| NOT YOUR AVERAGE BLONDS written by C. Campbell people say that we have more fun that we�re stupid and oh-so dumb I know that we don�t contradict it at times I know we act like we have such simple minds just because we are what we are doesn�t mean we won�t get far we have feelings, emotions too and one day we�ll show you� chorus we�re not your average blonds we�ll make it big if we want to we�re not average at all we know what we wanna do cuz we�re not your average blonds we�ll find a way to prove to you we�re not average at all someday you�ll know it�s true don�t think I�m ditsy, that I�m an idiot cuz I don�t have to take your shit I may look stupid, but, hey so do you it was a mistake when your parents made you chorus some people they love to hurt our feelings saying we�re not real, we have no meaning but it�s a lie and you know it deep inside that you wish you were blond like her and I chorus one day we�ll show you someday you�ll know it�s true one day we�ll show you, we�ll show you who we really are THESE BE REAL, YO written by C. Campbell I hate looking in magazines these days because all I see is bimbos on the pages they're all 5 foot 9 with the perfect hairlines and the same little smile on their faces so maybe I don't have the perfect bod-y but I make with what I have, can't you see I'm a real woman, gonna make it if I can and this is all I really need chorus these be real, yo and you can't deny what you already know deep down inside no matter what you say you can't be like me so don't try to be tough, act all rough just because you're jealous of me because I'm real all I see is blondness on MTV and women stuffin' their bras with fals-ies tryin' to look full, break all the rules but they are nothing like me chorus (2x) don't need silicone don't need to be a clone to make my way, no cuz these be real, yo INTERLUDE ~ GHETTO ROOTS written C. Campbell (spoken) let's go back, way back to the days of yesteryear there was you, there was me there was Justin T so you're wonderin' how I be so fly and just who I get my crack from to get high look no further than the pop scene and I'll tell you just how we's came to be we was chillin', lookin' for a killin' sudden-ly, there was me, you and Justin T and there we all be so hap-happily he passed us, yo, some ebonix cards (NO!) 'n we started gettin' weak learnin' how to speak oh so freak-y we're goin' back, way back to yesterday, back in da hood just you and me and Justin T rememberin' our ghetto roots yeah |
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