Lyrics:
ahead and touch my cheek then
But we'll be burying you and your
Whole motherfucking family by the weekend
I'm calling your bluff, go on and buck
I got my
Get to see the sun
My niggas is dying, wasting money by the ton
I'm tryna smoke away the pain
But I'm killing my lungs my brother gone
Now it's on me
the ocean
And where the Go-Go's trod
I'm there with a cheap beach blanket
The kind you don't take home
No cheap wine, I've got a jug of lancers
I got
and water, water in
But though I tried so hard my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from coming in
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Blood moon in her eyes
Fair skin hallowed by the streetlights
You look alone, I wanna walk you home
Through the dark cape of night
It's so cold, let
and the darkness
It's not too late, there's got to be a way
For me to escape all this nonsense
I've got to get away [x5]
They try and run my life
But that's
and brown
I, said the sheep with curly horn
I gave Him my wool for a blanket warm
He wore my coat on Christmas morn
I, said the sheep with curly horn
a 64
Tall clips chrome lips see the big gold
I'm a duffle bag boy like I move coke big crack threw the music so the flow dope
I keep my money ova
fire,
Get higher, smoke it by the pound yeah,
Yeah she fuckin with my sound yeah,
Yuh yeah fuckin 'cuz I'm brown yeah,
I'm locked inside I can't get out
Manute Bol hanging off my clip, boy
Niggas running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
thought it would
Too bad he wasn't the one you thought he'd be
The changing of seasons
The brown leaves turned gray
And it's a gray life
All my days feel
I know you like just what you see when I walk by
You take your time and you travel my world with that look in your eyes
Your smile is like
I know what your plug on
I'll find him get my jug on
That barrel he gon suck on no homo
Will he live will he die
I don't know
He got hurt but he
what you saw with those dark brown eyes
I'm only seeing these pieces of the night
(Pieces of the night, pieces of the night)
Hit by the heat
Forensic worlds held by the ten
With gentle life, a soft kind of sin
Do write this rhythm of tranquility
When I'm changing Armageddon
Brown recluse
and water, water in
But though I tried so hard my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from coming in
And all those lonely nights down by the river
dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to Uptown
Where the shit goes down
Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know
And do-do brown, Beats By
bank account
Shoot my shot, I'ma make it count
(Hey there, uh, kid)
(We've been looking for this little punk by the name of Yung Pinch)
(Uh, he's
I'm goin' where they make love by the moonlight, ha hah, lay in the shade all day.
Creole baby's got coal black hair, and got those big brown eyes.
My white is my black and
My black is my white
I stand with white and black
Face and back
Whether edgy or polite
Bright or uptight
There's the third
His words have got me wanting to be touched by his Brown Skin
Or drenched in it like Brown men
Like a strawberry dipped in chocolate, so close, it
say they're gonna come for me
When I buck man
They be like "what do you want from me?"
And I be with my brown skin baby
Gave her the woody den I made
Rappers like you talk bullshit
I told my boys there?s a new funky drummer in town
You?re trying to be like james brown
If I couldn?t be me, who would I
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