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trippin he do walk ups he don't make a sound
All you hear is... Then he walk off like Antonio Brown
I'm the hottest in the town You niggas got y'all nerves

fuckin' suppose to be
I ain't Chris Brown baby, but I'm dancing odee
Watch out for Big Ku and incoming bogies
Still with my fuckin' brothers while my momma

boy trapped but the dude with the pecs hell pass

Now i gotta put my big boy pants on chris brown dance on 
Im so random im so handsom party in the club

ya distance
Don't get caught up in the mixture
Don't get stuck like a fixture
In that place you call love
It's can be blinding
Wearing blood diamonds

it like im chris brown
My milkshake bring all the niggas to the yard i would teach you but you know bitch i got to charge
My milkshake bring all

go head and fall
I might've lost the round but who's standing tall
When they talk about losing I'm like this about y'all
Feel like chris brown baby I'm

got no homie
Saying that you’re real but you’re just another fobie
But you’re slow, not a Jaguar
Thinking that you’re, in Nascar
You aint sponsored, by

Amazed

Kutless

It Is Well

2009

Your glory fills the sky 
A great and holy light 
Shining like a million stars 
I'm amazed by who you are 

Lord we lift you high 
Oh god be

troubles and lift off the ground
You got to stop looking down
Your fear to fly
Is whats keeping you stranded
Yeah
Try as you might they are blinded in awe

Run

Wu-Tang Clan

Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 1

2004

legit though, run for the gusto
Peep Marcel and Brown comin' around dippin' the logo
Run! if you ever got somethin' on you son
You best a run, be off

One time for the mind I'm a get you out
One time for the spirit, it will lift you up
Made them all say "whoa"
No time for the lost, take a different

sent us His Son, to take the wheel
Jesus, this broken heart belongs to you
This is the sound of Victory
This is not the sound of gods defeat
We lift up

the signs?
I be on my Chris Brown shit
Always on a flight, never see me round town kid
Catch me in the VIP section where the loud is
Love the loud pack, but I

I got weight on my name it's kinda hard to hold me
When you niggas load up I'll be still loaded
Depending on the amount and what it is I still might

that, like I'm Chris Brown
Hold me down and I'ma stay around
Now I'm up, I ain't lookin' down
Niggas front when hoes come around
Banks plays, come from

Only reason that I keep a mic
Only reason I answer the phone when that bitch call me up cause her head is so nice
I feel like Chris Brown how you hating

You are witnessing greatness and this is a demonstration
Talking crazy, we're making 'em frustrated
They ain't keeping up with us 'cause they ain't

need some room
I sweep up my money with a motherfucking broom
I'm just like Cardi B, I'm just a wannabe (wannabe)
Nigga you a rat, nigga all you need is

on the wrist
Gold as piss
Ise the shits
But uh they get the jhist
Everybody hate me like I'm Chris
Kross yo dawg
Why you jump
When he pull up with the pump
It

up never been no waiter
Chris Brown with all that parkour
I'm just running with the takers
I say get it how you get it
I ain't never been no hater

it heavy metal
I tell my bitch I keep my foot up on the gas until I meet the devil
I feel like Chris Brown in 2014, What I'ma drive today
Should I get

bullets and I'm shooting more

Call me Chris Brown cuz you know ima Run it
On my way to the top like a bunnet
You eating so good I can tell your stromach
I

they Devin Hester
Hangin' with the rats, gon' get you roped up like a wrestler
All my niggas convicts, you be with confessors
My white boy know how

INTRO : Budu by bye bye 

Verse 1 : I grew up in the middle of Good & Evil
               In a city where they rob and murder people