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Skies still blue, winds getting cold
Transitions in my life that I don't even know
I'm honestly surprised that I haven't fold
Suicide on your mind it

The Great Divide

Icehouse

Code Blue

1992

dry
Well, his feet are bare, bare and dusty brown
And a hot wind blows over sacred ground

And a new day brekas
On the mountainside
Reaching out,

these hoes run game like sega
I know they hate when they see a brown neighbor
Ain't shit sweet no sugar no favors
Grab my gold smoke purp like lakers
My

Of a brown Motherfucker that's destined to win
Couldn't be bested if I had a twin
(Uh)
A soul lost in the wind
A monster created by men
Seeking revenge
Quick

livin' by the gun again
Left me in the dust and wind
Never put no trust in them
Still rain when it's sunny
Either it's pain or it's lovely
Both hands

Two

Rise & Shine

Xclusive R&B

2006

the winds of the poles
Either that or they lack soul spilling red blood for black gold
Human sacrifice, make me wonder bout nine eleven
What they doin' in

lipgloss
Roll with force to get you wigged of course (uh-huh)
The honey-coated brown eyes wise to the franchise
Notice other guys, never twist his size

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

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

too, and now I'm not sure just what she would do
She felt threatened or scorned by my dad
I'm sure she could carry out nefarious plan
As she screams,

in my house not by my father
No looking back no alma madder
Hit those streets gotta make that cheese
Everything was about that dollar
So I got me

from last year
It ain't hard to seem me
Cause infinitely I'm out here
Earth bound and I get down
I swear I'm on my good foot like James Brown
These bars

what you have
By taking that shit from you
Hey Mad Tsai, you're mine boo

There's no trouble
Living my best life no trouble
I want to live it

on 
Detroit Rock City corroders
We on the line
It's how we brown bag but act sober
Potholes on shot roads
You lose lunch and spill drinks
Go take a swim cause

ensued
I suddenly realized frothy webs and their former residents-
murky brown with needle-like legs-
Clung to my clothing and to my sweaty shins it was

on lock 

Shit on lock 
Make um wanna all retire yeah
I’m blowin like wind in the city remember I used to be shy 
Now I got women strippin everyday like I

to repent"
That week videos on Twitter Vimeo
Of white people on their knees that were bent
Yo! Thousands were bowing' down in the streets
To brown

ready , let me know when you is
I ain’t rushing , i’m just cooling , blowing by like the wind
This to the ones who stayed patient , this for the ones that

wondering
If 105 will play my this jam 
On the morning mix 
I coming by sneak me some
Brown sugar 
Some summer breeze 
Sound speakers 
Linked to the cab 
Got

now but I'm obscene
It's OT and I'm up 3
My brown skin these sun beams
Call me by your name that's some dreams
I fa -
I fantasize those love scenes

of gold, the cameras catch
Been on the low
Can't manage that no more
A dream come true imagine that
Fillin' the bag
That's rack on rack
Brown on brown

Rover (Range)
Pull up on a baddie by the pay phone (Yo what up Ma)
Yo what up Ma what you saying though?
Nothing really? (Word) Won't you come through?

fostered
On the training grounds we built the game around while gettin’ gamed around
Brown Kid Crew, clenched fists, but where they aimin’ now?

They can’t

brand new
But want me to come through
You really been cluing
Me in on who you
Really is is in view
But you blinded by rage
Start acting yo age
Huh
Blinded