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BROWN EYES
Under 17 was when her body started impressing
Been under scrutiny from dudes since early adolescence
Understood the game, understood just how to play it
She understood underprivileged was overrated

Always under pressure cause her face was unforgiving
Underage but her body done seen hella living
With attention undivided, she had understanding
That underneath it all the money was what really mattered

And her mentality was, 'fuck it man, I gotta have it'
Had seen her mother struggle underwater with finances
With no father, unsupervised, she learned to manage
Undeterred, she would serve 'em till it hurt from damage

Undereducated, but she knew enough to know
The golden rule is that you rule if you control the gold
And her kat was golden, so she understood her role
Kept the money foldin', on the under, never told

Lovely, lovely, lovely Brown Eyes
Girl you know we need you, that's no lie
Brothas when you see 'em, hold 'em high

By her early twenties she was under the illusion
Men would always spend whenever sex was introduced
Used to playin' games under covers, under wraps
Under the misconception sex would always bring the snaps

Unpredictable, her lifestyle was hella shady
Tryin to trap a baller, get him whupped and have his baby
Under the influence, underweight and hella skinny
Loud-talking out in public like that shit was pretty

Undereducated, never new what she was missin'
Didn't understand the fact she didn't have to pimp the kitten
'Til a real pimp came along and got her twisted
And put the hanger on that ass, cold and unforgiving

"Bitch, stay down, lay down and get my bread"
'Fore he put the smack down that was all he said
All she wanted was to be like Kim Kardasian
Funny how that works, on the mattress, back again

Lovely, lovely, lovely Brown Eyes
Girl you know we need you, that's no lie
Brothas when you see 'em, hold 'em high

Lovely, lovely, lovely Brown Eyes
Girl you know we need you, that's no lie
Brothas when you see 'em, hold 'em high

Under the circumstances 28 seemed like a blessing
Tried to undergo a transformation to escape
Went underground for awhile, stayed undetected
But it was understaffed at the shelter and she left it

Took her chances though they all told her to be cautious, she was
Unconcerned, their alarm was met with nonchalance
Called the undertaker, 'cause they found her unresponsive
In her underwear underneath a parking structure

It was too late to understand what could've saved her
Underestimate these streets and end up under daisies
So much untapped potential underneath the surface
In the end, gotta ask, "was it really worth it?"

So sad, she was caught up in the undertow
Never really knowing, never had a chance to really grow
All alone, just a full grown little girl
in the underbelly of the hellish underworld

Lovely, lovely, lovely Brown Eyes
Girl you know we need you, that's no lie
Brothas when you see 'em, hold 'em high


 






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