Lyrics:
we talk for a minute baby
I love your smile and the way that you been acting lately
Brown skin and she coming from the section eight
Man I swear she
Going back home would be a lot better
When our parents fight, we'd just smile
It gets lonely being an only child
If I had a brother, a little bit
hold
It was the brown eyes, Levi's, quick smile
And it was the quick hi
I didn't know what to say...
All the words fell out of my mouth
And I am not in
Brown boy from a small town
Pull out my pen like a glock
And when I rhyme
Man they know
Threw away my regimen
Independent working on my elements
Fewer few we was chosen by few
Few that chose us chose us last
Pain old and the money new
Been coming last ain't none new
Fewer few we was chosen
then
I realized
As I looked up at Mom's brown body
Covered by the night shirt
And my brown hands and
Brown legs
Poking out of my shorts
And Dad's white
my tunes
Like a 2 way mirror, I'm letting you all in
So It's only polite to smile and then wink
Back to Rap
You ain't ALL the spirit of Pac so how
thought now?
From the Carnival, you should know the style
Common Sense, ya'll, I'm the only child
Of my mom, Aunt Brown, hands down
I can stay focused
Honolulu ocean air
Warm aloha smile
Brown skin and long black hair
The Polynesian style
We shared a drink
Danced real tight
And watched the setting
There was a girl that was known for being wild
I remember her well because she had a nice smile
she was the only child, always on her own
from
love me so..i go need your evidence
I go do a lot of things for you
Yeh yeh
I go dey For you...
Ooh ooh
I go change For you
Aahh
I go smile for you baby
and compassion
I want you to know that putting a smile on your face
Is only a fraction of the actions that I want to do for you
I want you to know that without you
And life is for living and we only have now
You can fool me amaze me pretend I'm not crazy
And I'll, I'll make you smile if you'll just stay awhile
Just stay
They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here
They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here
They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here
They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here
rolled by, since I've had him in my life
But this is your song, bro
I hope it makes you smile
This story starts back in time when I was just a child
Out
But he's talking about, "I wanna see you deceased"
No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place
But he's talkin' about, "I wanna see you deceased"
No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place
They'd all called her Freckles when
Summer was coming around
All the kids that were running and
Laughing and some turned to brown
And I'd find her
Shoutout to Rxkz
Before I jump right off in this verse
This right here for you heifers
The Harmons, the Browns, the Miller, the Shepherds
Only time I
This is for that girl just a lil over 5’5
Brown eyes pretty smile make u wanna stare a while presence in the room made u wanna slow it down make u
ago,
Fading years pass too slow
He's the only one, could make you smile
Oh, you're still crying
Big city bound
Gonna make your mark
Read your
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