Dear Debra-A Letter To BET

[Intro] [Jasiri X]: So, you know I wanted to write this letter to you. Because I just think that, together it can really be somethin' special. It's not hatin', you know this ain't me tryin' to be overly critical. It's just me pourin' my heart out to you. I just want you to listen [Verse One]: Dear Debra You're giving me the blues mo betta Said that I can flow forever but I ain't got no chedda And we can't go together cause I'm too controversial Plus you said ya time was money like a commercial But my music's universal I didn't mean to hurt you But that's what truth does I did it with true love See I gave you my heart and you said it was irrelevant You said that I was smart but that I was too intelligent I offered you my soul from the start but like the devil did You said it wouldn't rank on ya chart unless I'm selling it You said that you just playin ya part that of the ghetto chick Cause that's who people what you to be That sounds like frontin' to me See to me you're more than something to see Baby you and me could set this whole country free My queen you stepped out of a dream on to the screen Like a vision you was the only one I'd ever seen [Verse Two]: You had religion you was quick to tell em you was Christian But now you hang with gangstas so much you've been imprisoned Have you convinced yourself that that's how we livin'? But life is so much more than champagne sippin' Listen what this isn't is a black male's hate Give me one chance I promise it won't be a hell's date We can go to College Hill or 106 And Park Make love from the sun up till when it get's dark I'll sooth you no matter what level the stress You are a righteous black queen not a hot ghetto mess And yes I believe that you'll switch one day But now you so exposed that I wanna rip the runway And I know they say that you should shake what ya mama gave you But you are a reflection of how ya mama raised you And you get what you give so don't let karma enslave you I'm willin' to campaign like Obama to change you For real [Verse Three]: I'm so serious I'm so sincere Name the place where ever you wanna go I'm their We can go to Rap City I can get us a booth Cause the ones that's there now they don't be spittin' the truth You ask me how do I know the way they living is proof Claimin' they freestylin' what was ghostwritten for dudes I wanna kick it with you I'm on a mission to prove That I'm a honest dude This is not a Comic View See I wanna honor you and give you an award But the ones that sponsor you I wanna give 'em the sword They not fond of you they just wanna get you on board And then they lie to you that's just like pimpin' a whore See they don't care what you mean to me or the community How we can teach the seeds or promote unity They just want coonery more and more buffoonery So they can watch those videos like shake that booty b But I'll never call you out of your name Just consider this a lane to get you outta the game Cause I'll take on all 50 states for you miss Debra And you can call the battle Hip-Hop vs America