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father named Clarence Brown from a small town called Orange Walk, in 99 I heard the river flow can still feel you uplift my soul, standing next to my pops

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The Gift

Lloyd Cole

Live at the BBC, Vol. 1 [Lloyd Cole]

2007

a whisper, "I wanted to!" Now she was laughing very loudly.

It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office rang
The doorbell

The Gift

The Velvet Underground

Peel Slowly and See

1995

was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office rang
the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. When Marsha Bronson

U.B.R. (Unauthorized Biography of Rakim)

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

was unauthorized
I spit it how it was given to author nas
William changed his name at sixteen to rakim allah
Cause clarence 13x had new york on lock

like Clarence Carter baby (I Be Strokin')
And you like, "Oh my God", I got you soundin' holy
I got a s-s-surprise. yeah that right there is golden
So

to slow down 'round brown weed
Brown fiend, you got a change?
'Fore I end up like Clarence Weatherspoon
Niggas better read the room or get canceled like

Pac this that ghost flow
We pass on licks
Will pass my bitch before I
Will pass the dutch
Disrespect you'll see tecs
UPS might package ya
Love a brown

From the cane fields to the mulga
From the oceans to the bush
I love to travel this vast brown land
We simply call, just OZ
Her high green plains,

I remember how much blood dripped from the coffee table
So please, please don't bring mamaw

I still want to keep our family ties,
Uncle Clarence

Give me some Brown Sugar
Mustang Sally, Kodachrome
When I hear this music
I feel it in my soul I’m home
Rick Hall and the Fame Gang
Put that studio

streaks
Nice Joker, RIP to the Heath
Charlie Brown, I be givin em grief
Now, all I ever hear is a queef
Pescatary but i dabble with beef
Nor would bitch

spot
When I get bread we eat, that's wheat, while you wonder
Don't come close or I'm pulling heavy shit out like a plunger
& my rhymes like Clarence

Cookies in the oven, dope in the crockpot
At the crack, trap spot beating like a boombox
Brown and the white like a moon pie
My young nigga hang in

and Clarence Thomas on my worst, but even my worst doesn't erase the supreme of my being
I'm B. B. King on Saturday night and Martin Luther King on Sunday

and came back with some shit,
Call it yayo, and the other shit just call it brown,
Some fools lay it down, then act a clown,
Call me sousa, I toss a, bird in

James Baldwin
Malcom X Martin Luther King Jr Clarence 13X
Maya Angelou Ray Charles, Minister Farrakhan 
John Cochran Stokely Carmichael, Emmett Till

these translucent walls only see the outside
And I choose plain sight
I'm good at wearing masks, plus it's easier to hide
Brown water in my flask, guess