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THESIS IN SLO-MO lyrics
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Intro
Esteemed assembly, may I direct your gaze To gyratory motion in these dusky parlor haze We gather not for discourse of Rousseau or laak— But for cheeks to clap like chamber clocks.
Verse 1
I arose from alabaster, now I sit on chrome With digits in abundance, compound interest grown No lesser sirens in my periphery shall dance— But deities with gluteal symphonies entranced. Observe her cadence, an epistemic quake, Her assets oscillate like the naz-dak at stake I bequeath her twenty, no—make it fifty flat, For her Pythagorean posterior's impact.
Chorus
Her derrière declaims in dialects divine, Shake that truth, girl, redefine the spine Summa cum laude while she busts it low— You ever seen a thesis twerked in slo-mo? Pantheon cheeks, valedictorian thighs, She bends like syntax, Lord, she defies E pluribus uno—booty from the block, She earned that clap, tenured on the spot!
Verse 2
My prose drips gold like Versace in sonnet While shawty in stilettos lectures in ebonics She articulated lust with a Socratic pose, Bent over like commas in a scholar's prose. Is it lust or logos? One can’t ascertain, When intellect jiggles with ratchet disdain From projects to Princeton, we bridge the divide— Where Ivy meets thighs, the cosmos collide.
Bridge
Her name? Miss Aphrodite Jenkins, M.A. Thesis: “The Semiotics of Ass in the Urban Ballet” She recites while she ride, cites Freud as she grind, Twerking in couplets, leave your jaw undefined. She's body and logos, the flesh and the creed, The baddest to major in Biblical Greek collide.
Bridge
Her name? Miss Aphrodite Jenkins, M.A. Thesis: “The Semiotics of Ass in the Urban Ballet” She recites while she ride, cites Freud as she grind, Twerking in couplets, leave your jaw undefined. She's body and logos, the flesh and the creed, The baddest to major in Biblical Greek Biblical Greek.
Chorus
Her derrière declaims in dialects divine, Shake that truth, girl, redefine the spine Summa cum laude while she busts it low— You ever seen a thesis twerked in slo-mo? Pantheon cheeks, valedictorian thighs, She bends like syntax, Lord, she defies E pluribus uno—booty from the block, She earned that clap, tenured on the spot spot!
Outro
Let the scholars convene and the boujee debate, But the ghetto got Shakespeare twerking at the gate 'Cause wisdom, my friend, got a pole in her hand— And she just got booked for a TED Talk dance.
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Esteemed assembly, may I direct your gaze To gyratory motion in these dusky parlor haze
Her derrière declaims in dialects divine, Shake that truth, girl, redefine the spine
Let the scholars convene and the boujee debate, But the ghetto got Shakespeare twerking at the gate
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