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CHILD WATERS
I warn you all you ladies fair that do wear red and brown
That you don't leave your father's house to run with a boy from town
For here

Mo' Mail

Spice 1

187 He Wrote

1993

shit motherfucker good shit
I think I'm a little jet drunk motherfuck
Ay, look here ay I'm off this liquor-ice rainall boy
You understand that don't

piling
Wearing shades
No fucks about it
Jordan's on
23 status
I made my first impression by mentioning how good she looked in her dress
Then proceed

grow down
Yes I'm turning up to a little doll
And my skin is wizen and brown
What I feel on squirming in butcher's hand
Excluding vexation and pain
I can

impression
I can tell by your expression
You want me and you need me
Ain't begging your on knees yet
Gonna take much more than that to get with me tonight

See the devil trying to scratch me off the surface
I'm standing tall as the backbone of my family can't be shaken by the haters gravity

In these times

You think you know me (no you don't)
Boy I'm different (yup)
What's the first thing that you think when you see me
Red and brown dread head nigga,

Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy Bible says
Mary's Boy Child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas day
While shepherds watched their flock by

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

probably like, damn, yo

"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids

to tell you a little story
About a boy he couldn't make ends meet
Not only that but he couldn't make
Sense out of the daily walk
Or the way we talk
Or how

Every time someone walks by
Says hi how are you doin'
I look down at the ground
Avoid their eye just to get through
It seems to me that to have

never win
So its best to find that peace again
Never forgetting that you are my brother
Always gonna be that one little wonder
Blue eyes, brown hair
I'll

can see
That, in that darling ferret costume, there hides a wolverine
Chorus:
You’re trouble, trouble, trouble
By the double, double, double, I wonder

Kiss
Written by: Krys K

Get ya lips ready
Pucker up baby
Right here on this brown round
That's the spot where it's going down

She could neva be me

Gangsters Get Lonely Too

Lil' Blacky

Dedicated 2 You

I know gangsters get lonely too
Boy, but ill be there for u I know gangsters get lonely too
Boy, but ill there for u (yah, Mister D, Southland) 
I

Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack
Chillen by my side 'cause my Posse's stacked
I

Down in the green hay
Where monkey and bear usually lay (lay)
They woke from a stable-boy's cry
Said someone come quick
The horses got loose, got

Po' out a little liquor for the dead ones
Po' out a little liquor for the dead ones
Po' out a little liquor for the dead ones
R.I.P., now it's all

blow
But imma still be chillin even even even if it dont

God forbid that the brown boy from the burbs is gettin lit
Flip the switch on the flow

bodies speak love language

Thick little shorty with the curls
(Mmmm)
Damn Mamí bad
She a brown skin girl
She got the bag
Yeah she all about hers
Introduce

Respect Power

Raekwon

Whiteboys [Clean]

1999

What's up Big Chris?
Goin' to the store to get the papers. 
Got ya, a little love on this one here.
Huh! Word on. Word on.

Commercial rap

keep those songs alive
Those boys deserve some credit, don't forget it
Hit it, hit it

I go window cleaning, to earn an honest bob
For a nosey parker,

thunder
I'm buying diamond by the pier
But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
Yeah, I'm riding with that all black snub
Raiders

see realistically

Because skin that's white is really pink
So either you can't see or I can't think
Because skin that's black is really brown
But that