Looks are deceiving
You better take care
Things you think you see
Ain't necessarily there
Don't judge a book by its cover
Or people by their color
Thinking like that ain't gonna get you nowhere
Well my name is Macka B
I got some lyrics to share
I don't follow rumors or the things that I hear
Some people judge people by the clothes that they wear
If you're thinking like that you ain't going nowhere
When I go into a shop the shop assistant stare
While I'm in the shop they follow me everywhere
When I'm trying on my clothes they stay very near
Just because I'm big and I'm black and got my dreadlocks here
And there's a little white girl in there with ribbons in her hair
She looks so innocent holding a teddy bear
They were watching me but they were not aware
She stole it off the shelf and hidden it in her underwear
Looks are deceiving
You better take care
Things you think you see
Ain't necessarily there
They talk about love at first sight
But you know it's just lust
Cause you can't judge a pie by the look of the crust
Now girls you must be careful when you choose a lover
Or you might choose a man who is out of order
When you first meet the man him a Casanova
Him a flash whole heap of money like him big 'bout ya
Him coulda have a gold ring 'pon every finger
Coulda have a gold chain bigger than fi Tiger
What a ting when you find out him a imposter
And him don't have no money him is just a poser
Him tell you he's been to the most expensive hair dresser
When it really was curly perm by him sister
All of the gold ring him lend them from him brother
Him chain woulda turn green if it did touch water
Him move inna your house him turn a loafer
All day long him lay down 'pon your sofa
The only time that him move is when him wanting dinner
If you argue with him him turn a wife beater
So when you choose your honey
Don't bother choose one for money
Try to choose somebody with some personality
Looks are deceiving
You better take care
Things you think you see
Ain't necessarily there
Don't judge a book by its cover
Or people by their color
Thinking like that ain't gonna get you nowhere
I won't change
I'm satisfied with what I am
I'm proud to be a Rastafari African
People might see me and think that I'm a hooligan
But they don't know me and they would be very wrong
Righteousness and godliness that's where I'm coming from
The liberation of every man in every land
If you don't trouble me then I am meeker than a lamb
Trouble me and I will turn into a lion
(Roar!)
Don't trust that youth just cause he's got a three-piece suit
He might look cute but inside he could be a brute
The girl with the smile she might be driving you so wild
But she might have a bite worse than a crocodile
Can't even trust that man who's got that bible in his hand
Cause he might be collaborating with Satan
Check out people when you meet first time and
Give them a chance before you make up your mind
Looks are deceiving
You better take care
Things you think you see
Ain't necessarily there
Don't judge a book by its cover
Or people by their color
Thinking like that ain't gonna get you nowhere
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