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The gentlemen named Albert Brown
Made Mrs to Audrey kneed down
Proposed and true to his word
Made both them king and queen as crown
Old pictures of black

the hatred all around
Dangerous life
Because I'm brown
I ain't having none of that
I am a survivor of my generation
My people come slave and
To this day man
We

Laying down alone in my bed
Crying maybe but surely I was dying inside
Picturing your pretty brown hair
And your little shining eyes
Remembering

to put aside my pride yea
For you I do it all, i'm talking balls to the wall
No chris brown before we walk we gotta crawl
Only small withdrawals from my

that you are not enough
I know that one day all this shit could turn to dust
Oh please don't let it go
Rest in peace to myself yeah the old me
Keep

Big Butt Betty he could crush you when he doesn't fall
Then they'll see that you've the prettiest guts of all
Rip me, ope me
Stick and choke me

When you were two years old
I looked at you
Brown hair blowing
Over eyes of deep blue
Lifted you up
Sat you down on my knee
And I looked in the eyes

back
From the brown paper bags backpack & the crack
A 40 ounce on ya melon if ya disrespect
When I fuck up sit down write & reflect
The only person that

the billions
You know me living large
Stack couple racks that's facts to me Gideons
Come in automatic run it back get my shimmy on
Rember days when me and all my

them ruin it all
Cause baby when I'am
In your arms the whole
World could fall apart
(I wouldn't fucking mind)

Red lips and brown eyes
Are the reason

Here we go again will it ever change? Ain't my fault well ain't that strange?
You're always the same now, what's it gonna be
You blame all your

Been down for a while now, time go wild
Now I'm suitin' up, probably orange and brown
Doppelganger style, but he's singin' now
No, not that boy

brown
You kiss a poster of Orlando Bloom
Can I be your poster boy
I know I can't compare with all my kiddy toys
But if you let me try, I'll be your action

do it all-day
I'm the man who calls the play
Nothing felt right
Why my white turn to grey

Body feeling young
Investments moving old
Started with

bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be

8 beautiful girls and 1 lone lamb

Still saying that I'm a lose when I already won
Life done knocked me down but I done still made it
And one
Trying

Man I'm glad to be back on the mic man
I know y'all can tell my nose a little stuffed up you hear me
Man I ain't rap in bout' what
Bout' five bout'

that you're not mine
But this love is real
And the way that you make me feel
I don't think I'll be fine
But I'm gonna ignore all the signs
'Cause this

Them man are pretending
All that talk on the net
You know that's selective
We pull up on blocks
And we bend them
Big boy trucks they ain't rented
I'm

life we play like game called "LIFE"
We pick this thing called strife..  cut wit words like knife
Be turning left all day, wishing that things go right-

don't leave me
I want you all to myself
I'm too selfish
I can't see you with nobody else
I'm down on my knees
Beggin' you please
Please don't leave me

When they ask me
Where I'm from
I tell 'em from the v
Although my time in that city
Wasn't comforting
I still got memories
Of all them niggas jumping

stain
And when she teased her panties down
My soul completely left the ground
And with a flit she turned around and said "Good Day"
Tiptoe tappin across

Had a butterscotch Betty the color of Apple Jelly
Light brown, my boy steal em then we switch em out
Scratch the vin number off the we peel out
We drink