MHA Concert

( me: white long hair that reaches my knees, pale skin but not in a bad way, a red dress with red sparkles at the bottom that only goes to my thighs, pinkish red colored contacts, red knee high boots, a red ribbon choker, red fishnet on my arms and legs, and pale lips. ) oh uhhh- 🎶young girl, or a pretty meal? The line is just soo fine. Little red walked out alone, joining the buffet of the night. So the wolves they wait and watch and howl hoping for a bite fresh meat on busy street. The minute you’re out of sight. Little red walked out alone, joining the buffet of the night. Little red she knew these streets, so why should she be afraid? She walks out with a blood red cloak, but reds his favorite shade. You attract the wrong attention wearing colors such as those. Boys will be boys, wolves will be wolves but what does MOTHER knooow, Feed us your girls, the wolves shout ouuuut, feed us the ones with curves the ones without! Feed us your girls, from plate to mouth! Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that mothers not around🎶 ( I sing all of it in on breath between “boys will be boys, wolves with be wolves, but what does MOTHER knoooow.” All the way to “honey you’re the entree when you dress like that and mothers not around.” )

( music playing for like 10 seconds then i start to sing again ) 🎶noon arrives and dinner scraps are on the street from just last night. [music] people whisper “it’s her fault…with a red so very…briiiiiiight” “a silly girl” “a common whore” “someone cover up that sight…no one likes to see leftovers” by the dawning liiiiight. There’s a buffet every night, [my singing starts to get a little faster] little red she knew those woods each tree and every stone. Doesn’t matter either way when there’s a wolf inside your home. You can hear the growling so you throw the dog a bone. [I start to get a little louder and even quicker with my singing and taking less breaths] you’ll catch more bees with honey dear. But what does MOTHER knooooow. Feed us your girls, the wolves shout out! Feed us the ones with curves the ones without! Feed us your girls, from plate to mouth! Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that and mothers not around….[music] little red was not a meal a little girl is not a tease. A cloak in not an invitation for what’s undeeerrneath. Our “no” does not mean “yes” there’s not riddle there’s no test. Blood red cloaks alone at night shouldn’t equuuual death. But the wolves are very hungry gnashing pointed teeth don’t care what the wrappers like it’ll eat you if you breeeath. [I start singing a little faster] maybe it doesn’t matter how we choose to wrap our skin cuz you’d prefer to blame the girl, then deal with you’re own sin. [I start to get quieter] feed us your girls, [I get louder again] the wolves shout ouuut, feed us the ones with curves the ones withouuuut! Feed us your girls, from plate to mouth! [I get quieter again] Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that and mothers not arouuuurnd….🎶

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STICKING OUT YOUR GYAT FOR THE RIZZLER YOUR SO SKIBIDI YOUR SO FANUM TAX I JUST WANNA BE YOUR SIGMA FIMME YOYR GYAT LEMME SLAP IT

Bakugou: W-WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY??

DO YOU WANNA TAKE A LICK FROM THE BIPPER I AINT SCARED OF A PERPETRATOR UR A BITCH AND UR GONNA GET SHIPPED LIKE A PACKAGE FARM A RACK ONCE I GET MY GYAT BACK WHEN YOU MEET ME ON THE STAGE ITS ON FOR GOOD TAKIN UR GYAT IF I AINT GOT A SHOT AT UR MOM IF I AINT GOT A SHOT AT UR DAD ILL TAKE UR GYAT