Brown

BabyJake

Strung along, evil spirits
It don't take much on this, this side of town. Naw

You can't run no more (no more)
Well ain't that a bitch son. (Ain't that a bitch)
And they can't stop this city (city) from crumbling down

(They can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)
(They can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)

Come along, lonely soldier
I know you been way down, down on ya count. Ya

You can't run no more (no more)
Well ain't that a bitch son. (Ain't that a bitch)
And they can't stop this city (city) from crumbling down

(They can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)
(They can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)
(Can't stop the brown)