Search results for 'flat out by savoy brown' Page #4

your falling flat on your back
Comradery lapse when you sat lookin’ like that
Draggin’ a staggering bag of blagger back to his flat
Putting out fires

The Spirit Moves Me

Beck

Stereopathetic Soulmanure

1994

don't need to waste no time
You can call me once a week
Tell me where I been
Phony lady layin' flat on the road
And the helicopter goin' by
And I'm

I hit the road everyday same bounce
Rain, sleet, hail, snow
Know we got it figured out
Get the load for the low in a drought
We don't say shit
Coming

And take a bow
Don't walk away just
Spin around like james brown
This the last show
You know it ain't over till you spin around
And take a bow
They waiting

never get it back
Start your foundation
From the ground up flat
Gotta level out your build
And continue to stack
See the pressure is applied
And the mold

and ran niggaz out of town
I ripped up mics, showin wack niggaz how to sound
Still your essence, was callin
By two gunshots, at close range, your frame had

Bro (Bro)
The NEON iCON album, are you serious?
It finally came out today
Are you serious bro? (What? What?)
Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about

of your empty cot

They claim that it was an accident
Recipient intended by the bullet is irrelevant
Still another brown chest that took the led
The story

wear make-up
She never goes to the toilet
Lumpy pullover, shallow socks, shoes as flat as her hair
Sue Brown don't care

Brand new day in South Close,

porno blow at your flowin'
Freak a funk grind her mad sick I'll be hoein
'Cause black girls know my name (Hey)
I said brown girls know my name (You know

Only Skin

Joanna Newsom

Ys

2006

Heavy and hollow, hit by a brown bird
We stood and watched her gape like a rattlesnake
And paint and labour over every intake

I said a sort of prayer

Right on Time

Willard Grant Conspiracy

Mojave

1999

I've never seen a sky
As flat as this one
As flat as the brown earth
Beneath our feet

I've never seen a horizon
As dim as this one
It's hundred

Cartier's blocking your shade
Pop the trunk get the K out the case
Make two stacks in the trap then I lace
Bought me some heat for my waist
You can tell by my

Dick's Automotive

Rugburns

Mommy I'm Sorry

1995

life on a dirty brown piece of Berber carpet. 
Dick's dentures on the ground chattering. 
His toupee being carried off by the squirrels

flat out
Know we came with that thang
Case we take it that route
I'm just saying what you mean
No more playing around
Whole team getting green
Know

with bars
Listening to 90s rap with the EQ on flat
It still slaps
Then I switch to some trap
By some rappers with commotion
Cuz them Internet explosions

a fixing
Jump out boys looking for flat
Fiends lend me whips just to get it do you get it
All day mixing light and Brown this intersection get litty
Moving

Produced by Cre8 uh, uh, uh
Put him in the air like he flyin'
Fuck a nigga gang shit

Put him in the air like he flyin'
All that cap in his raps, he

things. 
Hanged by the door knob bitch
I don't like that but I feel it in my breasts pride 
in my flat chest there is no shame left 
All pink everything

tired and sharp-worded, she hides
her bad brown tooth behind a wicked
smile, and flicks her ass
out of habit, to fend off the pass
that passes for

When I was a youth, used to think I was a big man
Player in these streets with my boys holding a beer can
Rowdy as fuck, giving out abuse for no reason

high on it's horses
Find me some causes and I'll rhyme about that
Right and wrong can't iron them flat
Writing a song can't fire a mac
Got one eye

every black, brown nigga
Don't know what got into me, you is no Kin to me
Fuck with my entity
Might die, but can't kill off my legacy

Where you at
Lets

crude to refined.
To be more warm-hearted and thoughtful and kind.
cnd that's when I slugged him and laid him out flat!
He learned a new life skill, no