Lyrics:
(I be the God)
And broken bottles, all this money that you making
Pop goes the weasel (Pop)
How now, brown cow? My weapons all illegal (all illegal)
a different type
Of chemistry that flairs when her desires on fire quick
Is the fuse another loves for hire
[Chorus: x2]
And she said,
It'll be good if
almost died over some coochie
(Say What?)
Brown skin, it was this cutie
She threw a party at her crib, told me come through but
Dammit, I knew better,
left there to say
Chorus:
Do you hear me?
Can you see me?
Walking down the street watching you
You could help me
But your not looking
I bet you would if
the police today
Just to say hello, â??Helloâ??
My girlfriend has been missing for two weeks
I guess that's what happens when you alk the streets
With a bag
when my Tanqueray's tangy
But I'm a playa, pullin Berry's like Holly
I freak hoes, and freak flows, with no follies
Like the proper brown eps, we're
in the mental real quick
Knahmean, for real let's get it on
(You sufferin from the curse, black people changed for the worse)
[Pop The Brown
on the roster
Bring out the lie detector cause we beez the truth injector
You better watch what you say in my Beretta
Will be used for the first time straight out
a wheeler dealer
Hash brown and wine T-shirts, 9 tracksuit with the black Fila
I didn't never wanna follow others I'm a leader
Say I was a fool but I am
a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say, "Are you married?" We'll say, "No, man
But you can do the job when you're in town"
Later on,
trash!)
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed
your mouth wide, eyes looking all cross eyed
Sitting low on buck hide, steering wheel on the right side
Don't high side when I pass by, toots my horn
trash!)
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed
could tell by her moaning
In the morning in the morning
I know things could get all crazy
But you made it from the hating
I know, I know
Girl you
Some dreams are in the night time
And some seem like yesterday
But leaves turn brown and fade
Ships sail away
You long to say a thousand words
with the fatal shooting by
Police of an un-armed black teenager
The FBI has now opened an
Investigation of the shooting
The shooting of eighteen year
Old
I've been gifted with a chance to be lifted by you
What a lucky girl I am
What a magical getaway
I'm not even the type to be filled with jealousy
GOOD TIMES NOW
(Steve Brown)
You get to work by 6 , there's cars that need a fix
and ya don't know when you'll get home
Got a breakdown sweat
God)
Amen (good God)
Amen (good God)
Amen
Uh, Miss Pretty Wings
Girl, which way you fall from?
With your brown skin, smile sweet like a Cinnabon
like Swarovski
Never needed swag, politics, or paparazzi
I'd rather knock a foxy chick
Pop Gestapo Nazis hot by proxy
I rhymed with the greatest emcees
the liquor talkin’
By the way, don’t text and drive
I mean don’t sex and drive
You know what I’m tryna say
I swear I wanna lay yo body down
That liquor talkin’
Duidelike relationship, just me and my amigo
And this is for the brown vrou, holding down the household
Paid my school fees and brought our clothes how so
You
to live it up.
All in my hands
Say it fits like a glove
Don’t know no hate
Only hearin this love
Won’t be put down
By a couple of
Interlude:
Maybe
a jog and never made it home,
But they say we wrong when it's looting on they blocks.
Rest in peace Trayvon he ain't get shot by a cop,
And that nigga
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