Solillaquists of Sound - Ur Turn lyrics

Our bond is whole im half percent of a circle
One is the x chromosome, the second is Y
Genetically we carry on one or the other
To multiples the same
Organically un-theoretically
I'm particles, DNA in sky
Whom partakes in pie r squared
I fraction cubes to study within a cubicle
Reading square books of circular
Pairs plus pupils
Time will fix the tour in each
That has a biological tic
While my astrological history defines it's
Fossils of both from half to whole
Remember the circle
Searching self by three point one four
- (heart, soul, and mind) all of which i question it's ability
Why and how does it function?
We keep fertile with fertility
(the newly born) and walk storms of the
Expensively priced uniform but never no more
Night sheds by dream wars chanting
"Save sacrifice for the hollow body gone"
Chrome will shield some plastic thought
Law is looked upon in dyslexia
State to form the wal (L)
Those on top literally throw
Stereotypes on all y'all
Bitch used to be a dog
Now dog is man's best friend
Cause it can follow command
Notice command can't be without the word man
The keyword for mankind
Wooo man! what about the woman
I guess she remains a bitch
And mother earth preserves
And then becomes a planet
If it really is a man's world
Then he must've planned it

Man is a man which
Manhandles mankind mentoring mental (s)
Mandating minutes monthly mentioning
Manipulating messages
Of famine manning men, commanding mannerisms
Managing Manly mandatory maneuvers or else
Many will label you and woman, too
Which would you rather be? womb or wounded?
Inclusion's excluded from important
And potent reference
Even useful uses other than household duties

Woman's wished existence is washed
Away with war
When wicked wizardry's wrestled the
Earth from it's core
Goddess practice from it's axis
Our bond is whole
I'm the other half percent of the circle
So why do I not collect
My equally earned respect?
Blame is on society, blame it on me
Or blame it on neglect
But, I will not accept it anymore
What's in store for those of you
In competition with ideal vision
Is that I refuse
Your place for me of being used aesthetically
Only i'm not your tit's and ass in videos
Your makeup, high heel
Pantyhose-wearing bitch to get with
I'm not your pornographic
Misfit sitting still
Til you don't need we around
When I was created, no other was denied
Addition's never missed with those in
Touch enough for life
You tried to read between the
Lines of already-fatal flaws
Written as law, and spit as right -
But what's wrong
Is that you've all believed it for so long
My word's no longer prophecy
Just an independent woman's song
I'm speaking out against twists of truth
But to so many people
I'm just another pretty voice
I want a truce
Let's speculate you could witness
Weary women spilling out their hearts
Would you change for the better
Everything it is you do?
Do you have courage enough
To speak your truth?
Alter your ego and express the proof?
Give credit to the blessings
That originally matched
Tap into you, and come thru at last

Man is a man which
Manhandles mankind mentoring mental (s)
Mandating minutes monthly mentioning
Manipulating messages
Of famine manning men, commanding mannerisms
Managing Manly mandatory maneuvers or else
Many will label you and woman, too
Which would you rather be? womb or wounded?
Inclusion's excluded from important
And potent reference
Even useful uses other than household duties

Since sin is tense my sentence
Feels ten times stronger
Than ten cents for my every reply against
Your sin like violence and
Mis-education false representation that's
Costing a nation of children lost in fallacy
Gaps fantasy maps without path and
Teachers that don't know
The math now you can be good but
Don't front like you bad
Cause others will follow
Your path and what will you tell
Them cool? watch what I say but not what I
Do? intention is half of the rule when
You mention or demand attention
To carry the vision
Of highest intentions beyond
Comprehension or greatest
Inventions you ask me to listen and so now
I do but your deeds don't match the
Catch of your phrase that's
Why I don't understand
You that's why I don't understand you
Now when will we get to the
End of intense, sentence, vengeance
Dense sense of intelli-gents?
Send me your answer right now
Optimistic plus sizes, berated by accepted
Belittling false-statementals
Under ceased and overweight
They gain permanence worthy of notation
By struggling artist wanna-bes getting paid
To do the same
It creates painful extractions of
Reality from conversation
Substance from relation sincerity from grace
A magazine of imagery's distribution
Won't reinstate justifying pridefuls
Reason vengeance isn't hate
Beauty in falsehood, opinion as
Such, love as coincidence
Consequence with luck
Because the effect can't off
Balance a message sent
Not by our people, but
Through them certain, earnest, and collected