How I have escaped until now I do not know, but I am thankful for the peace. However, I have now experienced the pain that comes from listening to a 'song' on the radio by Beyonce - Run The World (Girls). The repetition is as awful as the tuneless chanting, which in turn is as awful as the lyrics. Basically, unless you are a moron, this will offend you. Read and weep, and if you are suicidal, masochistic or stupid, try listening on YouTube.
Girls! We run this motha, woah, yep
Girls! We run this motha, woah, yep
Girls! We run this motha, woah, yep
Girls! We run this motha, woah, yep
Girls!
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Some of them men think they freak this
Like we do
But no they don't makes your cheque
Come at they neck
Disrespect us no they won't
Boy don't even try to touch this (touch this)
Boy diz beat is crazy (crazy)
This is how they made me (made me)
Houston, Texas, baby!
Diz goes out to all my girls that's
In the club rockin the latest
Who will buy it for themselves
And get more money later
I think I need a barber
None of these niggas can fade me
I'm so good with this
I remind you I'm so hood with this
Boy I'm just playin come here baby
Hope you still like me (if you hate me)
My persuasion can build a nation
Endless power with our love we can devour
You'll do anything for me
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
It's hot up in here DJ don't be
Scared to run this, run this back
I'm reppin for the girls who takin over the world
Let me raise a glass for the college grads
41 rollin to let you know what time it is, check
You can't hold me (can't hold me)
I broke my 9 to 5 and copped my cheque
This goes out to all the women
Gettin it you on yo grind
To the other men that respect what I do
Please accept my shine
Boy you know you love it how we're
Smart enough to make these millions
Strong enough to bear the children
Then get back to business
See, you betta not play me (me)
Don't come back here baby (b)
Hope you still like me (if you hate me)
My persuasion can build a nation
Endless power with our love we can devour
You'll do anything for me
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run this motha (woah!) Girls!
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who run the world, girls (girls)
Who are we? What we brought the world
(Who run diz motha) Yeah
Who are we? What we brought the world
(Who run diz motha) Yeah
Who are we? What do we run? We run the world
(Who run diz motha) Yeah
Who are we? What we run? We run the world
Who run the world? Girls (girls)
What the cunting fuck?
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