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letra de misogyny - rafael casal

[intro]
(i –
i love the colorful clothes you wears
and the way the sunlight plays upon your hair
i hear the sound of a gentle word
on the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
i hear the sound…
i hear the sound…
i hear the sound of the gentle wind)

oh, yeah
just gotta get honest with myself for a minute
(i – )
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
i want to say that i love women
my life is full of moments
where i only trusted women
but there have been moments
that i just wanted to
f-ck women, doll women, duck women
flirt with the one limpin’
diagnose her symptoms
with a heavy dose of light help
see them weaken and even a kind man
just help themselves
because at heart we know
a women’s parts can make us melt
and we don’t see other mother’s scars
when chicks are cryin’ help
cuz she’s dyin’
so we lay them down beside ourselves
say that cryin’ helps
but rarely feel beside ourselves
when she belts and then breaks
in our arms
from the last man’s charm
want to k!ll him
can’t understand the barn of the farm
that is raisin’ these animals
they think they so strong
but you listen with the same intention
so extend his harm

and when you’re out to fondle
her undergarments
then be gone and
leave the problems
when she starts to hate men
in her heart
cause she thought she had a friend
but you tore the mend apart
hence the complexes that women
inherit from remarks
that we benefit from
in the end
but it starts with m –

[hook]
(misogyny)
oh, yeah
i am dealin’ with m –
(misogyny)
oh, yes
i think i’m buildin’ up quite- uh, uh, uh
(misogyny)
i’m somethin’ better than myself (yeah)
(misogyny) (i guess ya gotta keep it real, real)
born in hell

[verse 2]
listen
i have never thought i hated women
while takin’ time objectifyin’ and degradin’ women
see, i must admit
i name my lady ‘b-tch’
when in front of my homies
then i go and cold-switch
when she’s sittin’ shotgun in my whip
now she knows me but i’m ghost
because she’s such a cold chick
and cold chicks are known
to break my soul quick
cuz when good men submit
to women who ain’t shit
when they break us, we
back to barkin’ like a young pit

off the leash, outta line
out to treat the ladies
like a dime-piece
just a piece of -ss
never piece of mind
don’t mind me
men, we just resign
at the first sign
of ladies givin’ grief
now i’m singin’
she’s outta line

plus
understand that since we was kids
we’ve been told emotional is what the weakest did
so we grow up and you tell
us to contradict
what men told the strong men
make sure we always hid
feel like you tryin’ to trick
us to open up
and lettin’ our guard down
somethin’ hard to give up
and none of us could be whipped
cause it strips us of our thug
and our ego comes equipped, quick
with the meanest mug
so ya stuck with m –

[hook]
(misogyny)
oh, yeah
i am dealin’ with m –
(misogyny)
oh, yes
i think i’m buildin’ up quite – uh, uh, uh
(misogyny)
i’m somethin’ better than myself (alright, lemme, uh)
(misogyny) (lemme get real here)
born in hell

[verse 3]
yes
and in truth
we just wanna be with you
but we built up our sense
of fulfillment from a few
things that we cannot undo
we gotta feel like a man
repeat: gotta feel like a man
and do what men do
and many women treat feminism
like a new brew
one sip and she wants a’prove
that you, she can undo
so we panic cause
what if it was true?
this is how we have
defined ourselves
and what if that was through?

so you get a “f-ck you”
“you ain’t but a b-tch”
“come sit on my lap”
“come suck on my d-ck”
anything that makes you
feel like an object
cause women already dominate
our thought process
we chase and race for
some of that penetration
cause one f-ck from you gives
us some validation
we ain’t even men until
your initiation
so we’re taught to hunt you
not pursue a conversation

the whole world’s upside down
about this whole arrangement
i feel like we’re pitted against each other
for entertainment
or maybe it’s just to maintain a structure
to strip you of your power
cause
we’re afraid of a world where
lone women can make it

(d-mn)
(just tryin’ to figure out what we’re thinkin’, ya know?)
(gotta get ahead, right?)
(yeah)

[hook]
(misogyny)
oh, yeah
i am dealin’ with m –
(misogyny)
oh, yes
i think i’m buildin’ up quite- uh, uh, uh
(misogyny)
i’m somethin’ better than myself
(misogyny)
born in hell

- rafael casal

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