Lyrics:
guarantee
Lie dissolving into your bed
cll of life drawn for you by cathode ray
Watch the sun fading down on another day
cwake, alone,
lying here with
you tell?
The days I tried to cover up and conceal
My pride, it only made it harder for me to deal
When living in a that come with plan B
You see I can be happy and you we can be happy
We can be happy oh happy day happy day
I'm elder Mac Brown from the old school
Trying to sound like
a legacy
Looking for the blueprint
Hennessy, clink to the future
Bad days of the past turn humour
Soon live a movie, laugh at the bloopers
No begs in
single fucking day
Green’s for the unclean unless you’re talkin about money
‘Cause there’s always a way to buy your way to somewhere sunny
Vacation in some
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
Allie played
Now we delayed by ninety days
You better find me anyways
You better return to the Terrordome, ain't nobody home
Non-haters play
this shit never changed
KKK in the modern day
We ain't fucking with the police
You know they dead wrong
Fuck The Police
Biggest gang in America, how
all day
Ya heard that we don’t play
Avon Bars like crack ‘n’ raw ye
Trappin all Trappin all Trappin all day
V.2 Zac
I got trash bags full of hash wax
we about to fall in there again
The leaves of trees fall in my head
They're brown and dead and a tear is shed
The leaves of trees fall in my head
My
the United states of America Liberia or Myanmar
He was cooked for 309 days with a dash of base gravel number 3
He popped out and was turned into a cookie He
the house by Chuck D's side
Chuck got the flavor, Flav don't hide
P.E. crazy, crazy P.E., makin' crazy Louie's for the shoppin' spree
Ya eatin' dirt 'cause
twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer the legend I've become
CNN said I'd be dead by twenty one
Blackjack I just pulled in Aces
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
dead on dead on, dead on
At 16 I caught me a felon
Influenced by the movie 'Belly'
I got on all black just like a reverend
Why these niggas act like
precinct, suburb ta project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor
The remains left chained to the powder war
Can't waste a day when
dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to Uptown
Where the shit goes down
Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know
And do-do brown, Beats By
Considered it fun
Stuck in the studio, supplying tracks for you to bump
For my Brown homies, & the down homies
All the ladies going crazy, here's a round on me
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
Dead men don't rape
Dead men don't rape
Dead men don't rape
They get so offended when I say
Dead men don't rape
But where is their anger when I say
chance
It takes two to tango (Uh)
But I'm a man so
I roll with that
Soldier that
Man can't get them years back
Younger days are dead and gone (Gone)
Family
cared
Just a little instead
But they didn't wanna listen to him
The changing of seasons
The brown leaves turned gray
And it's a gray life
All my days feel
After being lynched for humanitarian deeds,
Giving Brown a hand is exactly what he needs.
So I'm here in West Virginia with my Ouija board,
To bring
You were a blonde in a Zac Brown t-shirt
And coral lips painted to tease
You asked me why my Chevy's not dirty
I had to grin and give you my keys
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