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Heart racing better stay in your lane
Everybody tried to play me the same
And I never been a stranger to pain
I get too turned up on that brown likka
Yea

forget me
And my brown eyes 
Cause I loved you and I fucked it 
This alcohol has corrupted 
My brain, my thoughts and my process 
So when I drink more, I'm

we speaking real shit facts
Listen
3 years of my life when I had to go back to the land
I was young I ain't wanna understand
Was lied to by my own fam

All me like I'm Drake
I know she good at math 'cuz the way that she give brain
And maybe she just smart enough to help me explain
Why this shit ain't

shy sing out loud
The refrain is John Jacob
His name is my name too
Wake up go three for six before breakfast
That's good brain food
I used to wake up

(yeah) 'cause when you lie, I swear I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (Don't you know I got

a tourist
I cannot fuck with these bitches they boring
Like I am Chris Brown
If it ain’t next to you
I don’t wanna wake up in the morning
I need a bad bitch

Stzywav the tray
Karrueche but I ain't Chris brown
Type of nigga run the town
When you up they want you down
Put her in the feelings now
Light skin bitch I

Shorty bald headed, when it snow she brain freeze
From the bottom, is where I seen the top
Then I said fuck friends man I need the drop
Ride alone by my

Shawty a puta and she trying to be my seniorita
But my heart freezing
Yeah I'm cold like fucking freezer
Brap
Colder than mf snow aye
Bad lil bitch she

Brush off my shoulders Cuz I’m independent
Imu touch down teach her a lesson
Got enough to go around
Guess this my blessing
Call me Chris brown got

rocking
Chris Brown baby be popping
So electric like a guitar stuck in the socket
Got her heart in my pocket
So I'm never gone drop it
Heard your mans

you
Feel like Chris Brown I
Should have kissed you
Tell what the fuck I'm posed to do
I don't wanna be without you
Yeah

(Woah, woah, woah)
All this

Let Da Monkey Out

Redman

Live in Paris

2008

the rhymes through your opti-lens, check it
It's five below, my brain is cold
Runny nose every time Doc exchange a blow
My street team snipe the block up

Ain't nun
It ain't nun
Ain't nun
Smoke by the pound hoe
Hatred got us bound hoe
My VV's astound
up in activist I drown
Might see you when i'm in town

Sunday, ain't nobody tripping at the beach
Nine deuce troops and what
Happened to the movement
And you drive-by shooting, nigga
What is y'all doing?
We

Yellow L 
Chris Kabs 
 
I 
Hope 
You had 
c very very very very yellow summer 
But a very very very very special someone 

I said 
I 
Hope 
You had

Lethal Weapon

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

Why because you froze the moment we met up
And I never run punk, I go head up
I ain't no fool and new jack poppin fake rap
I rap from the heart

Through the power of the purity of one handshake 
Two hearts shaped 
Generation raised elevated up past and beyond the idea of race 

HOOK 2 
You Ain't

this shouldn't be a mystery
We all playing victims in this system fueled on misery
And wtf they drilling for? Overseas killing more
Brown people living

it that you wild and you own it
But I'm wild in the moment
Saying shit I never told you
And we both moving like
It ain't no say so
Caught her by

to me
Rows and rows of faces on the balcony
I can hear them calling down to me
Come up here - set us free
Brown sugar in our brains
Or a dagger in our

bitch tho
Got me stirring up the pot like a mix doe
Light swag but I'm brown like Chris tho
Stay busy but I'm still dropping hits bro
Pockets dry but now

down Chris Brown bowtie

[Cassie:]
I'm a bad bad woman but you already know
I'm hard to handle baby I need a animal
You can't understand it I'm so stupid