I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
My name is timb aka thomas crown
"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks
Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,
Cause everytime you come around
Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown
You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown
Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down
So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown
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