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MISS DYNAMITE Miscellaneous It takes more The things that you promote Fighting, violence like you Dont want to grow old You talking so much sex, but You na tell the youths about AIDS And you na tell them Of consequence no You talking like you a G But you killer killing your own Youre just a racist mans fossey Tell me who wants to know What, when, who, where Or how to loose control Bridge: Certainly not me, certainly not Me cos baby, personally I like to be changed mentally Ive heard it all before, gangstas Pimps and ******, quality is Born a girl like me is born Chorus: It takes more (it takes more) To amuse a girl like me So much more (much more) To confuse a girl like me Theyve got you (got you) Cos while your braggin About your badness Youre just avoiding Adding to the real **** Thats happening to us Now who gives a damn about The ice on your hand If its not to complex, tell me How many Africans died? For the bagettes on your rolex So what you pushing a nice car Dont you know theres No such thing as superstars We leave this world alone So who gives a **** About the things you own BRIDGE CHORUS Now I can sit and chat And spit about how I sex But my business is my business I got self respect I could talk bout my press Could pimp mans dough Get the keys to his ride And his home But I looked it up and that would Make me a ho, little sisters Now I really got to let you know Real woman aint sexing for no Mans dough, real women work Hard to make their dough We can all chat bout gats and Blacks on blacks and force the Hypes and all the stereotypes We use to watching that aint What Im here for Show them to think higher And aspire to be more CHORUS *2 |
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