Lyrics:
(It's Mr Brown) Mr Brown is a clown who rides to town in a coffin
(Well, here he comes) In the top is
Three rows on top and two inside there
Oh,
there.
Oh what a confusion! Ooh yeah yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh now now!
Who is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found.
From
there.
Oh what a confusion! Ooh yeah yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh now now!
Who is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found.
From
and two inside there
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I want to know now!
He is nowhere
Of his father suddenly her voice was
At the door again "I have
Your size 38 are you decent?"
"Oh if only you knew
" he said to himself without
Thinking he
desert dust
Because there's just aint no more water
Because brown never did let drop reach the end of the cheek
Before it got wiped away
By the hand
cup in your hand
And look around you leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing
the world are you Though
Some Where back there
Like Back Back Where.
My fans got me they will never trap me
That's Exactly Why I Say that they can never stop
clint steps in to establish the beat
4/4 hip hop and you don't stop
this unique approach to start an EP
intended to shock, create a mystique
Or in the studio
And um
I'm just so proud
Of, how you are so focused
To do what you love
Shackled by his feet and hands
No village, no image, what it
days are gone and
The bright days are here
My Sunny one shines so sincere
Sunny one so true, I love you
Nightflight to Venus way out there in space
Foggy, foggy
Foggy, foggy
Foggy, foggy
Foggy, foggy
Rose quartz, rose quartz, rose
Rose quartz, rose quartz, rose
63 and foggy
63 and foggy
Why are
other Native American Nations
It continues by saying
CU can never undo or rectify the devastation
And we are committed to
Something, something and blah,
In a one bedroom apartment
On the humble side of town
There stands a little Christmas tree
It looks a lot like Charlie Brown's
And underneath
could
I frown on bullshit like my name's Clint Eastwood
You come with fronts, stunts 'n poses
I welcome you to my jungle
Like my name was Guns 'n
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
for life
'cause if you life by the gun, die by the gun
Came from the slums where it ain't no fun
Somebody killed her only son
Who's gonna take his
moves
And there’s more where that come from so wey you wan do
That’s Who? San Brown you know I’m that dude
That’s True! I spit jewels that make ya go
colours will be one
We'll be singing this song
Red brown yellow black and white
We are the children of the light
Makes no difference who you are
All are
on a hill
He never gave his Uncle Sam a damn dollar bill
I said are you afraid to die
He said son what you talkin
I'll be comin back
In that door your walking
some news
don't ever let him down Mrs. Brown
your husband is so proud now, you always followed the rules
Pick up the pieces
how did you grow? How are you
melanin
You can tell by the way I twirl my hips my hips
The same way I twirl my twists
Theres strength in your roots
Do you know
Do you know
Do you know
CANOPY
Weapons down
Call a truce
It's never easy, love, but it's overdue
If I stay here, I
Stay for you
But if I have to leave are you coming too?
bizarre
Rappin' style used by me, the B-I-Z
M-A-R-K-I with the E and, you will be agreein'
A brother ain't a brother unless he is say like G'n
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