Lyrics:
Red Man, Yellow Man, Black Man, Brown Man
Pink and Green and Purple and White
You know it make no matter
We're all the same inside
Woman and a Man
Higher than a plane, man I'm flying
In the sky sitting next to Orion
All I want to think about is an island
But I know better man, cheddar got them
100 to none
I left my premise
Saved by my God
Serve Him like tennis
I hit the ground
Rebound like Dennis
Living life crooked, Got straight like
Walking around the happiest place in the world
But all I do is wonder if your hair's still curled
South of Brownsville, Texas south of Miami Beach
sing, 911 was an inside job ho ho
No the Man can't sing, 911 was an inside job ho ho
The Man can't sing, 911 was an inside job ho ho
Gonna shout all about
INTRO
One man's pain
Is another man's pleasure.
One man's trash
Is another man's treasure.
One man's spring
Is another man's winter.
One man's blame
Drake:
Who's that peeking in my window?
Uh, you should let some more skin show
And if one of these websites git the info, info
We can work it out, no
the shots, no need to brown-nose
Cut the check at 40 grand for shows
I'm (Fresh) like Doug E., I show ya
The beat got it (Clap) like them boys from 'Nolia, I
is shinin' through the shade
Nobody knows what it's all about,
It's too much, man, let it all hang out
Saw a man walkin' upside down
My T.V.'s
shit sell
From where we at to my man's cell
From staircase to stage, minimum wage
But soon to get a article in Rap Page
But all I need is my house,
And the unbelievable things we've found and seen,
No man can write.
Things like the discovery of the Purple Pearl of Pinoche,
The mysterious island of Bigfoot Women,
out the Food and Drug Adminstration was a scam
Now we steam vegetables, brown, forget the white rice
My life is all I have, studying zeitgeist
Lyrics
altercation I had with my man
But I'm in the route of advancin'
I cut off my finger to save my hand and this is how I got established
I cut off a nina
over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
my young *****
To torch him
Now they ***** scorching.
If he get locked
Then he call me
He’ll be out
By the morning.
I call the *****
Dennis
Leavin' permanent scars like
Getting splashed on the Island
Stop smilin'
But still don't nothin' move but the money
Give me yours or get your manhood tooken
steerin' (skrrt)
Virgil made this Louis on me his self, like, "What it he wearin'?" (What?)
I'm gon' pop my shit in by myself, or with my man
Even when
[?] who stole it
Rich gunplay, shit that's all they see that's all they know
Without it kinda hopeless
Said this is in '09 and still no medicare for
REACT
come in to flow, come in to flow
better vacation never the less kick pick stick
jump the pump grass, nooooow
no bizz like showbizz, Brown THERE IS
think it's stick shift
Patek shining like a light on my left wrist
Double cup right hand sippin tropical island twist
All that dick riding man go see
Ntro: Malcolm X- There's a
Worldwide revolution going
InIn my opinion the young generation of
White, black, brown, whatever else there is
Your living
volcanic microphone
Robotic tonic atonic
The microphone is mine so MC's panic
I get down for my ground
You could see I met James Brown in your town
Flipping
the heart so thats Just how I keep it G
No pretendin who I am all I know is Just be me
When I look into the mirror Im just Lovin what I see
Cuz I know what Im
ten, so I rarely give good advice
(I was by myself last night)
I got a room that's on the highest floor
Never switch out on my nigga, no amount
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