Lyrics:
Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said, "Little boy, I'm gonna make you a man"
Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I
brown mav'rick is winkin' her eye.
Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day.
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'erything's goin' my way.
hearted we destroyed for a lack of knowledge
Said come out of her MY people but will you hearken
Narrow and strait the few that find It is the oligarchy
and celly's
Us dollar, ain't worth what it's printed on,
Backed by the pentagon, sounds like babylon,
So I babble on, some of us stuck
In them
dressed their summer clothes
I see them strolling by, my happiness ?
Turn it black
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I said I know baby
Everything is black I know
Ooh, are those snowflakes, this far south?
Ah, it's Christmas, come on
Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?
In the lane, snow is glistenin'
against my brown skin yeah
Need some every now and then
Where are your people from? Maybe Mississippi or an Island
Apparently your skin has been kissed by
red brick flats
There is enough, the law is carved in granite
There is enough
It's been shaped by wind and rain
There is enough
White law could
though it may not bring mass appeal
Your opinion is yours, my opinion is mine
If you don't like what I'm sayin'? Fine
But don't close it, always keep
deserves a crown
But where is it now
Momma listen
[Chorus]
Senorita I feel for you
You deal with things that you don't have to
He doesn't love you I
protesting, unity is a blessing
So it's time we come together, use our voice as a weapon
I am Michael Brown, 'cause I stand for what he stand for
News say we're
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
am
Quick to slay with the rectifier shit, caught by the ricochet nigga
"I got to know"
One of these days and it won't be long (that's what you
What is there to write? What is there to say?
Same things happen everyday, not a thing to write, not a thing to say
So I take my pen in hand
and just trying to do what I feel is right
[Chorus x2]
[Bootie BrownFrank Fiction]
There's a lot of players in the game-aca
What is there to write? What is there to say?
Same things happen everyday, not a thing to write, not a thing to say
So I take my pen in hand
is the power that be (that be, that be, that be, that be, that be)
You can smell it when I'm walkin' down the street
(Oh yes, we can, oh yes, we can)
The leaves seen through my window pane
Remind me that it's time to move my life again
November sun is felt by none
A chilly breeze has blown my
Sometime I'm tempted by big brown eyes
Sometime I'm tempted to cheat and lie
Sometime I'm tempted but won't give in
Old mister Devil ain't gonna
the city is plunged into darkness
By an unpredicted rolling blackout
The White House always blames the governor
Sayin' 'The solution is to vote him out'"
the city is plunged into darkness
By an unpredicted rolling blackout
The White House always blames the governor
Sayin' 'The solution is to vote him out'"
without you and your big brown eyes
Her hands are cold, her breath is warm
She's a port in a storm
I'm worried now but it won't be long
It takes a worried
Someone found the letter you wrote me on the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must've fallen out of a hole in your old brown
Sitting on his own?
Cut the rain as it runs down the glass
Eventually through the lightning and thunder
We see a man going under
This is how it
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