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i.o.d. - brownsville lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s the i.o. die slow coming through your fios
thryypy motherf-cker from the east is the bio
residing inside an asylum inside of a silo
psychotics enforce me to lie low
i know, the powers that come with the pyro
super villains on the hunt
the shooting, k!lling puts a typo in your life
and spills that type o from your life
the scams tight, so even if you planned right
you won’t make it from seth low to van dyk-
let the rounds fly, it sounds like {…}
and the kings always posted on the crown, fried
there’s no town guides black hair, brown eyes
who rather see caps, then caps and gowns high
the shy kid from the park had to depart before it got to dark
and those sparks from the thunder clap will probably make you run, in fact
those sons of a guns found it fun to pull that drummer back
it was the summer of ’09 when i toss my old rhymes
got cosigns from my whole school, i soul shine

[hook]
brown chills, brown sk!lls, brown will…
get you out your motherf-cking seat cause this is brownsville x2

[verse 2]
that 11212, whatever you do is in the cement
holding my middle fingers to the 73rd precinct
these projects are a project profit and on the topic of logic
they try to stop it just to suffocate my pockets
f-ck being conscious
i’m enlightened struck by lightning
one in a million civilians
about to hit the mental ceiling
crackheads jumping off of the roof
but they sweep it up fast if you looking for proof
i’m on sutter ave. making a right on mother gast
my homies are in a fit because the candles can’t bring his mother back
24/7 liquor stores, pick a wh0r- hit the corner
cop the sycamore they ain’t living they just thinking poor
swimming up the current with the urgency
i wish we weren’t currently
counting food stamps as the currency
there’s no diplomas so i guess there’s no diplomacy
and the stains on the pavement are burgundy
swimming up the current with the urgency
i wish we weren’t currently
counting food stamps as the currency

[hook]

[verse 3]
pull up a lung, where i’m from
where the cops never come
clever bums sever your whole block whenever
don’t ever split labor; don’t ever trust your neighbor
cause the brawny see the bounty once they see you getting paper
keep it low key, unless you i cause i odee
move quick don’t speak and don’t sleep
eat like a wolf play it like a sheep
and even if you met him tell the feds you never meet
this is sean price nice; right hooks from tys
a sliver of the rza; and molded by van dyk-
this is for the homies at the brc who see no hope
seen to many leaders at the e.r
this is for garvey, seth low, howard
b-tches wanna belittle whenever we feel empowered
this is for glenmore, tilden, tapscott
never gave a f-ck and never run from no cowards
this is for the whole ville and one lonely child
try to be black and free he only got black and milds

[hook]

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