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    Filly brown superstar status
    Lifestyle lavish the rap games ladies savage
    Juvenile gone wild kill you with a smile
    The world is all mine check the Myspace profile
    Voice of the people, so real like a Glock
    The new hustler on the block, somebody better call the cops
    I'm lights out, pull the plug
    You should feel me like a thug, the hottest thing in the club ain't no falling in love
    Then the walls came crashing when the truth came out
    I'm a rapper not a poet AKA the people's mouth
    Activist I'm a fighter I'm a writer, words of wisdom
    I'm not a thief in the night
    I'm a vision from prison
    I'm one of you, all of you
    I've made mistakes with the plan
    I fell down for 2 grand help me up if you can
    I'm here to stay if you let me never make that mistake majo is the name, filly brown is the game

    You liar
    You hateful
    You a cheat
    You a snake on the streets who move with no feet
    You freak
    You dirty hoe how you hurt
    The ones that had your back
    How you do them like that
    Your refection in the mirror how sad
    Played by your mother guilty, loved by your dad
    You rap
    You talk
    You speak, but you ain't saying shit, that's why at nights you can't sleep

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    Who's the soul with no name
    Who's to blame no fortune no fame
    Sacrifices of the game
    Walk away with your pride
    Keep your head way up highway high to the sky
    True beliefs till you die
    Why ask Why
    Dead souls don't cry
    Rap folks tell lies
    Broken dreams suicide
    Smile now, cry later
    Filly Brown, your life's greater
    Made a fake record deal
    And a new navigator
    Speak from your heart
    From the end to the start
    The record charts baby be a real star stand up for your people
    Speak the truth
    Pave the way for the youth
    Mama do what ya do

    You liar
    You hateful
    You a cheat
    You a snake on the streets who move with no feet
    You freak
    You dirty hoe how you hurt
    The ones that had your back
    How you do them like that
    Your refection in the mirror how sad
    Played by your mother guilty, loved by your dad
    You rap
    You talk
    You speak, but you ain't saying shit that's why at nights you can't sleep
    You liar

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