Ani DiFranco - My I.Q.
i was four years old when they tried to test my iq
they showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear
they asked me, which one is different and does not belong?
they taught me different is wrong
but when i was 13 years old i woke up one morning
thighs covered in blood like a war like a warning
that i live in a breakable takeable body
an ever increasingly valuable body
that a woman had come in the night to replace me...
deface me...
see, my body is borrowed, i got it on loan
for the time in between my mom and some maggots
i don't need anyone to hold me, i can hold my own
i got highways for stretchmarks, see where i've grown
i sing sometimes like my life is at stake
'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make
i'm learning to laugh as hard as i can listen
'cause silence is violence in women and poor people
if more people were screaming then i could relax
but a good brain ain't diddley if you don't have the facts
we live in a breakable takeable world
an ever available possible world
and we can make music like we can make do
genius is in a back beat backseat to nothing if you're dancing
especially something stupid like iq
for every lie i unlearn i learn something new
i sing sometimes for the war that i fight
'cause every tool is a weapon--if you hold it right.
they showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear
they asked me, which one is different and does not belong?
they taught me different is wrong
but when i was 13 years old i woke up one morning
thighs covered in blood like a war like a warning
that i live in a breakable takeable body
an ever increasingly valuable body
that a woman had come in the night to replace me...
deface me...
see, my body is borrowed, i got it on loan
for the time in between my mom and some maggots
i don't need anyone to hold me, i can hold my own
i got highways for stretchmarks, see where i've grown
i sing sometimes like my life is at stake
'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make
i'm learning to laugh as hard as i can listen
'cause silence is violence in women and poor people
if more people were screaming then i could relax
but a good brain ain't diddley if you don't have the facts
we live in a breakable takeable world
an ever available possible world
and we can make music like we can make do
genius is in a back beat backseat to nothing if you're dancing
especially something stupid like iq
for every lie i unlearn i learn something new
i sing sometimes for the war that i fight
'cause every tool is a weapon--if you hold it right.