Lyrics:
You have my permission to go out and reproduce (crowd: light cheering)
You're lovely human beings
So now we're gonna do a little brown nosin' for ya
Are
our country to tears
If your heart never opened to Harriet, Malcolm
Martin Luther King or Shirley Chisholm
If you never listened close to Huey or Angela
be that cherry in my chocolate covered dreams
I keep it clean sometimes it's dusty, but I love the rap with an MC
I'll beat you down in round three cuz
Speak up clear and cloud
Brown baby
Brown baby
As years roll by
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
seeing you out alone (out alone) (pretty brown eyes)
Listen to love
Your heart is pounding with desire
Waiting to be unleashed
Quit breakin' my
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my mama be sayin'
And before
at the waves
She keep on calling cuz i aint been home in somes days
Im on the road to them riches if yeen wit me then stay out the way
I done been left by some
seeing you out alone (out alone) (pretty brown eyes)
Listen to love
Your heart is pounding with desire
Waiting to be unleashed
Quit breakin' my
to you
Only if you let me through introduce
You to a better you my love is kinda
Credible you looking kinda edible
Right now she gave me her number
I’m
on the seventh, my n-
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'
clear and cloud
Brown baby brown baby
As years roll by i want you to walk
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
I got them
Don't ask what they are, don't ask if I copped them
I go hard for my team, I go hard for my squadron
Where'd you get your Roley from?
dancin' and call it love, she fightin' but fallin' slowly
If ever you are in doubt, remember what mama told me
Brown skin girl, ya skin just like pearls
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
it seems, you make me wanna ride the Coltrane to A Love Supreme
My brown lady, creates environments, for
Happy brown babies, I know it sounds crazy
challenging ourselves to
Better than we are white folks
Instead of driving-by using the "N" word
They will say:
(Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're
keep the razors and plates under the cabinet
You can get further in life by using manners
Not only are these cellphones tapped they using scanners
understand the complexity
Of my political views
I understand that everything will
Make more sense as
You keep on reading My Struggle there's
Always beauty in
rude, boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vine's Cee Allah Rule
They call me Starky Love, hon', check the strategy
By any means, Shirley
rude, boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vine's Cee Allah Rule
They call me Starky Love, hon', check the strategy
By any means, Shirley
would never say that no more
I got my mind right now
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that I would never
my people on the front lines
People, my people are dyin'
And we see it all the time
Don't know where our future would be
If he's not here, how do
squabble, squabble
Yeah (Nabeyin)
Just-just-just-just
Just last night I had a squabble with my demons (demons)
Ass round, skin brown, Lord, you know my
You know, I don't know I don't
Know if she had the tools
Really to make me feel love
(I don't know if she had the tools
Really to make me feel love)
So
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