~ Current Mood ~
when i was 4 years old they tried to test my i.q.
they showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear
they asked me which one is different and does not belong
they taught me different is wrong
but when i was 13 years old
i woke up one morning
thighs covered in blood
like a war
like a warning
that i live in a breakable takable body
an ever-increasingly valuable body
that a woman had come in the night to replace me
deface me
see, my body is borrowed
yeah i got it on loan
for the time inbetween my mom and some maggots
i don't need anyone to hold me
i can hold my own
i got highways for stretchmarks
see where i've grown
i sing sometimes like my life is at stake
'cause your only as loud as the noises you make
i'm learning to laugh as loud as i can listen
'cause silence is violence in women and poor people
if more people were screaming then i could relax
but a good brain ain't diddly if you don't have the facts
we live in a breakable takable world
an ever available possible world
and we make music like we can make do
genius is a backbeat
backseat to nothing
if you're dancing especially something stupid like i.q.
for every lie i unlearn i learn something new
i sing sometimes for the war that i fight
cause every tool is a weapon if you hold it right.
~ Ani D. my i.q.
they showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear
they asked me which one is different and does not belong
they taught me different is wrong
but when i was 13 years old
i woke up one morning
thighs covered in blood
like a war
like a warning
that i live in a breakable takable body
an ever-increasingly valuable body
that a woman had come in the night to replace me
deface me
see, my body is borrowed
yeah i got it on loan
for the time inbetween my mom and some maggots
i don't need anyone to hold me
i can hold my own
i got highways for stretchmarks
see where i've grown
i sing sometimes like my life is at stake
'cause your only as loud as the noises you make
i'm learning to laugh as loud as i can listen
'cause silence is violence in women and poor people
if more people were screaming then i could relax
but a good brain ain't diddly if you don't have the facts
we live in a breakable takable world
an ever available possible world
and we make music like we can make do
genius is a backbeat
backseat to nothing
if you're dancing especially something stupid like i.q.
for every lie i unlearn i learn something new
i sing sometimes for the war that i fight
cause every tool is a weapon if you hold it right.
~ Ani D. my i.q.