Lyrics:
for justice
Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown
And all the young soldiers out there
God help us
Time to take a stand and save our future
Like we all
be told
There'll be those that fret and frown
If you come on home Lisa Brown
Come on home Lisa Brown
You've been ramblin' too long
Lay your head
a good floater
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving down the BQ
When
been alright I miss you a lot though"
Girl: "I really miss you to."
Bobby Brown: "So I'll see you when I get there, alright?"
Girl: "Okay"
forever so don't you leave from right there
Hop in your car tonight (In your car)
I wanna see your pretty brown eyes (Your brown eyes)
Hop in your car
Uh-huh.
Who's that bangin' on the piano? I don't know. You goin' out with
her tonight? You bet yer fur. By the way, where'd ya meet her?
I met
there's nothing we can't do
There's nothing we cant do
I don't care about the miles
When I see you all I see are smiles
I know that we can make it through
sisters taught me
That I still hold on to nowadays
Is that you can show your love just by being there
Turkey chili & brown rice
I've been eating good
That
and the brown
Yo, I love Los Angeles, you can hear it in my music
Plus I got the scars to prove it
And man.. you don't understand what I understand
I'm
all witches in throw'em in ditches
if you front to this you just kit stitches
down with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinz
should I begin trancept by
Welcome, I know you guys are the heads of
You know, your own families, you know
But I brought a few friends
And you know, to let you guys know
When
What are those arts?
Chiefin' on some good herb
Esco fire up
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I'ma pimp
style
And she's holding something heavy
You can tell by her smile
And you know she's really pretty
And she'll suit you just fine
But there's something
rings true
You know who you are, you know what you've been
You know that your feathers tickle-hurt my skin
You know I'm the brown sugar covered with
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
the Benedictine wine, and you didn't save a drop for me!
And there was Brown, upside down
Lapping up the whiskey from the floor
Booze, booze the firemen cried
to the point,
You know with me is where you belong
Now here we are, how did we grow so much apart?
So far from the start
[Amerie:]
Let's cut straight
Dig My Grave
Clint Brown - Sam Nobles -Todd Tilghman
V1
If you’re alive you’re dying
You can’t live this day again
The clock just keeps on spinning
(Who-oo-oo-oo is Mr Brown?)
Mr Brown is a clown who rides through town in a coffin
(Where he be found?)
In the coffin where there is
Three crows
and two inside there
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I want to know now!
He is nowhere
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Verse 1
Girl friend are you with me
shake that thing and get busy ha
say tonight we
you now?
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Mike Brown"
You speak about equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when
and two inside there
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I want to know now!
He is nowhere
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