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 POP DA BROWN HORNET - Stand Up Lyrics

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[Intro]
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What's goin on world?
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It's Pop Da Brown Hornet
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Chillin wit Black, Blackstreet, Chauncey
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This song is dedicated to, inspired by
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Brother of mine, Poo Johnson
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My love baby, this for you
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[Pop Da Brown Hornet]
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A childhood friend of mine, was shot to death
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I visioned his body, fo' they lay him to rest
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The autopsy showed he was hit in the head, in the chest
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Weakened the strip, straight thru his flesh
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Whoever responsible will see the judge
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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
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As a juvenile, I would often sit and wonder
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Starin out the window at the lightning and thunder
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Will they better days for mom dukes and me, at birth
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She wrapped up her dreams and gave them to me
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Genetically, I could feel the energy
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Pullin me towards my destiny, it was meant to be
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Eventually, it'll all pay off
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If you want it bad enough, you gotta give what it costs
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Chorus: Chauncey Hannibal
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Every woman, every man
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To spread the news across the land
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Stand up, stand up, stand up
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Everybody, there has to be a better plan
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Stand up, stand up, stand up
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[Pop Da Brown Hornet]
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Nothin in life for free, not even death
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Can know and at em, cut out to be the best
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With we form mistakes, no one was born perfect
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Be careful who you love, because they might no deserve
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The knowledge that I drop, pure enough to worship
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As for Pop the individual, I'm just a mere mortal
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I'm trying to make it out of poverty
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Buy some property, build for the family
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Establish and establishment
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Put the proceeds I receive from entertainment
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All I want is love-love, so I can retire the all black knockout glove
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And just touch you in the mental, reach the next level
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Weed out the devil, assemble the puzzle
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Blow up a 8X10 so you can see the big picture
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Take care of self, we can all get richer
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Chorus
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[Pop Da Brown Hornet]
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Yo, any day could be our last, a world full of psychopaths
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Learn ya math, or you just might crash
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How to reality and into insanity
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In this cold world we can't even trust family
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Nowhere to turn when you stuck in between a
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Concrete jungle and a pack of hyenas
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Scavenger huntin, ain't no time for frontin
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Brothers in the street with nothin
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Always tryin to take somethin from somebody
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They usually pray on the week,
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sacrifice a life cuz somehow they gotta eat
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No regrets when actin out threats
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It's a different world when growin up inside the Projects
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Outsiders get hawked by night riders
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You bound to get game in a world full of liars
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You gotta stand firm on shaky grounds
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Yo Chauncey, break it down for Da Brown
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Chorus 3X
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