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[intro]

1a
What's goin on world?

1d
It's pop da brown hornet

2d
Chillin wit black, blackstreet, chauncey

2b
This song is dedicated to, inspired by

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Brother of mine, poo johnson

1f
My love baby, this for you

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1a
[pop da brown hornet]

32
A childhood friend of mine, was shot to death

32
I visioned his body, fo' they lay him to rest

3c
The autopsy showed he was hit in the head, in the chest

30
Weakened the strip, straight thru his flesh

2b
Whoever responsible will see the judge

2d
I hold no grudge, i fight evil with love

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I hear no evil, and i see non either

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Comin from believin the creator

30
As a juvenile, i would often sit and wonder

37
Starin out the window at the lightning and thunder

39
Will they better days for mom dukes and me, at birth

32
She wrapped up her dreams and gave them to me

29
Genetically, i could feel the energy

35
Pullin me towards my destiny, it was meant to be

22
Eventually, it'll all pay off

3c
If you want it bad enough, you gotta give what it costs

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1e
Chorus: chauncey hannibal

1b
Every woman, every man

27
To spread the news across the land

21
Stand up, stand up, stand up

2d
Everybody, there has to be a better plan

21
Stand up, stand up, stand up

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1a
[pop da brown hornet]

2c
Nothin in life for free, not even death

2f
Can know and at em, cut out to be the best

33
With we form mistakes, no one was born perfect

3b
Be careful who you love, because they might no deserve

36
The knowledge that i drop, pure enough to worship

36
As for pop the individual, i'm just a mere mortal

29
I'm trying to make it out of poverty

2c
Buy some property, build for the family

20
Establish and establishment

32
Put the proceeds i receive from entertainment

4a
All i want is love-love, so i can retire the all black knockout glove

3b
And just touch you in the mental, reach the next level

2c
Weed out the devil, assemble the puzzle

32
Blow up a 8x10 so you can see the big picture

2d
Take care of self, we can all get richer

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b
Chorus

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1a
[pop da brown hornet]

3f
Yo, any day could be our last, a world full of psychopaths

2b
Learn ya math, or you just might crash

25
How to reality and into insanity

32
In this cold world we can't even trust family

30
Nowhere to turn when you stuck in between a

29
Concrete jungle and a pack of hyenas

30
Scavenger huntin, ain't no time for frontin

27
Brothers in the street with nothin

30
Always tryin to take somethin from somebody

23
They usually pray on the week,

30
Sacrifice a life cuz somehow they gotta eat

26
No regrets when actin out threats

3e
It's a different world when growin up inside the projects

29
Outsiders get hawked by night riders

33
You bound to get game in a world full of liars

2a
You gotta stand firm on shaky grounds

2c
Yo chauncey, break it down for da brown

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e
Chorus 3x

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