Lyrics:
Dead men don't rape
Dead men don't rape
Dead men don't rape
They get so offended when I say
Dead men don't rape
But where is their anger when I say
cared
Just a little instead
But they didn't wanna listen to him
The changing of seasons
The brown leaves turned gray
And it's a gray life
All my days feel
worldwide
Keep some killers by my side
Do this shit worldwide
Six in the morning, niggas up at my door
Reached under the pillow for the 44
See, you know it’s
After being lynched for humanitarian deeds,
Giving Brown a hand is exactly what he needs.
So I'm here in West Virginia with my Ouija board,
To bring
out and brought in a little brown hen.
“Lay!” said the giant; and the hen started to lay golden eggs.
“That will do for to-day,” and stretched himself
drop it for me please?
Bring the drama, flip it back to the Brown bomber
Holla, holla, now who wanna test me?
Bittin' a style, can't none of y'all fade
chance
It takes two to tango (Uh)
But I'm a man so
I roll with that
Soldier that
Man can't get them years back
Younger days are dead and gone (Gone)
Family
How you can say Jah is dead
Jah nuh dead, Jah nuh dead, Jah nuh dead
For me thats difficult to understand
How you can say Jah is dead
Jah nuh dead
You were a blonde in a Zac Brown t-shirt
And coral lips painted to tease
You asked me why my Chevy's not dirty
I had to grin and give you my keys
what I wanna be (10 Hoe!)
I wanna be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe)
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted
around
Six feet? Nah I ain't going underground
Climbing up the mainstream my soul is so profound
The other day I got a call saying you gonna die
I
the people, brown and black and red
Rise now to the great occasion of our brotherhood
It will take courage
It calls for the doing of great deeds, which means
holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part
through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way"
He rose
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc
I was drinkin'
sisters taught me
That I still hold on to nowadays
Is that you can show your love just by being there
Turkey chili & brown rice
I've been eating good
That
offers but
Arista got there smartest
Her success opened doors for
Other African American artists
Boo hoo Houston whitney Houston’s dead
She drownded in
I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
And so they shot him till he was dead
Brown girl in the ring tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum
Show me your motion tra la la la
you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me
Of thoughts that I have never said
Hey Hey
Why you runnin'
Away
Where you gonna
Stay
At the end of the
Day day day day day
Without these people by my side
Brown, they lust for Nino Brown (yeah)
And the fiends they want the Nino Brown
The way he hold you down, when he comes around (yeah) [echo]
[Outro -
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
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