[Intro: Farmer Vish] Susan B. Anthony, Lucretia Mott Elizabeth Cady Stanton That's alot of women to roast Straight k**ers from the coast East side reppin young Vish, I, Neemus With the dose [Verse 1: Farmer Vish] First we start off with Susan Your newspaper got me snoozin' "The Revolution" it was callled It got all my boys appalled You want to vote Not gonna happen I'm spitting fire Just like a dragon Seneca Falls 1848 You set up an event On this date You called it a convention Laugh out loud Your hopes so high They in the clouds We done with you On to the next Lucretia you're up Against the best! [Verse 2: Bad Boy i] Yo it's me, Bad Boy i What a time to be alive To be a guy, To be so fly My flow is so hot It's mid-July You old hag Named Lucretia Your skin looks like I tried to crease ya 1840 Started your flight Hope's so high Get off your flight Declaration of Sentiments How do I put this delicate? You copied the Declaration of Independence Now I'm done With my part Finna cop some J's Call me Paul Blart Vish take it away [Verse 3: Farmer Vish] First of all Your name's so long I tried saying it I was talking lifelong This ain't ping pong No back and forth Just me k**ing You're running back and forth They call you Prezi Of the NWSA About to present this rap to Mr. Keahey