“Ni66a with a brain”
By Maurice Richmond THE FUNKASAURUS
the .funkasaurus@yahoo.com
She was short but sweet and played out like a Hip Hop beat
She likes to run those streets but a friend with weed is not a friend indeed
like they say misery loves company.
The excuses were useless sweating perfusiously laced with a lie thinking that you f*** ed with me.
Don't worry bout me I 'll be alright cause I am man enough to know I have to sacrifice.
I was born in the game and my options are insane, now I can do anythang
cause I am a ni66a with a brain!
A ni66a with A brain! A ni66a with A brain! A ni66a with a brain!
Now let me throw my mind on it.
Dah da da da da da da daah
Dah da da da da da da daah dah da doh doh
Dah da da da da da da daah
Dah da da da da da da daah dah da doh doh
Daaah Daaah dahh daah.
Looking like I'm scrounging but really I be lounging, clowning in your face like if I was Robert
Townsend. Knowing nothing bout the struggle keep my feet to the ground and where I lay my hat ni6'
is where I put it down. Every episodes a chapter,
this book is closed. Cant stop this funk that's how the story goes just like a Wal-Mart steak burnt in a
f*** ed up stove go on turn up your nose like you never smelt a rose.
Dah da da da da da da daah
Dah da da da da da da daah dah da doh doh
Dah da da da da da da daah
Dah da da da da da da daah dah da doh doh
Daaah Daaah dahh daah.
cause I am a ni66a with a brain!
a ni66a with a brain!
a ni66a with a brain!
a ni66a with a brain!
