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foxy
See I travel round the roads after couple rounds and dose
Light those, brown paper glows healing head and soul
Yes I’ve been broke feeling cold

Looking through my window
See the way the wind blows
I don't know what you got now

Drinking cold coffee 
Do you thinking of me?
I don't know what

Baldwin's pen, like a bald eagle on the wind
Whispering to Americans, I'm not your emblem
If you don't get the birds view
Then trauma and fear will

Like the emeralds in the mountain mines
Endless Summer winds across the chimes
Ireland never knew so beautiful a shade
Like the perfect color God

Skin of the sun she wore it well
Mesmerizing golden brown
A sign of days spent upon the waves
And nights spent upon the sand

She wrapped my heart in

say it loud then tell one of yo friends
Then tell one of yo friends
Reala!
What's in yo cup ? I got that brown in mine
Go fill yo cup get in the line

on my whiskey sour
Get that bread is my mantra, my motto
You would know that if you followed my staccato
Niggas think I'm phased by their false sense

for their necks in the wintertime
By summer Imma stack with the headline
Cuz I'm Brown Imma probably be late
So I'm rushing, kick gas
Get gramps hitting

In a fog of crossroads certainty
I stood and faced the winds
From the pines, a jaybird streaked
Towards the way that I should lead
All across

colder by the week
Said baby won't you lie to me
Some more about this over-hanging tree
Like no branch will ever break or shed a leaf
Like it never started

So many cold on the rooftop in november
He was go up in there
but doesn't wanna seen the star
He was not as light as he blew by wind
Might doesn't

The house is rickety and dark
Like some kind of old camp cabin
I appear in the hallway
Lighted only by a single hanging bulb
It smells wet

The summer's gone by too fast                                  
My body's pulling down; it's heavier                        
How long will this

down when you was broke
no matter situation I was there by your side
cryed and pushed and full of tears from my dark brown eyes
so what's it gonna take

just don't know where I'm headed

I'm gone
Just like the wind
Pray I find enlightenment
Every song I write in this short life
Put my soul right in it

Rain on the wind
I can't believe it's gonna pass us by again
Hay in the field
Turning brown it's gonna be another hungry year

I got cows in

those beefs
People turning up deceased
All this greed is a disease
All this evil will it cease
Hella killing by police
In the end we need a change
Mfs act

by angels
I got my stripes like a Bengal
Ain't too much places I can't go
She loves the fact that I'm hands on
I love her beautiful brown tone
We

by angels
I got my stripes like a Bengal
Ain't too much places I can't go
She loves the fact that I'm hands on
I love her beautiful brown tone
We

By my window, I watch the rain
As the wind blows
I hear your name
So far away
I used to think that you feel the same
Remember the pain?
I remember

no Fronts
Sky guide listen up
Brown in the cup
You know wen you had enough
Tapping out she had enough
Push ya luck hollow clip you Ain't Had enough
Who

When we speak it's like wind traveling over tarless seas or soughing whispers made by falltime leaves
Where tears are marked rivers meet
When

song
Angela this is your song
Angela this is your song
In my heart it belongs

The sunlight cuts gleaming through the folds of your shining brown hair

event?
This summer of intent -
You know that imma miss it?

James' on the line, yo he not coming down
I want payback just like the legend Brown
Outta town,