The Game Of Love
Youngbucks nowadays got the game f**ked up. They assume every woman is a hoe. Now look, I'll be the first to admit that the world runneth over with hoes, whores, skeezers, sluts, tramps, trollops, harlots, wantons, filles de joie, strumpets, streetwalkers, hookers, sluts and Miley Cyrus, but hidden among the crows are genuine, beautiful women with morals, ethics and a big heart. And when you find such a woman, it's important you talk to her correctly.
Admittedly, I don't always follow what I preach. I'm a very temperamental and almost-bipolar cat daddy with more mood swings than a pregnant woman craving pickles and peanut butter. Yet, I consider myself a progressive, in that I always seek to progress forward in life by acquiring more knowledge and, more importantly, fixing my inequities. That said, I apologize to those females who I, in haste, falsely judged and then disparaged with piggish remarks.
Thus, I want to present the lyrics to "Talk To Her," a song I learned about from my ex-girlfriend, Erica Williams.
Peep REAL GAME, kids:
[When you talk to her talk to her
Like you'd want somebody a
Talk to your mama
Don't get smart with her
Have a heart to heart
With her just like you
Would with your daughter
Cause everything you do or say
You got to live with every day
She's somebody's baby
She's somebody's sister
She's somebody's mama
Now when you go to her
Speak truthfully
Honest as you can be, from your heart
You're in a situation
But you're losing patience
Take your time and look her in the eyes
When you just can't find the words you want
And it's hard to reach a point
Where you both can understand
Don't just tell the truth
But tell the whole truth
It'll make a better man out of you
When you talk to her talk to her
Like you want somebody a
Talk to your mama (Don't get smart)
Don't get smart
With her, Have a heart to heart
With her, just like you would
Would with you daughter
Cause everything you do or say
You got to live with everyday
She's somebody's baby
She's somebody's sister
She's somebody's mama
It doesn't matter if
She's wearing mini a skirt or business suit
Whether she's twenty-five or ninety-nine
Treat her the way your mama taught you too
She could be the queen of Sheba, she could be a school teacher
A homemaker or lawyer
I think it's good for your karma
If when you talk to her
When you talk to her talk to her
Like you want somebody a
Talk to your mama
Don't get smart with her
Have a heart to heart with her
Just like you would
Would with you daughter
Cause everything you do or say
You got to live with everyday
She's somebody's baby
She's somebody's sister
She's somebody's mama
Now let's keep it real
Nothing in the world will ever exist without the opposite
There has to be a sun and a moon
A man and a woman
And that's just the way it is
Humanity excited
And everybody's fighting
How do we restore the peace
Mama Earth is hurting
And everybody's searching for that feminine energy
You gotta talk to her
When you talk to her talk to her
Like you want somebody a
Talk to your mama (Watch your mouth, yeah yeah)
Don't get smart with her have a heart to heart with her
Just like you would
Would with you daughter
Cause everything you do or say
You got to live with everyday
She's somebody's baby
She's somebody's sister
She's somebody's mama
When you talk to her talk to her
Like you want somebody a
Talk to your mama
Just like you'd fight for your sister
If you knew that someone dissed her
How you gonna care for your daughter
Turn around and talk bad about her mama
Same way you listen to your auntie
Never interrupt while she speaks
Make your words sweet like candy
As if you were talking to your granny yeah
If you really love her then (say so)
And If you really need her then (say so)
You Love the way she thinks (say so)
You love the way she speaks (say so)
When you need some good conversation (say so)
Say so (say so)
If you want her in your life (say so)
You want her to be your wife (say so)
Tell her she's your best friend (say so) (alright)
You'll be there to the end (alright)(say so)
If you're thinking about leaving (say so)
If you wonder where she going (say so)
If you need to be with her (say so)
You just want to be with her (say so)
If you love her hair (say so)
If you want her there (say so)
Tell me if you really want her (say so)
You wanna slap her down (say so)
Say so...
Laughing...
If you like her loving
You wanna feel her hugging
To fade...]
Double Standards
Double standards litter the game of love like cigarette butts. Men must possess a perfect face and maintain 6-pack abs and hard pectorals, not to mention a rock-hard ass and a tough, emotionless exterior. Yet, women are permitted to let their bodies fall to total disrepair. Meanwhile, they lace the world with endless emotional rants and scowl at the few men who genuinely care about them. SMH.
Everyday I see the ugliest, out-of-shape women excel at love, as men stumble over themselves to lavish these ladies with love galore. At the same time, emotional men, as well as those whose bodies look like refrigerators, get flung aside day in and out, as these same women, whom themselves suffer from countless inequities, deem these men to be unworthy. Is this not a double standard?
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PS
2Pac knew much about the Heartz of Men, but he clearly didn't know jack shit about the heartz of women, and yeah, tHa AlMiGhTy SaNdNiGa -- aka Ghandi's Discipline -- done said it:
"Finger tips on the hips as I dip, gotta get a tight grip, don't slip
Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip
I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking
Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching
Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn
Now we all alone, why the lights on?
Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft
Something's on your mind, let it off
You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me
Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me?
It's a lot of real G's doing time
Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie
You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly
You need to hit the door, search for a new guy
Cause I only got one night in town
Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down?
I get around"
SMH.
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I'm up out this. 1.
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