No Consequences University

Welcome to No Consequences University,

Where you can rape women and still remain in varsity.

Where you can post a group chat saying, "free pussy,"

But not have one man who remembers in a whole fucking fraternity.

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Welcome to No Consequences Cornell,

Where a woman can have a night turn into the worst fucking hell.

Where she can be raped for seven hours, too drugged to yell,

And has every single perpetrator not even going to jail.

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They instead were sentenced to MLA,

12-point Times New Roman...

Double-spaced, cite your sources,

I hope that makes you learn your lesson.

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Internal investigation,

Only avoids legal obligations,

When your daddies have money,

Accusations can be gone with a couple of donations.

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Hey, Mr. Dean, that's a fancy new Rolex...

Saw your Range Rover in the parking lot and you got some new kicks?

How many rapes did you cover up for your wife's new YSL necklace?

Does she know that you chose luxury over prosecuting rapists?

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I want to start my own college,

Called Consequences Institute of Witches.

Where there's no tuition fee,

And it's a roster full of bad bitches.

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The only men that will be allowed,

Are for the organs used for potions.

We'll put them in the dungeons,

To be snacked on by the roaches.

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Every full moon, we'll sacrifice a rapist to the fire...

We'll cut out his heart and feed him to a funeral pyre.

We'll dance in the blaze of the justice served,

And give women back their voice, just like they deserve.

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Consequences aren't optional in the realm of magick,

Consequences are leopards prowling in the night.

You may not see a jail cell or be tied to a stake...

But karma is a temptress disguised as a saint.

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Justice will put down her scales,

And remove her blindfold in time.

Because it's obvious by the way of men,

That she shouldn't be blind.

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Justice will find you at the edge of despair,

As the tip of a knife or a fall down the stairs.

Maybe you'll find her in a red dress, with smiling crimson lips.

And she'll be the last thing you see as the bloody dagger drips.