There Ain't Nothin' Like A Black Woman.

If You Can Make It Through The Night, There's A Brighter Day.

I Am Being Ripped Off, Because I've Never Lied To The Press. Just As Much Truth I Bring To My Work, A Journalist Should Bring That Much Truth To Their Work.

I Heard A Rumor I Died, Murdered In Cold Blood Dramatized, Pictures Of Me In My Final State, You Know Mama Cried, But That Was Fiction, Some Coward Got The Story Twisted, Like I No Longer Existed, Mysteriously Missin', I'm Known Worldwide Baby, I Ain't Hard To Find.

My Raps Are A Decision, Rabble Rousing, Spiritual, Like Gospel Music. I Don't Want To Dance. We Have So Many Things To Deal With, We Need To Talk Straight Up And Down.

I Feel Like Role Models Today Are Not Meant To Be Put On A Pedestal. But More Like Angels With Broken Wings.