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caught it Downbound train.
Too much monkey business and on with Brown eyed handsome man
Roll over Beethoven, try to catch me if you can
So long, Havana
one bag of dope
Oooh! Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you
ain't right, his church ain't right

Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. parks said, "Brother starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red
Tall just my height
Tall brown skin
African decent
So decent
World wide princess
Get down to business
Ain't by the bulls***
Y'all know
Stand up
of them too
Were ushered in by Old Doc Brown
When we made our first debut

Tho' he needed his dimes and there were times
That he'd receive a fee
He'd
eyes
Only Jah you must praise
Strive not with a man without cause
If he have done no harm
Let by gone be by gone

Said I had a close one yesterday
ya know, good always overcomes evil, man, you know
And to all real guys out here, man, that's handlin' ya business
All my brothers, brown, black,
Want to be intellects spew
"There is no God"
Proving themselves fools, liars and frauds
Remnant prays this battle against evil
Against those who perceive
We'll sell you two kinds of red herring,
Dark brown, and ball-bearing.
But yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today."

Yes, we are very sorry
We'll sell you two kinds of red herring,
Dark brown, and ball-bearing.
But yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today."

Yes, we are very sorry
like brown with hopes
Of being close to folk, if you clown ya poked
No joke, murder she wrote, provoke me no a rotty
Be a dead body, it be that dread
We'll sell you two kinds of red herring,
Dark brown, and ball-bearing.
But yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today."

Yes, we are very sorry
A Family of leaches
Lives on my road
And if you ever want to make eye contact
They tell you off just for a joke

You can tell by their features
just run along like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Excuse me sir I says to him, but I thought you was a business guy
I might have a little
or if you're south
You know a change gonna come
Whether by fax or word of mouth
Still a change a gonna come

Meters peaking
Truth is leaking out
to joke n****? laugh when you get blown up (come on) 
See how funny it is when your kids ain't got no father 
'Cause you played it sweet now you floating
walk out empty handed
There ain't no free rides in the land of the stranded
You get no love from the system when your poor
They just keep takin' what
home
To hold the only joy the world did not destroy
A laughing little brown eyed boy she calls her own
Though he leads her by the hand and tries to be
lines, and the enemy is one time 
I ain't gotta tell you 
It's right in front of your eyes 
We wreck the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love 

Milli
By-pass the fake 'cause you know they ain't a friend to you
Taking no losses, remind them who the boss is

Alright baby
Hello, hello, hello again
Guess
A child is born with no state of mind 
Blind to the ways of mankind 
God is smiling on you and He's frowning too 
Because only God knows what
will do you in 
Forgive Forgive Forgive Forgive 
Yeah Yeah Ooo

Three minute kid is here again
Surrounded by three minute friends 
He found someone
rebel in your area
Psychoanalyze this
Then send your forces 'cause now we mean business
You should now bear witness to a new brand of nigga
This nigga is
like brown with hopes
Of being close to folk, if you clown ya poked
No joke, murder she wrote, provoke me no a rotty
Be a dead body, it be that dread
I said no no no I just want someone
That I can talk to
I'll take you just the way you are
Word is bond
Yeah right

Too hot to handle when I was