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someone like me,
Who'll love you endlessly.

(T. GRAHAM BROWN)
Baby, your headed for a brand new heartache, 
Don't go out with him.
The fire
(laughing)

Graham: Fine fine you attack the darkness there's an elf in front of you.

Picard: Whoa! That's me right?

Graham: He's wearing a brown tunic
(laughing)

Graham: Fine fine you attack the darkness there's an elf in front of you.

Picard: Whoa! That's me right?

Graham: He's wearing a brown tunic
Well, poor old Brown now has trouble with the gout,
He grumbles in his little parlor when he can't get out
Oh and when I make a purchase, lord, and she
with pretty brown eyes
Bad girl hypnotize me when she [unverified] at me and smiled
And I can't get her out of my mind, no

Every time I close my
the fireplace, take a look 'round
We won't stay out late 
It's not what you think
I promise I won't make a move 
I'm over you by now

Meet me tonite
man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up

[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Just as I walked away,
I turned to hear you say:
(Spoken) "The words nearly got carried away by the wind.
 Of that, I can make out this much."
money, that i.r.s can tax money you dig me

Just made a hundred of that brown paper bag money
I thank god for the meal he prepared for me
Taking my fam
know that I know
Can you hear him

The promises he makes
Said we'll be together for always
He's such a liar
Then he goes out to burn me

My oh my
How can
invented a tube
He was sad because it sprung a little leak
He said, "Darn it, when I hold my tube on a piece of paper,
The ink leaks out and makes
of doom was ringing in my head
Get up fella, and don't make no fuss
Put your clothes on, you gotta come with us.

To cell number seven
Cell number seven
Tell me they're no good liars
Don't make me play your pathetic fool
Baby, show me that old desire

After you came in late last night
You said you'd
about
Don't leave me standing
On the front porch baby
Makes me feel like I'm selling something
Ask me in - let it all hang out
people, I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls
talkin' about
Don't leave me standing
On the front porch baby
Makes me feel like I'm selling something
Ask me in - let it all hang out
take your body higher
Cause if it don't then I know you're a liar

Don't lie, you want some love that will make you cry
17 tongues licking from
the water looks like jewelry
When it's coming out the spout
And nothing could make me feel better
Than a wet kiss on the mouth
Fake I.D.'s and honeybees
know you ain't a liar
But you don't tell the truth
And you're walkin' on a wire
Wearin' someone else's shoes
You're handing out misery
Ill be the first
that makes me cry
No wonder
No one ever knows my name

Beaten up a lot by everyone

Liar I got better gold than you
(In reality that's not the way things
getting by ya
Always keeping you on the wire
Takin you higher - call me a liar
But you won't cause you're feeling inspired
Work we're going to , jerk
how I am
It's called the Brown Crowd the life of this Mexican

-Chorus 2x-

::verse 3::
Back with verse three so let me kick it
I'm gonna make it quick
If you are trying to interpret me 
You're trying to put me down, you'll see 
The dreams I have, you do not know 
Don't make me the scapegoat
Which I had to climb before I reached the fountain

If life is a riddle then riddle me this
The blood tasted sweet as it passed by my lips

Don't, don't
walked out any time you wanted but face it you
Didn't have the courage
I guess that makes you a full time hypocrite or some kind of
Twisted dilettante