Letras:
Blade Brown

: There's a place, where the boat leaves from It takes away all your big problems You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean But you gotta

got everything you need boo Keep it on the B2, Blade switching If you got a head wicha Kick it all day wicha [Chorus x2] Uh Yeah.... One love to my nigga Jay Brown

burning bright Pumpkin faces in the night I remember halloween Dead Cats hanging from poles Little Dead are out in droves I remember Halloween Brown Leafed

bright pumpkin faces in the night i remember halloween dead cats hang from poles little dead are out in droves i remember halloween brown leafed vertigo

Unjustly was withheld. But if again I held thee captive as I did ere now Stalling to pass my fingers through the last Of midnight tendrils, or peruse thy brow

from arsonists Papermate pens filled with arsenic I got hoes that don't know what Prada is Doc could shape up, touch your barber miss Betty you with a bloody blade

9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9 Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number... ...then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown

m a fist of rage One foot in the grave I'm a fist of rage Far from saved I'm a fist of rage In a broken state I'm a razor blade slittin? through a wrist

, "Hey, Prince, you need a shave." Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave, why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor blade