Lyrics:
The young generation yo,
What's the deal bro, Charlie Brown, man
[Charlie Brown]
I don't know what the deal is
You have to ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo
for the rhyme I just did
And here's a little taste of my homeboy, El Sid
Ay a prince it's the El Sid's version
I'm a raid on the track, I'm a hip-hop
saw the hippies cross.
By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
The same time as the Beatles.
I was up there watching James Brown's
Haha, it's gon' be alright
When I was comin' up I knew my future was bright (yuh)
You know why? 'Cause I've got that flow that makes me glow
I'm the best
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
Little brown blues
Little brown blues
Little brown blues
Now you’ve got me here ashamed
To say I feel this way
Who knew my heart will never change
About my
fuckin cops into the ground
Pat Brown
He's a crazy guy
and I'll tell you why
He's no clown, so don't fuck around
He's got a shotgun, yeah he thinks
I keep it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit
Indeed, you
I keep it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit
Indeed, you
could never beef, I freed that nigga from a whole bid
Hov did
Next time we have a discussion who the GOAT, you donkeys know this
Forgive me, that's my
throwed
I'm coming down riding with my partners, fuck a ho
Those hoes be out to get you, for everything
But I'm out there trying to come up and swang
throwed
I'm coming down riding with my partners, fuck a ho
Those hoes be out to get you, for everything
But I'm out there trying to come up and swang
do
I did it for you
Single mother low income riding the bus
Big momma making a fuss saying in God she trusts.
My uncles 20, I'm 10 taking gulps
joor-joor-joor
I'm Seun Kuti when I'm smoking (w)rappers
Whether white or brown I really do spit raw
Alaye joor-joor-joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy,
I couldn't
To really excel, to actually prevail
Never needed your help, I did it by myself
No more for you stressing me (dang)
You already got the best of me (dang)
of my expensive tastes.
Caviar and champagne are definite no's,
I'm acquiring a taste for brown ale and cod roes ]
Low budget sure keeps me on my
To stayin' up on your game and pimpin' these crows, you must be flawless
Like Mortal Kombat, but fuckin' these wombats got you dizzy
My nigga you know if I
To stayin' up on your game and pimpin' these crows, you must be flawless
Like Mortal Kombat, but fuckin' these wombats got you dizzy
My nigga you know if I
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
say you that it's nothing, so I throw it in the bag
Got you lookin at me side ways baby
Excuse my ways, I done saw the best get played
From the city
you)
If I catch my opps with they gang, they making the news too
A brown boy like me in the game ain't what they used to (brown boy)
'Til my time is
I'm smoking rappers
Whether white or brown, I really do spit raw
Alaye joor joor joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy
I couldn't do this in a hurry
But
ain't on my team you
Best drop out you best just leave
Like the Hakka we stand side
By side that's why no bro deceased
With words I'm scaring opps
Put
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