an abrupt u-turn to earn true concern
It’d be in your lane
And though it was all the same
You should know my name
And of my fame
And you’re to blame
For being America’s bane
Go back to the shithole country
From whence you came
The fake blonde puts her sunglasses on
And drives away
After smirking, to say
Enjoy your day
She sips on her melted latte
She is the baddest bitch of the bay
God every man would say
I would have her anytime of day
She scrolls on her phone, making way
Oh what a doll
Does she age at all
Fox on Fox News y’all
As a stand-in or means to stall
Barbie got a recall
She played sorority volleyball
And is qualified to yell about whatever the hell
She damn well needs to sell
A caked up coked up bombshell
Knows how to tell
Those with one brain cell
How Alexander graham bell
Was a socialist like Dave chapel
The vaccine has the viral cell
How they’re all part of a cartel
And fuck a fucking Public health mandate
What about out wealth, doesn’t it state
Land of the free
I think the fuck not I see
Francis Scott key
Did not die for our liberty
When it’s now up to me
To ask if I die why can’t she?
Later: libs, we must disagree
Oh finally on her phone alone
Sigh like she passed a kidney stone
Comment: fucking nazi clone
A cunt with no backbone
She sobs, sticks a stones
Next: I’d like to get her alone
They love me the trolls just groan
Her brain is made of silicone
Scroll scroll scroll throw her a bone
Pavlov’s dog at the tone
America is cancelled she shall moan
Now it’s time for the news
Hit snooze
There she is, flitting through reviews
Sparking over the views
Facebook status muse
How many pounds do I need to lose
Jesus wept have you heard
Obama killed a small bird
My child’s cartoon said the f-word
No bitch I haven’t heard the absurd
Cause I’m not in the herd
I bet I could guess your password
But it’d be blurred
Because all the words are slurred
You’re vapid cunt on the crossword
Stupid fucking mocking bird
Law of thermodynamics, here’s the third
The world will never be at peace
For people who never cease
To increase
A shitstorm for a press release
Fuckery deconstructs us piece by piece
Your people are like roadside geese
Not just the ones that wear the sheets
But shallow elites
Framing tweets
History repeats
Because it can’t tell
The hair gel filled bombshell
From an empty shell
So what else do we know
Other than to go
In circles to and fro
The blank page lets us know
That we have nothing to show
Not sold in stores whores
This bitch is free
Not in the way they say
This land’s supposed to be
She’s coming to your tv
She’s coming through your IV
To tell your kids be like me
To tell your kids monkey see
But this show is not reality
Bitch Barbie is a nobody
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Pyrophoria Atlanta, Georgia
The one woman band from Atlanta, Georgia.
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