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killaz right behind me, that'll drill you for no profit
If you want it then I got it
I will run it like Chris brown and slaughter you without a problem

Put that in my comic
Swerving through the cosmic
I've been going crazy Chris Brown perfect timing
Indiana vibing
Flying to the islands
Insta I won't

sounds great
Stars in the sky by my eyes for you all, gang
The Kid Chris
Jaden Brown

Gang
Hawaii sounds good, I make sure we get a flip
Gang
One two three

the shower
Stabbing dat pussy
I kill it devoured
Blues getting fat
Like Albert
Got hoes they dance
Like Chris brown
They do powder
Bitch you horny
And you know

many flows don't know what to pick now
I got bitches on my dick
Flow hit like Chris brown
Yuh all these bitches sick
But then I come around
Yuh party's

What I Do

Chris Brown

Graffiti

2009

Just in case you forgot 
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown 
This what we do 
We do this

I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money

TRIPINATION
Written by: Chris Simpson, Joseph Page, Lisa Rau

WITH HOW MANY EVER GRAINS OF SALT YOU WISH,
THAT THE BROWN ACID CIRCULATING AROUND US

One day I picked up my Alicia Keys
I was dressed in all James Brown
I was driving in a Tony Lane
Headed yo motherfucking way
She wanted me to Iggy

In My Blood

Scarface

My Homies

1998

Now, Chris Rock, where you at?
I heard you say some shit about some blacks,
Nigga, this been your ass back.
Come see the real deal.
Stay in

(Baby got a Bawdy)
Slim waist thick thighs
She kinda caught a nigga by surprise
(Baby got a Bawdy)
Pretty face brown eyes
I'm finna put this dick up

the headlines
Blue niggas by the church, sinning through the hurt,kids doing fed time
Chris Brown, ain't here for the guidance, every two minutes more sirens

Maradona, Kobe Bryant, Afleck, Russell Simons, Afrika Bambaata, Jimmy Page y Led Zeppelin, Chris Brown, Neil Degrasse Tyson, James Franco, Picasso, Oliver

As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
Invite

great
Crisp air and pumpkin spice
Autumn mornings oh so nice

Candles glowing in the night
Amber shadows flicker bright
Hot cocoa by the fire’s glow

but she be a eater
She think that I'm nice, I'm finna deceive her
Not Chris Brown, you know that I beat her
Double O seven, I keep me an eagle
Send him

Washington Carver.

George Jefferson, George Jetson, George Peppard, George Harrison.

Boy George, by George,
George Of The Jungle, George Strait, Chris

Everytime I see u-girl I know your smilin
See me roll by twenty somethin-profilin
Epic switch in the hips when u hit it
Don't know your name-n don't

a flick
Find your backbone line 'em up nice
Come through with the Mac blowin'
Beef ain't nothin new to me
It's all a repeat
I leave a shooter by your door

the same

Mister Brown, a widower
Was handing out advice
To his son who fell in
Love with someone very nice
He whispered to the lad
"To marry would be bad
I

been fuckin' in the shower so my dreads soaked (yo)
I been fuckin' on the counter 'cause my bed's soaked (yo)
You know my lean nice and cold like some

Studios, Los Angeles
during the summer of '92
Mastered at Bernie Grundman's by Chris Belman
Cover Artwork: Perry Farrell and Bill Hofstadter
Photography:

loyal, Chris Brown warned em, but nigga didn't tap on
Part time trapstar, other half chasing bread for my family.

Switched my flow, I'm about to explode,

to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch

I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin'

ain't with the fuck around, baby, I don't fuck around
.50 Cal hit his brow, I let off a couple rounds
Look at me now like Chris Brown, sold-out shows,