Lyrics:
wood like holly
Dreamt that they shot me
Not by the opps tho
You know how the cops be
Clean i ain’t sloppy
Niggas can’t top me
Yo grind ain’t the same so
statues.
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by.
But a little brown maverick is winkin' her eye. She said
Oh, what a beautiful morning.
I made a mistake
When I gave you away
Of course you ain't mine
But you were for a time
Why didn't you fight
To stay by my side
We let us go
In
place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still
Our troops are marching on and on
The will to fight has stronger grown
She like how I put her in her place, yeah
Fuck all them niggas, they ain't fucking with me
But she fucking with me
I got her shaking, she weak
I eat it
Unjustly. Black people. Brown people. Gay people, straight people. A lot of motherfuckers. And most of all the poor people. So this ones for us. And I ain't
Man, the whole time
I was digging in the gold mine
Chasin women that was so fine
Man I almost did the whole 9
Did the whole 9
Started with brown
It's just one of them nights
Your star is shining and I looked you in your eye's yeah
Pretty brown but I know what you fight inside
It's cold outside
Chiraq
Satan picked a fight then i'ma fight back
Devasted by the fucking past, from the day I lost my Dad
Still a youngen making moves
In this game its
a road trip
Is she white, is she brown? I don't know
But I give her to the whole damn party
We turn up, don't turn down, she'll say now
Remy Boyz
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
no repentance
It can't be forgiven
Performed in a grave yard
I brought em back to livin'
Will they ever give me mine?
It's just a test of time (Cold
we just gone call em urchins
I love the brown liquor
I think it's my elixir
They label me alcoholic but I'm the worlds enigma
I don't drink to get
they will kill and destroy niggas blinded by the greed
The grass ain't always green behind the scene, I bet Lori wanna see Creed best believed, but that
Veuve Cliqout pour champagne out on a island
You know how I eat though exquisite taste Italian dining
Wanna see more don't you slip cause they been
the right time
Don't play about my family I'm gone five yours if u fight mine
Yeah, and that's a fact
Stand right by my brothers c.u.t we never lack
I'm not
you
They say not to question
I got questions too
Life is hard but it was easier with you
Another day goes by
Give me a sign
Tell me what to do
When
Sun is shining on my brown skin, baby, oh
I just want to feel you closer, to touch my soul
Milk first in the breakfast bowl
Then I'm going to reach
is well
Find peace, I space on my dell
On repeat, I scrape out this hell
By the look on your face I can tell
Up all night, I been tired
Won't fight, I
to push
My demons got me on edge
Even tho that I ain't wanted
I been duckin the feds
Cuz
When they see a brown boy popping
They just wanting em dead
And I
out, they said, "Who the hell is it?"
On the mic don't take it light, cause if you bite I'll fight
Don't get mad because your bitch said I sound alright
Here's A REMINDER
Cause I know that they forget I been bunnin up and tunnin up and fuckin up the set
(Cause I don't think they know)
Think they just
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
you get my speech
Can't believe where I'm at, fight to be free
Forget when we accept fight from victory
Hard work and all these L's give me leverage
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