Wan Po - No future woman edition (by Lejko)

intro
it was about 10 years ago now
i was in college, i was alone,
some lady who calls herself a princess and a barbie
thought it would be funny to bully me and harass me with her friends
following me around and smirking
but little did they know i was going to write these raps that would haunt them a decade later
and haunt them for decades more

verse 1
college is a place for stuck up narcissists to collect ass kissers,
and to gain class credits on how to harass better,
smiling popular bullies promoting themselves on instagram,
and it's a scam where people learn to market themselves in picture brands,
some popular lady starts to bully me by using people,
she struts around in gucci speedo,
and starts harassing me on social sites,
she knows my life and love bombs me knowing im just a broken guy, 
i was alone and shy so nobody cared,
with no friends, people bully me knowing they can,
a bunch of preppy geeks prepping to be corporate men,
learning how to exploit and acting social to win,
cuz hurting others was just joking to them,
i was thrown in the den
the mental hospital to feel hopeless instead,
i know when i get out, i'll haunt them for eternity,
the words i speak'll make their blood gurgle and leak

hook
you can bully me and laugh with all your fake friends you have,
i'll haunt you forever
you can think cuz im alone you can do whatever you want,
i'll haunt you forever
you can think im not it cuz you feel so confident,
i'll haunt you forever
you can pretend to be the shit but i'll never forget,
i'll haunt you forever

verse 2
sick of their bullying i start haunting them,
evil spirits take over and torment them
the barbie and her friend's brains get foggier,
while their mind slowly degrades
they notice their grades start to suffer and get lower each day,
she talks to her boss that she's fucking
and says 'i think my mental health is struggling,
how else could i have trouble?',
little do they know, how im fucking with their mind
every second that goes by's another wrecked brain cell that i fried,
she sees her counsellor, who tells her that she's normal,
'everyone has bad days, including the popular,
'but i don't know what's happening, i cant think'
'dont put up such a stink, everyone loves you cuz you're unique,
it's part of being special,
my mental health guide even states the diagnosis is you're incredible',
she says, 'but but but..  i know i am,
i might need a mental health healing, at the spa again',

hook

verse 3
the barbie drives over to the spa but on her way her lexus breaks down,
she gets out, and a car races closer at fifty five miles an hour,
losing control it hits her,
splits her knee in pieces and leaves her brain injured,
paramedics arrive, and put her in the ambulance,
she gets a scan which shows her brain doesn't stand a chance,
it's full of fluid her colon's spewing
gasses out from a perforation and they operate to remove it,
the haunting rages on it's all mirrors of what actually happened to me,
before they started their harassment scheme,
mirrors in their mind that shows the fear that still resides,
then the surgical tools begin to fly,
flying off the surgeon table and stabs her in the eyes,
more surgeries they planning overnight,
the haunting rips out her gelatin fake tits, and slices thru her heart mid surgery,
a never ending curse that seeks to return the fear,

hook

outro
the body now as cold as she thought she was
colder than the business she sucked off thinking it would make her successful
colder than a sadistic sociopath who calls themselves a barbie
her heart, heavy with this facade, lies, and even shame,
gets weighed on the scale in the operating room,
crushing it with the gravity of a black hole
just because youre rich and popular doesnt mean u can do what u want to others
they will live with it forever


haunt you forever

The blind are leading the blind,
And one teaches the other how to behave in the world.
All the things they think they know
Are what we give them — for us:
Total and equal blindness from childhood.
And who are we?
We are the ones in control.

“March, soldier! March, office staff!”
“March, mass-man! March, mass of maneuver!”
“March, sheep! March, science communicator!”
“March, entertainment star!”
“March, white oppressor! March, conscious Black!"

With smiles on your faces,
Despite constant tension in your hearts.

You are the past, the present, and the future
Of our plantations.

And you're here to stay — so
March, worker! Earn money to buy our products,
And give us back your entire life.
March, thief! Steal money to buy our products,
And give us back your entire life.

March

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March

Overdsergio

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