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the things that you promote
fighting, violence, like you
don't want to grow old
you talkin so much sex,
but you na tell the youths about aids
and you na tell them of
consequence, no
you talkin like you a GP
but you a killer killing your own
you're just a racist man's fossey
tell me who wants to know
what, when, who, where
or how you lose control
certainly not me, certainly not me
'coz baby personally
i like to be challenged mentally
i've heard it all before
gangstas pimps and whores
quality is poor
a girl like me needs more

it takes more (it takes more)
to amuse a girl like me
so much more (much more)
to confuse a girl like me
they've got you (got you)
'cos while you're braggin bout your badness
you're just, avoiding, adding
to the realness that's happening to us

now who gives a damn
about, the ice, on your hand
if it's not to complex
tell me how many africans died
for the bagettes on your rolex
so what you pushing a nice car
don't you know, there's no such thing
as superstars
we leave this world alone
so who gives a shit
about the things you own

certainly not me, certainly not me
'coz baby personally
i like to be challenged mentally
content's insignificent
and it don't help to pay my rent
it's pure negativity that you
impose on we

it takes more (it takes more)
to amuse a girl like me
so much more (much more)
to confuse a girl like me
they've got you (got you)
'cos while you're braggin bout your badness
you're just, avoiding, adding
to the realness that's happening to us

now