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with a kiss kiss
Chris Brown with the Kit Kat
Beat the pussy up dead flat
On yo Punk Shit yeah I did that
Wearing Thrasher but you dead trash

Come

Dream In Reality
by: Chris Sylvain

intro

 
Verse 1

You’re There when I need you 
To help when I’m down
And I knew, with from the start
That you

so bad got me thinking bout kids
She check every box on my list
Hair done nails too I ain't never seen her miss
Chris brown now I'm talking wtih a lisp

Years gone by like my stand made in heaven
Cant just trust anyone who calls them self Reverend 
Angels here scarce or their engines are revving

Little Joe

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

What will the birds do, mother, in the spring
When they stop to gather crumbs around the door
Will they fly from the trees half as nice with glee

I can love you better
Look, I can see it in your eyes 
Them niggas hatin' and it's all in they vibe (in they vibe)
Yeah, I run my city like

Brown
There's no comparison girl I like you
And I kinda get the feeling that you might like Q 
Not undecided like Chris, no I'd like to 
Be more, there's

own that crown 
Chal side de mai vibe jese chris brown

Kudi kehndi mai lgta hu hot + cute 
She’s is real vibe sirf mai aur vo

Chal fatt se jhuk rap ka

like she tryin' to mount
I'm beatin' that pussy, yeah no Chris Brown
That nigga is mad, yeah he got a frown
But he lookin' at me
Aim with a glock

give her whatever, ion like the frown
She tryna gimme the head, no cap and gown
I ain't Chris Brown but I'll take her down
Yeah I'm done with the zips,

now I'm back in Brixton
Never been there, but I've heard the fiction
Could I be better than this now?
Make a song like Chris Brown?
If I ain't doing

and sights

I can peep the envy when they open eyes
Then close like shutters to disguise the pride
Shawty was ready for Chris Brown
But it came to me she

picky when it come to the money
Because I like 20s like 50s like hunnids
Like Chris Brown know I keep me a banger
That should let you know that a young

I head back to the spotlight

These diamonds dance like Chris brown
I can turn this club to a hoe down
That means every hoe is down
All this ass

boat, or bitch you gone sink
No Chris brown, my choppa gone sing

Then put my mans onto the same bitch on some usher shit
Sliding like chris brown
High when I get round
Busting your bitch down
Plenty hoes in this big

Damn, tell me what I gotta do 
To prove to you that I need you

Now I may not run it like Chris Brown
Or see you in mirrors like J.T
I ain't invent

Rocketship
Three two one
Blast off
No loss
Better than relationships
Me and the instruments
Pluckin and bangin
Tappin and movin
My body is cruisin
There's no

racks 
I'm talking old money Chris Brown gimme that
Make the money flip jump off Jimmy Jatt
Yeah gimme the loot you know Biggie raps 
Keep the money right

She call me a sucker cause she wanna get licks
Call me Chris brown cause I'm hitting that bitch
She ain't a 10, she just got big tits
Your standards

the bitch down
Take her down like I'm Chris Brown
She know business is business right now
I'll get it and hit it, I'll pin that lil' bitch, I'll make her

months pregnant with Ryan
I figured I'd go to the East by
My T for some peace and quiet
I ended up running the
Streets with my cousins, sitting in the back

It's a new day new color new age
All races different and their beauty insane
Bitch I'm brown and I'm proud and my people they're loud
Doing whatever

And it's all compounded by drugs that fuck with my health
And self-esteem, selling green
Walk on water, like Chris Angel on the scene
Skinny jeans, here