Opened up my eyes to see Everybodys watchin me I just wanna try to escape the crowd They turned into moonlight Getting lost into the night life I lose
a market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doing all right Hear him with the women just around midnight (Brown sugar) How come you taste so good? (Brown
that. That's a mystery" "If God is so good why does shit be happening to me?" There's divinity within because we come from the divine A froce that
my brand new garms on, dress to impress Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush Brown
I rise on em, so now they label me a menace But they don't understand the wicked shit that I done witnessed 187's, 211's to drivebys While most niggas divin
with the rhythm of the future Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future In the future, it's gonna be a rhythm divine
like Homegirls, for once, forget you got class See a guy you like, just grab 'em in the biscuits And doowutchyalike Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown
brown skinned lady Such a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady
a brown skinned lady Such a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned
she is, she's a brown skinned lady Such a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a brown skinned lady She's a
They were happy doing the best they could Said, who threw the whiskey in the well Yeah, the brown got the whiskey in the well Yeah, the brown got the
Divine intervention in this decaying world While a hip young dude stood passionately Succumbing to the he dog sound Of the mystifying beat combo that
I say, hey, baby doll You swing your shit like a wreckin' ball 5 foot 11 inches tall Dark brown eyes, caramel skin I ain't seen you all my life, sugar
, they could not see You, the real You? Have I changed the true reflection, to fulfill my own design Making You want, I want, not showing You forth divine, divine
The touch of your lips upon my brow Your lips, that are cool and sweet Such tenderness, lies in their soft caress My heart forgets to meet The touch
no one else who makes me want to lose myself In the mysterious distance between a man and a woman Brown eyed girl across the street on rue Saint Divine
was crying for (Never knew what mom was crying for) The other piece that shines in his mind was a divine first love Sewn-made, beauty, brown-eyed queen
flame of tenderness Oh, favoured concubine Lift the veil and my will shall be thine I will be still and not complain Give up my will into the flame Anoint your brow