s priority Who's the man in front of me? Who's my authority? Get past that and live another day But the wrong way Uhh... Yah family went the other way
break of dawn Now I'm a P-L-A a Y-E-R a G with a double E See a we go by the unforgetable clique of Lighter Shade of Brown you see nooooowwww My name
the hero A zero I'm not And I got a lot of pride Brown pride that is So a few of you might not understand I got the juice together of own brown clan
regent the microphone just pass it right to me when its trusty just grasp it just drop the mic that you were holdin cuz if a lighter shade of brown
apologies, for Africa to America oddesseys Guerilla-type tactics on them socialistic fallacies It be about, the devestations of the social doministic thought Keep a brown
But when you're talking skin tone, let's not fuck around Cause no one's really black or white, we're all just shades of brown Black hearted, black beard
Green grass grows on the ground as I expound above the sound, look around, now sit down and listen Dark brown shades drown in the raise of rock, close
't bitty whose toes as pretty as those That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns under your shades
all the different colors forget each other's worth They clash with one another here on God's green earth So God made the night took away the light Made
but to Allah, I'm obedient Some MC's on the mic become Muslims when it's convenient And I've seen it, real Muslims praise Allah and they mean it Others
really good idea, i write it down at my diary before it puts off in my head. And you know what've come to me? The other day, that all the really knock
i got the munchies And some ruff riders for all the freaky honeys Hey yo, stop barkin' youre fuckin' up my high Oh, and i got the freak with the light brown
me from one red stream From which all others flow Take my black and white and yellow Brown and pink and pain and sorrow Take my black and white and yellow Brown
toes as pretty as those That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns under your shades Bust
green, brown, black, two blue shades and white Cosm.i.c stayed home but BIF crew stay tight Staking out the steel dragon for a true spray fight In other
danced to the latest jam You could say this man was the greatest fan When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black And light-brown, a
