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I Ain't Yo' Mama!
The centuries, they fly and leap like acrobats.
Tired of men in dresses and pointy hats.
Lying, sanctimonious, bare-faced through their teeth.
I look past the surface, way down deep, underneath.
I ain't yo' mama, I look and I see.
You might fool yo' mama, But you ain't foolin' me.
I ain't yo' mama, You' so sweet and courteous,
The Devil finds His disguise in the virtuous.
Talkin' bout Jesus, While you hide your disgrace.
He come back again, He spit in your face!
You might fool yo' mama, But you ain't foolin' me!
I ain't yo' mama, I look and I see.
You might fool yo' mama, But you ain't foolin' me.
I ain't yo' mama, I'm colder than that.
You can call me feminist, But I'm older than that.
God's house has rigged Its twisted game.
Emperors and Popes Have no clothes and no shame.
You might fool your mama,
But you ain't foolin' me!
I ain't yo' mama. Don't think I don't hear!
Don't think I don't see!
You might fool your mama, But you ain't foolin' me.
I ain't yo' mama. I don't even like you.
Don't hate you either, Just to spite you.
No love unconditional Or benefit of the doubt,
No prayers, no excuses,
Go on, go on, Get the Hell out!
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from
Lilith,
released November 9, 2020
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