| It’s secret
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| Bad news brown
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| Took me down
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| Why can’t you ever be-
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| PSDs, I wrote fickle bills
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| Keep my psychosis dill pickle
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| In public
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| Disturbing, self-commited to curse
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| Verses nurse my nerves
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| I’m not civil, speaking in the third
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| Imaginary people, I’m unstable
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| 'Cause I can’t fuck with feeble
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| Simple shit, make my personality split into triplicate
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| Fuck rehab, I keep niggas on the nuts with kneepads
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| Normally, MC for me, with the oratory tracks
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| Can put more Zs in your blood stream
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| Than benzos and thorazine
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| Whether you claim to be saying don’t really mean shit
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| You can stop praying and start brown nostrel groveling
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| For doctors to throttle that ass
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| With klonopin. |
| Catch and release
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| Goldie swan divas
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| Back in the streets like Whitney
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| Dehydrated and dizzy, with no spit
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| Just sad beats and bad weaves
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| Awkward threw me something certifiable
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| Hot off the dub thrust
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| Thought I was King Jorje
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| Addressing my loyal subjects like hotep
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| In the institute
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| I don’t want to share it with the group
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| With rappers tinted like Billy Vivid
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| Till they growl silly livid
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| Emergency, escort him to infirmary
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| He can’t deal with the treatment
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| Got a lot of demons that keep his chemicals uneven
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| It’s better to leave him in a REM state
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| They stab him anyway
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| Hollering about meritocracy
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| Over errant talk show boats and mockeries
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| I’d rather stay boxed in the loonie bin
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| Under lock and key
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| You can call me crazy aura
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| Cali caliphate, like my name was Ron Monodes
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| Let me just
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| No good clown
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| Turn me down
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| Nobody’s left singing |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bad News Brown (Gamin Journal) , by - Open Mike Eagle. Song from the album 4nml Hsptl, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп