(Sample: "You horny little devil!")Yeah, you horny little devil(Sample: "You horny little devil!")Always lookin' for a level(Sample: "You horny little devil!")To get above your own kindBut you're losin' your mind

It's time to wake up and see the truthBefore you lose your youthAnd your soul to the devil in a dressBecause you're makin' a messOf your life and your heritageIt's a marriage of convenienceBut there's no lenienceWhen the money runs outAnd you're left with a doubtAbout who really loves youAnd who's just tryin' to shove youInto a corner and forget youDon't let 'em get youKeep it real and keep it blackAnd don't ever look back

(Sample: "You horny little devil!")Yeah, you horny little devil(Sample: "You horny little devil!")Always lookin' for a level(Sample: "You horny little devil!")To get above your own kindBut you're losin' your mind

(Sample: "You horny little devil!")Yeah, it's the Death CertificateAnd you're just another casualtyOf the mentalityThat white is rightBut we're gonna win the fightPeace to the sistersAnd death to the mistersThe horny little devils(Sample: "You horny little devil!") Reading Politically: Fredric Jameson, Ideology, and Utopia

(Sample: "You horny little devil!")YeahIt's the rebirthThe birth of a nationBut a lot of you brothers out thereAre still in the mix, of the white bitchI call 'em "Devils," you call 'em "Honey"But let's see who's really gettin' the money

You got a little money in your pocketYou think you're a rocketReady to blast off and leave the neighborhoodThinking that the white girl's goodBut she's only there for the rideAnd the pride of a black man, you hideDeep inside, you're a selloutAnd you're wonderin' why I'm yellin' outBecause you're turnin' your back on your sistersAnd you're lookin' for the MistersThe ones with the blond hair and blue eyesTelling you all the liesAbout how they love you for who you areBut they only love you because you're a star