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lirik lagu lgbtw – malcom mufunde & yaaduniverse

intro: simon kaggwa njala
why are you g*y?

verse 1:
why do i feel this way?
only the skeletons in my closet know that i’m g*y
i detest all of them for the feelings that they display
locked them up till they straighten up, maybe they will someday
science is on my side but society is in denial
and for society to catch up with science, it will take a while
that will be the day, the moon will be a blue one
they call me a p*ssy coz i’m not attracted to one
(you are g*y)
god doesn’t like mе so i’m hated by the preachеr
in the eyes of the church, i’m an infernal creature
the law doesn’t like me, a victim of legislature
ask me to subvert the expectations of my nature
seen some of mine perish when they get in this position
judged and segregated for my predisposition
whole family thinks i’m a curse
i could have been the devil himself and it wouldn’t be worse

bridge: simon kaggwa njala
you are a transgender

verse 2:
why did i take this chance?
only the people back where i came from know that i’m trans
should i go back home, they’d dispatch me at first glance
and incriminate i’m trynna make daughters outta their sons
i’ve seen hatred disguised as education and science
patriarchy disown me in the name of women’s rights
cast aspersions at me, i’ve had every slur thrown down
supreme court debates on the consequence of my pr*noun
the lavatories i gotta enter, the clothes i wear
the line of work that i gotta take up, the games i play
are you really a woman minus the drag and the makeup?
is it a lifestyle choice or the genetic makeup?
coz you and real women will never have sh*t in common
regardless of the penectomy or what they do with your hormone
what you are is a screwball; brainsick and demented
there ain’t nothing you’re good for; you’re rapist and perverted
bridge: simon kaggwa njala
should i call you mister?

verse 3:
why am i in this world?
born a woman in systems designed for me to fail
paid less than my equals, way less opportunities
wayless, i got nowhere to go without all the scrutiny
either my skirt is too short or maybe it’s the temper
maybe i should carry myself like the other gender
catcalled and abused but i shouldn’t remark
if i do, then it’s probably my time of the month
i’ll never win; i’m the enemy masculinity designed
with no seat at the table until every man resigns
your equivalence for sure does have a twisted sense of humor
hoping for the day you won’t separate a woman from a human

outro: simon kaggwa njala
do you perform the natural obligations?

- malcom mufunde yaaduniverse

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