Lyrics:
know no fuckin' lessons?
(Number two, the snake)
Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than the deep blue sea
Badder
so how the fuck I get clapped?
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That
The f*ck is you saying
Shawty in Love
She say she a fan
She say she engaged
Get back to yo mans
The f*ck is you saying
The f*ck is you saying
The f*ck is
the way.
Oh, this is as far as we got last time
But if we go just another mile we will surface surrounded by grass & trees & the fly-over that takes
black and brown
You'll start questioning what's a fact...jack
Unless someone tells you the earth is flat
But, I want to spread the news
Yeah, man, there's
favorite song
Say play some Dennis Brown, play some Bob Marley
Play some Gregory Issacs, even Sugar Minott, wow!
Play some Loving Paupers, ya know, ya!
Play
Duplex to nice cul de sac
I don't take it for granted
Growing up impressed by kitchen islands made of granite
Or was it marble
First pack I stole was
And I'd die for my niggas, but never no hoe
So you know that the life I lead is twice your speed
A brown skin mami, that's the wife I need (uh huh)
Light
see
It's about three US soldiers they
Call the "Fort Hood Three"
First, Pvt dennis Mora
He hails from New York town
A good student in Spanish Harlem
spirit
Guess who's back to attack the wack rap
In fact, we here to unpack all the bags of the seeds
No flax, but indeed to attract the black and brown
29 years is a long, long time
To be in this prison
When there ain't no crime
Well every move's a betrayal, every move's your loss
But I can
crash Bandicoot
The like damn the goose
You don't want a band to do
Then yeah I got a plan and your
Man is what you plan to lose yup
Yeah I swear I
That ain't no real relationship, that's your imagination
Silence is deafening, we don't hear you talking
You think it's golden? That ain't wealth you
fucked up
Everytime we turn around
Got another Mike Brown
Police know they fucked up before the body hit the ground
Body cams all around
No justice to be
Baby I want you to be closer
Don't want to be from you no more yeah
I see you on my shoulder
Go head make yo body roll oh yeah
Baby I want you to be
brown just like me, then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a fat ass raise, you still a nigga
You from the islands and your peoples wasn't slaves, you
To deal with I guess it’d be easier to settle things
By placing my island within your quarrels and enemies
Because you’re privileged?
Motherfuck your
earthworm demeanor (no it isn't)
My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz and I was born in Long Island, New York
Seventy Six, before Graham and after Chris... OK
In
heart a beat rapid)
(shags man and the gold mine pon a different tip)
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind
(this is what you call a dance hall
at the mall, shoot hoops too
Whole crew rockin' suit's made by Bruce Bruce
And my wood wheel is a blue spruce
(It's a blue spruce)
Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me?
'bove my head
Well take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by
'bove my head
Well take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by
crampin' my style tho'
There is no other place I'd rather be
Than here with you, (here with you)
Adumaa'dan l'omo melanin poppin'
You don dey make a n*gga
Ooh oh, hey
Hey, oh-oh, hey
He comes from a foreign place
An island far away
Intrigues me with every move
Til' I'm breathless, I'm helpless
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