Correction Lyrics Never Loved You by K-Rino

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Question of the day
Do opportunity Present themselves?
Or, is it our responsibility to create opportunities?
Either way, when it's there we gotta get it

Fool, she never loved you
You in denial but the truth is creeping on ya
Anytime you question the actions she call the people on ya
The stench coming from her dress is a deep aroma
Pay attention to what I'm leaking on ya
Fool, she never loved you

Can't spot and detect what human obstacles lie next
Impoverish projects, no possible prospects
Taking steps in the heaven is where we rather be preferably
'Cause you kept us inept and stripped of the barest necessities
Still unable to enterprise cause entry has been denied
Many inner city vicinities have been gentrified
We're living empty lives, no one's temped to empathize
Unless they're incentivized, our image is minimized
People who can't afford it trying to score with the lottery
Our stores are so obviously in the poorest of quality
Closet leaders trying to feed us these ridiculous novelties
While we gravel trying to make them reconfigure their policies

Fool, she never loved you
But you still begging her to be with you
Crying for her even while seeing how bad treated you
Gave her all you had, fought for her when she needed you
Pay attention to what I'm teaching you
Fool, she never loved you
You in denial but the truth is creeping on ya
Anytime you question the actions she call the people on ya
The stench coming from her dress is a deep aroma
Pay attention to what I'm leaking on ya
Fool, she never loved you

Say, You gave her all that you ever had
Thought that you would never ever be repping a better flag
She looked at you and laughed took everything in the bag
Made you work for what was yours without knowledge to do the math
Nah, do the math, ain't no love for the colored crew, nah
1 plus 1 don't equal 2 if she don't f**k with you
And if she does, she only want what you got
She's a vulture for the culture cause she know that you hot
Thicken plot just a tad bit, the things she won't admit
But dress it up real nice that's the traits of a bad b*t*h
But pardon my mad French cause she makes me hysterical
I wanna slap her mama just for naming her America

She promiscuous, but she gone off the door, highest of Biders
But regardless how much paper you make to her, you're a n***a
Trying to tell her that you love her but love don't live in her heart for ya
Whisper sweet ass nothings and fill you with empty promises
For centuries, all throughout history she been killing sh*t
Literally, treat you like sh*t but still you okay with it
Marching and protest in the street and hoping that she make a change
All she do is laugh in your face and serve you another slain
Politicians and the court houses [?] she got away
Everything with my pigmentation gotta stay up in its place
Better go contest, remember what she did to Martin and Malcolm X
When you're black in America, you're hunted, which one of us next

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