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The Scott Wesley Brown Collection (Scott-Wesley Brown) · The Scott Wesley Brown Collection (Scott-Wesley Brown) · A Day to Remember: Instrumental Music for Your Wedding Day (The O'Neill Brothers) · Wedding Day Anthem (This Day): Variations (Mary Jane Alm) · Wedding Tracks: Wedding Processionals and Recessionals - Traditional [Instrumental] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Wedding Tracks: Wedding Processionals and Recessionals - Contemporary [Instrumental] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Ultimate Wedding Collection [Includes Wedding Etiquette Booklet] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Beautiful Wedding: Jazz for the Wedding Dinner (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Classic Wedding: The Ultimate Collection for a Perfect Wedding (Eduardo Marturet) · Three Classic Albums Plus (52nd St Scene/Tony Scott In Hi-Fi/the Touch of Tony Scott) (Tony Scott) – and 90 other albums »


Caught up in the grimy shit
Finding two days later a murder and we got to make this flight shit
It was a Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda
We
Caught up in the grimy shit
Finding two days later a murder and we got to make this flight shit
It was a Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda
We
of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on
By then the day was gone
How dare this nigga even think that he could take us on
Smoke
a lover
Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T
I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me
This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"
Number one, was "Poetry" you
the era of the chocolate types 
Like your Bobby Brown, Aaron Hall and Wesley Snipes 
Including myself in the cipher the Big Daddy Kane is a part of it
I'm KRS and we get ill
Dj Scott Larock got his own beat
The extravagant life is what we seek
I will tell you like this cos I know for a fact
I will
stay in the street news
Some said all they want to do is battle
They can't write a song, so their careers won't last long
Around this time I used to hang
the grass is green
Pretty soon I'll be so lonesome I could cry
But that's a song for another time
Yeah, that's a song for another time (brown eyed girl
Wesley Snipes, and new jackin like 

Nini Brown 

Puttin suckas in fear 

Lettin ya know Big Boy is the nigga in charge over here 

I'm buying new
day
I hope you like it

[Chorus]
Roses are red, and violets are blue
Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you
Boogers are green, and doo-doo is
any disease
And ain't no police and no felonies
Bill Clinton smoke crack not Marrion Barry
O.J. keeps his dough, Mumiet is let go
Divine Brown da movie
dirty feet on the ground 
She shuts her eyes and wonders if this is a mistake 
Now she's gone from the warmth of her little boy days 
And still...
Wesley Sniped
So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin'
You ain't never gon' get on so stop rappin'
H2O comin' this summer so stop askin'
Wesley Sniped
So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin'
You ain't never gon' get on so stop rappin'
H2O comin' this summer so stop askin'
this all the time at the past, no doubt about that
A 1969 vintage bottle of red wine in my hand
Who is that by the checkstand?
With the tall brown tan
[Intro]
What's goin on world?
It's Pop Da Brown Hornet
Chillin wit Black, Blackstreet, Chauncey
This song is dedicated to, inspired by
Brother
around, agarren la onda and be proud to be brown.


And this is going out to all the lovely ladies, cuz u always look so fine, pretty lady please dont
weak,
and my faith was never stronger
The trailing skirts of God
Have passed on by

But oh how I cling on
Cos it's been a rich seam of song
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time
my life
I don't even know who song this is [Obie Trice]
Bitch, Bizarre don't give a fuck about no hip hop
At my release party in a pink tank top in
all the land
I smell the sweet scents of papaya and lime
I smell the ocean breezes, the salt
And my mind is captivated by your big brown eyes
Which
Davis, that Bitches Brew, that "beeeyatch" said by Playboy Too

This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
This is sanctified sex, this is
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait