December 2002 / January 2003
Don't justify the militancy
They criticise our anarchy
'Cause we are not the powers that be
We could only fear chaos
If it was not known to us
But we know it is just
The consequences of lust
Chorus
I'm a super-sexy stereotype
Livin up to all yo' hype
I'm a super-sexy stereotype
You betta fear this woman's might
Who thought that giving me a measure
Of freedom would upset your pleasure
Well fuck man, it's time you better
Wake up to the letter
That's been written to you
By the people who choose
Not ot be your schmooze
And have nothing to lose...
Chorus
And you think I don't see
That you're still tryin to fool me
Fuck Revlon, Fuck Loreal
My face was born beautiful
We feel the enforced whorism
Know, Coke's the bandaid of boredom
You haven't learnt the lessons yet
Making mistakes without regret
Chorus