Deceitful - Deniro Farrar

See ya later, what she told me

And she hopped out my car

I’m a nigga in my eyes

But to her I’m a star

See I ain’t that type of nigga to go hang at a bar

I hit the hood to buy a sack just twist up a 'gar

Fallin' victim to desires, that ain’t taking me far

What’s the point of being known

If you don’t know who you are?

Shit, I’m just a ghetto baby that’s in search of some love

Only time I hit up on her, is when I want her to fuck

See that pain in her eyes, I be making it rough

She camplain about her job cause she ain’t making enough

Got a baby at the crib, that she don’t even own

They gentrifying the ghetto, now she losing her home

I’m a part of the problem, shit I know that I’m wrong

Got my lady at the crib and she love me to death

I’d took that all for granted, now there ain’t none left

Say I’m gonna make a change, but to my word she deaf

Damn

The most disrespected woman in America, is the black woman

The most un-protected person in America is the black woman.

The most neglected

person in America, is the black woman.

The honorable Elijah Muhammed teaches us

to respect, our women, and to protect our women

We will kill you, for our women

Raised in the hood, but that ain’t your fault

Niggas do the same thing, expecting different results

Definition of insanity, better hope you don’t die

What’s the point of having knowledge if it never applies?

Momma stressin' 'bout them bills, sick of watching her cry

I was born with the guilt, shit I know I’m a leader

What’s the point of having power if you’re hurting your people?

Definition of a nigga, if you’re good or you’re evil

On my seventh lifetime, and I’m fully conscious

Fuck religion cause I feel it apply to conquer

Got corrupted by the street, turned into a monster

Can’t sleep, when you feel that holy spirit haunt you

What’s the point of having love, if you don’t love yourself?

Kept my distance from my feelings, they no longer there

Praying for my innocence, cause now I wantin' them back

But once they’re gone, shit they’re gone

I’m just telling you that, damn

Who taught you to hate yourself

From the top of your head to the soles of your feet?

Who taught you to hate your own kind?

Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to

So much so that you don’t want to be around each other?