© Cali Lili
Eve N’ God: This Female Is Not Yet Rated by Cali Lili
Lyrics by Cali Lili
Music by Cali Lili and Wings Hauser
Album Link :
1. “ This Female Is Not Yet Rated “
Song 1.
https://music.apple.com/gh/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1402313761?i=1402313768
Single Link :
https://music.apple.com/gh/album/this-female-is-not-yet-rated/1435250580?i=1435250585
( “ I am a poor…“ )
“ And the rhythm is
(Rhythm is)
And the rhythm is
(Rhythm Is)
And the rhythm is
And the rhythm is
And the rhythm is
Is
In the beginnings
Was a bang
Created
Ungated
Original sin
Traditional slang
Dated N’plated
This Female Is Not Yet Rated
And the rhythm Is
Genesis
Another valley
gives
Mother Africa
Lives
Clackin’
Clappin’
Street lamp
Slappin’
Leans low
Another sip o’ tribal gumbo
Know what I know what I know
Eve’s tired
She’s through with you
Goin’ to the chapel
I’ll be Adam’s wife
Demand a wife for every wife
She deserve one too
Hell no
You didn’t throw Her outta Eden
She walked out
With her own mothafuckin’ freedom
These boots were made for
These roots
Were made for
These Lips N’ Liberties
Walkin’ Talkin’
Hips’ deliveries
Sappin’ up the Tree of Life
And Lila gonna be my wife
That’s right
Lila gonna be my wife
Water on the Tree of Life
You claim
Knowledge is strife
Another wife
For a wife
She’s uppin’ the stakes
Up with the snakes
Poor princess
from queens
on a string
It’s a keychain thing
Castle the king
Feel up a trend
She’s her own provider
Love multiplies even when when it’s divided
Unpasteurized
Homogenized
Femme is a five letter word
my friend
Femme is a five letter word
my friend
And the rhythm is
(Rhythm is)
And the rhythm is
(Rhythm Is)
And the rhythm is
And the rhythm is
And the rhythm is
Is
We the miss fits
danger and desire
Sinnin’ on a streetcar
No regrets
Never forget
Done,
Demoting destiny
To a dream
Of a dream
Of a dream
Say what I mean
My slate is clean
All she wrote
AND SHE VOTES
Label my food
Never my people
Global frat party is
Over
This clean up’s a bitch
Revolutionary witch
Kurts’ Cobain
Blames Courtney on a pyre
Brother can you spare a –
Eve’s tired
She’s through with you
Goin’ to the chapel
I’ll be Adam’s wife
Demand a wife for every wife
She deserve one too
Hell no
You didn’t throw Her outta Eden
She walked out
With her own mothafuckin’ freedom
These boots were made for
These roots
Were made for
These Lips N’ Liberties
Walkin’ Talkin’
Hips’ deliveries
Sappin’ up the Tree of Life
And Lila gonna be my wife
That’s right
Lila gonna be my wife
I and the boys
Unleash the toys
The planet deploys
And he games
Namin’ names
Suckin’ sap
from the Tree of Life
And Lila gonna be my wife
That’s right
Lila gonna be my wife
Gritty my city
Drainin’ my kitty
Upstreamin’ eyes
while the ozone cries
Another green is screamin’
and the blues
is just a sigh
California’s gold
‘Nawlins to Queens
New York to Compton
my tiara leans
Simultaneously
Titties know what I mean
I’m writing the wrongs
Carvin’ a song
My tribe
Gonna live long
after you gone
(That’s right
That’s right
Rather eat off the floor
That’s right
That’s right
Rather eat off the floor
Don’t ask for more
You’re the one I paid for
Chain chain chain
Chain of humankind
Stronger than our weakest links
Chain chain chain
Chain of humankind
Stronger than the
Chain chain chain
Chain of human crime)
Just inside my
AKA
‘kay
Just in time for the seventh day
Hey
Latest thing in lingerie
boy
say hello
to the forty-seven AK
Safest place in underwear
I’m hidin’ it
way down there
Aw
Right this way
Ring Heaven’s bell
Wave bye bye
this way to hell
And just in case
You wonder why
When
Gettin’ stoned
means
Gettin’ high
That’s when you and I see eye to eye
For an eye
For an eye
For an eye
Eve’s tired
She’s through with you
Goin’ to the chapel
I’ll be Adam’s wife
Demand a wife for every wife
She deserve one too
Hell no
You didn’t throw Her outta Eden
She walked out
With her own mothafuckin’ freedom
These boots were made for
These roots
Were made for
These Lips N’ Liberties
Walkin’ Talkin’
Hips’ deliveries
Sappin’ up the Tree of Life
And Lila gonna be my wife
That’s right
Lila gonna be my wife
And the rhythm is
(Rhythm is)
And the rhythm is
(Rhythm Is)
And the rhythm is
And the rhythm is
And the rhythm is
Is
In the beginnings
Was a bang
Created
Ungated
Original sin
Traditional slang
Dated N’plated
This Female Is Not Yet Rated
And the rhythm Is
Genesis
Another valley
gives
Mother Africa
Lives
Clackin’
Clappin’
Street lamp
Slappin’
Leans low
Another sip o’ tribal gumbo
Know what I know what I know
Eve’s tired
She’s through with you
Goin’ to the chapel
I’ll be Adam’s wife
Demand a wife for every wife
She deserve one too
Hell no
You didn’t throw Her outta Eden
She walked out
With her own mothafuckin’ freedom
These boots were made for
These roots
Were made for
These Lips N’ Liberties
Walkin’ Talkin’
Hips’ deliveries
Sappin’ up the Tree of Life
And Lila gonna be my wife
That’s right
Lila gonna be my wife
“
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