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raagma – dominatrix lyrics

and i didn’t even ask for what happened, it could have been anyone of many men
the heavy ones are ready then
they’re locked and loaded, with artillery
they stop an ambush with no hesitance
the rest of us are wondering if all it takes is pretty looks to handle an apocalypse
i’m not off topic, it’s logically +n+logous
nothings as synonymous to how ominously they’re anonymous. now this is me just being positive
ladies celebrating in their bras and sh+t
proud as sh+t, like a queen who took another p+wn amidst
the violence

p+ssy is powеr
and that’s how they devour us hour by hour takin time to doll up. thеy might even take your dollar
if you ever hollar, you oughtta know what you’re doing. call it truce. in a couple you’re gonna call it abuse
but it was you, who chose to put yourself in a predicament, which is when all h+ll broke loose
you think, the next time i choose, i’m going use my intuition
b+tch you never listen! the situation was given
you never had a chance
she walked right passed you with someone else in her hands, and yet your d+ck starts to dance like it thinks it has a plan
but she’s the only lead, in every single band
little did you know that her scent did the druggin
her smile did the tuggin
and now homie you’re stuck in a fantasy where you’re rubbing away the heat when lovin is what you need and rushin it made you bleed. f+ckin’ velocipede, huh?

intelligence is vicious. you don’t fall for superstition
but the goddess in existence is herself a f+cking blesssing
you’re messing with the wrong trip
you’re just a tiny spec on a long list written, along with a bong rip. this was uncalled for. was it?
dichotomy created and for centuries they took it, you still perpetuate it. cuz now you think persuasion is a game, that you make a naari play domination in the veins
cuz now with a bunch a muscle, a bitta bank roll, you’re stuck in, the bucket, nothing’s left to gain
i see you going insane with your masculine rage, and you try make her feel sorry for having a better wage
it takes a beast to tame one, and they’ve done that, with so much class
and what the f+ck did they get for that? mass criticism
cuz their mass didn’t fit em. and their ass wasn’t big enough that’s where the money’s at
ring an attendant just to see a honey’s back
running tracks ain’t fun enough when you’re made to seem last
i got me a girl, i just roped one in, and broke records just so i could go and show some friends the kind of league i’m at
this was a ploy mother f+cker just to get you back
total lack of control stuck in the matrix
rolling with a mind f+ck s+x+life. dominatrix
i don’t hate this being a man myself means that i can take this, and make it a perfect opportunity to change sh+t. can you?

you were doing good and now you’re insecure. instant rage, every time you try to flip the page, but she won’t let you
she’d rather rip it out and put it up on a wall so you never forget in a frame
no matter what you choose as strategy she wins the game
that’s how it’s always been with women and their vintage ways
your apologies are futile, so bend your waist and mop the floors
go ahead and end the race and lock your doors
sweep the corners and don’t forget to wipe the drawers
what did you find there?
a final nail in the coffin? taking the shape of a c+ck, a little smaller than yours but it f+ckin’ does the job
what’s the matter boy?
you upset cuz mami’s cheating on you with a toy? stop complaining. watch the game b+tch
open a pack+six and drink up, your favorite distractions
escapist. you made it. both of you in cages
she’s so enraged and ready to file papers
he’s intoxicated, saying “i signed b+tch take it.”

hmm. no wonder she faked it

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