(feat. Sarah Cracknell) Waiting at the station Feel no hesitation and begin the ride Still pretty young,but time's already come and I begin to slide
That's Harlem World, I get on my grizzly savage, see? From the first day, we laid eyes on each other At the office, I knew we was gon' be lovers Mark
flame in the dark Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark Fuckin' with diplomats who love Bailey's Monopolize and quickly get other
to jam 4 you, everybody get up I just want to jam 4 you I just want to jam 4 you, get on up "Get down, get down, on down", like James Brown plus I get
, nickels and eighths Parked in my lark at 3 A.M. in the dark Gettin' my *** but here come the NARC Ooh, tellin' me to depart Went to school with the ***, used to be a mark
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
the goons of the devil Black man, 5 foot 9, see the dawn when he stares out With wool hair and feet of bronze Bird stick, a black staff with brown handle Backtrack, my first kicks, brown
save the day Solomon was wise and I got fifty other bitches Some eat bitches, some bitches fuck my niggas Solomon was wise and I got fifty other bitches
your eye Nigga, nice try Our whole life, and thinkin' Centered in drugs Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs Engraved, with the mark
m the L-I-L R-O-B B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D Dropping rhymes smoothly, oh man It's Lil' Rob the vato with the Brown mind on his shoulders I've never done it
A gentleman attitude is all he displayed Carol was the wife he loved and adored Her family and friends treated him like an ambassador One night on the other
y'all know what's about to happen When I proceed to give you what you need and the Ak start rappin I throw rhymes like children throwin balls on project bricks In other
it wit a shovel, I never dig dirt wit the devil Instead I'm on that other level But I took time to reach down to help the black and brown I never stood
gone The only home I have is open road My skin is cracked and brown A mirror to the dessert ground and the dusty wind that blows I never made a mark
keep you nice and strong So you can go on and on and last long Every time I hear this song, this song I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
reek, prepare for surgery Internal horror revealed, with a blast from the asscheek Rumbling restless as inflicts post-mortal vengeance Tell-tail dung marks
will you step a foot around me again 'Cause hangin' with you I can't win Some of the people in this world is some straight up hoes Brown nose, I suppose