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Luminous Animal

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17. Sara Jones' "your revolution will not happen between these thighs"
Tue May 14, 2013, 07:51 PM
May 2013
http://sarahjonesonline.com/working/poetry/your-revolution/

This song was actually banned from some radio markets while the music she was criticizing played on.

your revolution will not happen between these thighs
your revolution will not happen between these thighs

the real revolution
ain’t about booty size
the Versaces you buys
or the Lexus you drives

and though we’ve lost Biggie Smalls
your Notorious revolution
will never allow you to lace no lyrical douche in my bush
your revolution will not be you killing me softly with Fugees
your revolution won’t knock me up and produce li’l future MCs
because that revolution will not happen between these thighs

your revolution
will not find me in the
backseat of Jeep with LL
hard as hell
doin’ it & doin’ it & doin’ it well

your revolution will not be you
smackin’ it up, flippin’ it, or rubbin’ it down
nor will it take you downtown or humpin’ around
because that revolution will not happen between these thighs
your revolution will not have me singing
ain’t no nigger like the one I got
your revolution will not be you
sending me for no VD shot
your revolution will not involve me feeling your nature rise
or helping you fantasize
because that revolution will not happen between these thighs
and no, my Jamaican brother, your revolution
will not make me feel boombastic and really fantastic
have you groping in the dark for that rubber wrapped in plastic

your revolution will not be me tossing my weave
making believe I’m some caviar-eating, ghetto mafia clown
or me givin’ up my behind just so I can get signed
have someone else write my rhymes?
I’m Sarah Jones, not Foxy Brown
your revolution makes me wonder, where could we go
if we could drop the empty pursuit of props and the ego
revolt back to our Roots, use a little Common sense on a Quest
to make love De La Soul, no pretense … but
your revolution will not be you flexing your sex and status
to express what you “feel”

your revolution will not happen between these thighs
will not happen between these thighs
will not be you shaking and me faking between these thighs
because the revolution, when it finally comes, is gon’ be real

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