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Like it or not
I know you would like to muzzle me
I know you want to stifle me
Silence me, shut me up and down
But my lips are perked
My tongue quivers
To blow the truth up your nose
Till you feel conviction in your toes
I am here to be the berating voice speaking
you hear me coming your knees are squeaking
because you know I come with the realities flute
a pied piper to the ravished from youth
like it or not I a serum for truth
if I try to hold the vaccine within
it would turn for me to venomous poison
to live I must give what has been given
