Sistas these Days
Sistas these days tell me whats goin on
What are all us young bruvas out here doing wrong?
Beautiful, intelligent and proud to be it
But you look right on past us and treat us like shit
Today Im too dark, tomorrow too thin
So, whats your perfect image of black man then
Sistas these days seems like you dont have time
To get to know a bruva better, find out whats on his mind
What is your rush to know whats inside of our jeans?
Ask about our ambitions, our interests, our dreams
Whys the nucleus of your thoughts how far we will go?
Youll just have to wonder what youll never know
Sistas these days tell me whats goin on
Everything we do right you tell us its wrong
The words that we speak are foreign words to your ears
You ignore all our cries, disregard all our tears
Never once an attempt to help heal our pains
But quick to call us silly, loud, and insane
Sistas these days, why do you cause so much pain?
When alone youll say I love you, but in a crowd dont know our name
Acknowledge us when its convenient, then ignore us all the same
Think its cute to be an asshole, think its cute to play these games
Call everyday, then skip two weeks
While youre inconsistent, we feel incomplete
Sistas these days tell me why youre so scared
To prove to us bruvas you love us and care
Why cant you embrace us and share all your love?
Is our dedication to you not enough?
Sistas these days tell me how you deny
A love thats so genuine, pure and refined
A kiss thats so tender and sweet to the taste
A touch to chill your body from your feet to your face
What is it you search for that we cant provide?
What is it were lacking to be by your side.....
Dag,It felt good to hold her like a lover tonight and have her dump a ton of stuff on the table. I'm pissed that she was hurt by some scandalous fatherf*cker who just wanted to "hit that" and leave. It's strange to have a close friend become something more. I really hope I don't fuck this up!
Sistas these days tell me whats goin on
What are all us young bruvas out here doing wrong?
Beautiful, intelligent and proud to be it
But you look right on past us and treat us like shit
Today Im too dark, tomorrow too thin
So, whats your perfect image of black man then
Sistas these days seems like you dont have time
To get to know a bruva better, find out whats on his mind
What is your rush to know whats inside of our jeans?
Ask about our ambitions, our interests, our dreams
Whys the nucleus of your thoughts how far we will go?
Youll just have to wonder what youll never know
Sistas these days tell me whats goin on
Everything we do right you tell us its wrong
The words that we speak are foreign words to your ears
You ignore all our cries, disregard all our tears
Never once an attempt to help heal our pains
But quick to call us silly, loud, and insane
Sistas these days, why do you cause so much pain?
When alone youll say I love you, but in a crowd dont know our name
Acknowledge us when its convenient, then ignore us all the same
Think its cute to be an asshole, think its cute to play these games
Call everyday, then skip two weeks
While youre inconsistent, we feel incomplete
Sistas these days tell me why youre so scared
To prove to us bruvas you love us and care
Why cant you embrace us and share all your love?
Is our dedication to you not enough?
Sistas these days tell me how you deny
A love thats so genuine, pure and refined
A kiss thats so tender and sweet to the taste
A touch to chill your body from your feet to your face
What is it you search for that we cant provide?
What is it were lacking to be by your side.....
Dag,It felt good to hold her like a lover tonight and have her dump a ton of stuff on the table. I'm pissed that she was hurt by some scandalous fatherf*cker who just wanted to "hit that" and leave. It's strange to have a close friend become something more. I really hope I don't fuck this up!