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#GRLPWR Greek


you don't wanna cross my bow

or come near my arrow.

if i hear you insult my skill

you'll drop like a sparrow.

 

but words aren't the worst.

it's your eyes that are my concern.

you'd think that a girl with a rifle

you'd respect, but they never learn.

 

i'm not tryna put a ring on it--

i'm  a sworn single lady,

but the boys keep looking,

and their staking skills are shady.

 

They search for "compromising" images--

as if i've ever taken any.

i'm happy just hunting with my girls.

yeah, i'm a babe, but so are plenty.

 

i found that one bloke succeeded:

from the depths and dregs of instagram,

he found a scandalous pic.

he shoulda known i'm more lion than lamb

 

he saw what's not meant for man,

a crime i did not miss.

i set his own dogs on him--

they'll know better than to mess with artemis.

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