Shiny's my song about the objectification of young girls for profit. For all that gymnastics and figure skating contributed to my early take on this subject, it's surprising that neither makes an appearance. Keter came through with a banger he made with two records I bought at Convolution records for about 3 bucks. Kids become disposable commodities in a never ending assembly line of sugarcoated pedophilia. Insert strung out starlet's name here.
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Vindictive, the sickness it hits with the quickness
And it’s just disgusting this lusting of riches
Which is an apt welcome, welcome to this world, come on down
Now this is Obese America, where more is never enough
FHM, Maxim, maximum busts, and Stuff
Duff, no longer a beer, but an underage fantasy
Britney’s over the hill, don’t get panicky
man if we put this little manatee on a diet plan
She’ll be the next firebrand, type messiah scam
Ruling a secret pedophile land with an iron hand
Leon the professional, say you won’t, I bet you will
Find her attractive, gold digging minor and actress
With the mind of a mattress, fresh as spring, all innocent
Pushing products with Lolita the synonym
Lindsey Lohan, a flimsy coke habit from a broke plan
It’s the cyclical nature making the sick smarter
Who cares about Alicia Silverstone when puberty hit harder?
A nixed artist, varnished, underaged vargas,
Wispy Disney starlet, risky business with a prissy little smarm
it’s harmless
fun and games, child’s play with grown up customers
Trusted perks and thus disgust is blurred, you must’ve heard
The Olsen twins, talking about centerfolds and such
When they’re old enough, barely legal, evil rolling up
Who sold the smut, the same who profit, you got it
And you wonder how some young girls get neurotic
Vomit on the toilet seat, Hubba Bubba mixed with bile
And the best word to apply is denial
It’s the latest style, fashion, fad and must have
Keeping up with the joneses, eyeliner like a musk rat
And all the good news, I wouldn’t trust that
You wonder what she did when she cut class, just ask
Catholic school girls, Asian fetishes and drive thrus
Businessmen with brochures, trips flying Sky Blue
Tummy tucks, thighs bruised, crows feet fly true
Don’t speak, glide through
From a nation that is proud to devour its young
I finger paint hearts in hues of a Howard alum
I’m not trying to be negative, just saying what I notice
And most kids are attacked to buy and it’s ferocious
Don’t just sit there, transfixed as your kid is raised
By the TV set, set minute limits in the days
it’s not my business, but my tongue is scarred enough
No more holding back, time for truth, start it up
Scalpels carving up skin to try and rediscover youth
Strung out on botox shots, another ruse
And what a move, sayshaying to her last night in hell
Chasing dollar dreams giving birth to the clientele
Started following Juga-Naut upon hearing him break down life and rap relating to Kool G Rap on Crate808 and I've been a fan since. Wordplay, skill, the dope backdrops, what's not to love? Sankofa
