Brown Label Part 2

by Brown Bag AllStars

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credits

released 04 September 2012

Mixed by Audible Doctor

1. E Holla Intro
Produced by DeeJay Element

2. BRWN
Produced by EP of the Doppelgangaz

3. Rhett Committed Murder
Produced by DJ Rhettmatic of the Beat Junkies
Cuts by DeeJay Element

4. Say It Now
Produced by J57
Cuts by DeeJay Element
Additional vocals by Akie Bermiss

5. 406
Produced by Audible Doctor

6. BRWN (J57 Remix)
Produced by J57
Piano by Akie Bermiss
Bass by Mike Maven
Background vocals by Audible Doctor

7. Rhett Committed Murder (Audible Doctor Remix)
Produced by Audible Doctor
Cuts by DeeJay Element

8. Say It Now (DeeJay Element Remix)
Produced by DeeJay Element
Cuts by DeeJay Element

Bonus tracks:

9. Rottweilers
Produced by J57

10. Sinful Ways
Produced by DeeJay Element
Additional vocals by Akie Bermiss

11. I Fucks With That
Produced by DeeJay Element

12. Kin
Produced by Audible Doctor
Additional vocals by Akie Bermiss

13. Rottweilers (Audible Doctor Remix)
Produced by Audible Doctor

14. I Fucks With That (J57 Remix)
Produced by J57

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Track Name: BRWN (Prod. by EP of the Doppelgangaz)
Hook:
I got a beer in a bag and the color of the paper is
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
If you got liquor in the flask, I'mma ask you to pass me that
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
BK to BX, y'all be puttin' down for that
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
And if you're rocking with the Brown Bag AllStars, just say
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about

Soul Khan:

Ayo, I'm back like I never left
oh wait, I never did
They're on their last leg, begging me to let 'em live
but when the hype's behind us, I'mma let 'em in
and tear the lungs out of their chest to get my second wind
I'm not your buddy, and I am not your bro
Just because you bought a couple tickets to the show
For once I'll keep it simple, just so I can let 'em know
I'm your new adopted daddy, here to teach you how to grow

Audible Doctor:

Brown like the color that my skin has laced with,
These dudes be confused trying to use the dues that i've paid, shit,
A noose for the few trying to get the juice but can't hang with, the (brown)
Must be mixed up so like bishop off the roof bitch,
You won't be fly for long cuz we shatter your career
When the Brown Bag's in the building son the gravity is here
While they ramble in your ear bout how they damaging this here I leave the snakes to rattle I shake they babbling till I'm clear, you hear?

Hook

Koncept:

I threw a dime in the wishing well she was pissed with wet clothes
Shred em off yes a boss this is how I get hoes
You porn hubbin' I'm porn fucking on the west coast
Rows of girls lined up with lines of the best blow
The next stop atlantic so sick of train traffic
My ex might have panicked don't stick with pain addicts
My favorite bodega is the one we're named after
Brown Bag on your house magnet raise glasses

J57:

The new Sinatra in blue blockers with "Who Shot Ya?"
Bumpin while I cruise 'round Vegas with my homie Shake
I'm Bo Jackson, so old fashion the flows ashin
Watch your funeral, closed casket in closed caption
I don't owe you nothin, listen what I say now
Kettle in the lab, now I'm dancin like James Brown
We steady shittin on everybody I mean that
They'll be glad the second we check in rehab.. Never

Hook
Track Name: Rhett Committed Murder (Prod. by DJ Rhettmatic, cuts by DeeJay Element)
Audible Doctor:

It seems as though Rhett committed murder,
And I'm party to the crime see the beat is the pistol and all the bullets are lines,
Each word's a fragment left embedded in your skull,
All with a risk you'll bleed out if the doctor tries to pull,
We can't save him, too bad the years of hearing bullshit made him to weak to take it when he played them,
The sound ruptures your tweeters clipping your meters rip though your speakers to smack your ass in the face with the bass drum, (bung)
I'm done, could give a fuck when kids front,
This inner-net (Internet) shit's only good to hold my nuts in swim trunks,
Jump in punk and get your shit lumped by the Brown Bag cats with the Beat Junkies when this shit thumps

J57:

I'm Jack Donaghy loan sharkin' the fee for brothels
Beef and broccoli rockin, old E and falafel
Scientology, each word is fuckin retarded
Rhettmatic on the beat, what the fuck have you started?
Chillin' with Preem, drinking 40's at HeadQcourterz
Recording the GOAT's cuts, something should be said for the
Fact we're the most slept on & underrated
Brooklyn, New York City, painting murals with the blood of haters
Keeping tabs on who's down and who's not
Fuck the fads and who's now and who's hot
My only downfalls the fact that I'm so honest
'cause me and Element will you run for your foamposites

Cuts

Soul Khan:

Should we kick it with the in-crowd, shit why now?
Son, I'd rather split the in-crowd's inside out
With a lumber saw, why the fuck are y'all doing somersaults
Over throwaway lines I'd just white-out?
Most avant garde shit is all hot garbage
That's why I came down and brought y'all carnage
And spit raw venom, handle-bar stash and the stonewashed denim
So who really want it with Soul Khan Lennon?
My girl ain't Yoko
I'm no Van Peebles, my work ain't Solo
Conjure up an opera like Sergei Proko'
And stay fat like my first birthday photo

Koncept:

I've watched many climb many fall should've locked the harness in
The hook is part to blame for the look that starts to garnish him
Damn, Gina what if you were half the man that Martin is
Pardon him on a whim could win without your heart in it
Stop name dropping those names don't even know your name partner
The game's watching if great your name will make for great options
Props how I live my living makes living worth it
You listen to different verses than tell me I didn't merk it
Than persons that purchase their living curving our vision
It's purses missing what isn't when persons purpose is twisting
The merchants mergers are vicious We're served in furnaces it with 'em
It surfaced hurting in millions the vultures serving to fill em now kill 'em
Track Name: Say It Now Feat. Akie Bermiss (Prod. by J57, cuts by DeeJay Element)
Hook:

You don't even know the words to school me
So if you've got a problem, say it now
You ain't got a chance in hell to move me
I was born and raised on shaky ground

Soul Khan:

The only way that you're the shit is how you share the odor
Your lil sister persistently shows her areolas
I'm so cold, you can see my breath when the heat is kept near the level of temperature in Arizona
We'll break your spinal cord into quarters according to whether or not you tried to support us
But homie, this was over the moment she felt the fetus kick
Afterbirth burst and my first words were eat a dick

Audible Doctor:

He's just sick, the doctor been court ordered cease and desist,
We bleed this, bite your tongue pussy and bleed through your lips,
Even with tips you bitches be missing the point
Sinking like Icarus wishing this heat didn't destroy,
The only thing keeping you afloat, fuck fads they fade quickly
Bitch there's nothing on my nuts that say grip these
And which jeans your rock don't make your genes mean shit see we pass on the legacy while ya'll lack the history

Hook

J57:

Hit 'em with a J-5-7, detonate/dead in 8-9 seconds
No samples needed, just a breakbeat kickin
I'm the ether while they plead the fifth
The reason why we speak on this
They leave with out their teeth from this, even then we're like;
Non Phixion, Boot Camp, Co Flow, Arsonists
Diggin In the Crates smokin blunts laced with arsenic
I'm like Dondi White holding the Krylon or Rustoleum
Sippin Seagrams out in Saigon with Lo on

Koncept:

I love trouble you stunt doubles just stunt growing
I'm blunt rolling girl front row'n my nuts showing
Fuck flowing, I fuck sluts in my green room/ your life sucks your wifed up and I see two
I get the feeling I'm a win the mega million rapping
Who the fuck am I kidding my kids won't have shit
Iced out just coffee but getting offered a price now
Lights out black out now lighting this white owl

Hook
Track Name: 406 (Prod. by Audible Doctor)
J57:

I remember climbing those stairs at 16
Came from LI with my crew and some big dreams
406 was a place we called HQ
Met 'round the world on the daily and they knew
Feeling like we lost our home
Now our days are either in the lab or on the road
Everything changed
They saw the heart like an x-ray
Used to sleep in the DJ booth if I had to open next day
A place where in stores felt like an oven
And if you didn't know the words to the song playin, you were nothin'
Was almost too nervous to walk in for my interview
Come on son you'll murder this, what's gotten into you?

Soul Khan:

So even though I was a latecomer, I had the same hunger
And still looked at those days with such a great wonder
At the days that we're eventually become brothers
Connected by the records and the way they changed others
I miss all the customers, the sidewalk hustlers
And chilling with the fellas at the deli that was under us
The second home feeling when I walked in the door
Shit, sometimes I even miss mopping the floor

Hook:
Out my window, the seasons shift
Like the breeze blows the seeds adrift
Though you're gone now, I won't forget
All I learned from, the 406, the 406

Koncept:

You ever have to say goodbye to your dearest friend
Remembering the day he died wishing he was here again
And closed doors those floors learned to walk & listen
In 2000whatever you're burned cause more are missing
Stop supporting when it's too late and the draw's done
Treat it like the first day you ever met your born son
Not like they never warned us just couldn't tell a secret
But really what it comes to just didn't want to believe it
Story after story and record after record
Been boxed up locked what wasn't meant to have an ending
So what you can conclude this is what it's come too
Our children won't get to see and touch what we once knew
It still feels weird when I walk down 8th street/ they've peeled down walls now that walk feels empty
And don't say that you miss it if your presence was missing
I was there since its beginning and there when it finished

Audible Doctor:

I remember being back in Wisconsin checking the back of the wax like these are the cats that really made this shit
Fast forward to '04 when I'm out the door made my pilgrimage feeling sick about to start my first shift
Shout out to Monster for hooking it up
Amore joking that she can't hire me cuz my kick game's fucked
shout out to eclipse for telling me my music sucked
it made me work harder he's a bit part of why it stuck
I sat upon a perch and watched the New York scene
I attended all the shows as a V.I.P.
I spoke with the fans and artists bout our hopes and dreams
Never really thinking that this moment would leave
I met a lot of my idols and most the cats I work with
I've seen the sales decline first hand it made me sick
All of these things are reasons why I sound like this
So if you're a fan of my music thank the 406, the 406

Hook
Track Name: BRWN (J57 Remix)
Hook:
I got a beer in a bag and the color of the paper is
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
If you got liquor in the flask, I'mma ask you to pass me that
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
BK to BX, y'all be puttin' down for that
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
And if you're rocking with the Brown Bag AllStars, just say
BROWN
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about

Soul Khan:

Ayo, I'm back like I never left
oh wait, I never did
They're on their last leg, begging me to let 'em live
but when the hype's behind us, I'mma let 'em in
and tear the lungs out of their chest to get my second wind
I'm not your buddy, and I am not your bro
Just because you bought a couple tickets to the show
For once I'll keep it simple, just so I can let 'em know
I'm your new adopted daddy, here to teach you how to grow

Audible Doctor:

Brown like the color that my skin has laced with,
These dudes be confused trying to use the dues that i've paid, shit,
A noose for the few trying to get the juice but can't hang with, the (brown)
Must be mixed up so like bishop off the roof bitch,
You won't be fly for long cuz we shatter your career
When the Brown Bag's in the building son the gravity is here
While they ramble in your ear bout how they damaging this here I leave the snakes to rattle I shake they babbling till I'm clear, you hear?

Hook

Koncept:

I threw a dime in the wishing well she was pissed with wet clothes
Shred em off yes a boss this is how I get hoes
You porn hubbin' I'm porn fucking on the west coast
Rows of girls lined up with lines of the best blow
The next stop atlantic so sick of train traffic
My ex might have panicked don't stick with pain addicts
My favorite bodega is the one we're named after
Brown Bag on your house magnet raise glasses

J57:

The new Sinatra in blue blockers with "Who Shot Ya?"
Bumpin while I cruise 'round Vegas with my homie Shake
I'm Bo Jackson, so old fashion the flows ashin
Watch your funeral, closed casket in closed caption
I don't owe you nothin, listen what I say now
Kettle in the lab, now I'm dancin like James Brown
We steady shittin on everybody I mean that
They'll be glad the second we check in rehab.. Never

Hook
Track Name: Rhett Committed Murder (Audible Doctor Remix)
Audible Doctor:

It seems as though Rhett committed murder,
And I'm party to the crime see the beat is the pistol and all the bullets are lines,
Each word's a fragment left embedded in your skull,
All with a risk you'll bleed out if the doctor tries to pull,
We can't save him, too bad the years of hearing bullshit made him to weak to take it when he played them,
The sound ruptures your tweeters clipping your meters rip though your speakers to smack your ass in the face with the bass drum, (bung)
I'm done, could give a fuck when kids front,
This inner-net (Internet) shit's only good to hold my nuts in swim trunks,
Jump in punk and get your shit lumped by the Brown Bag cats with the Beat Junkies when this shit thumps

J57:

I'm Jack Donaghy loan sharkin' the fee for brothels
Beef and broccoli rockin, old E and falafel
Scientology, each word is fuckin retarded
Rhettmatic on the beat, what the fuck have you started?
Chillin' with Preem, drinking 40's at HeadQcourterz
Recording the GOAT's cuts, something should be said for the
Fact we're the most slept on & underrated
Brooklyn, New York City, painting murals with the blood of haters
Keeping tabs on who's down and who's not
Fuck the fads and who's now and who's hot
My only downfalls the fact that I'm so honest
'cause me and Element will you run for your foamposites

Cuts

Soul Khan:

Should we kick it with the in-crowd, shit why now?
Son, I'd rather split the in-crowd's inside out
With a lumber saw, why the fuck are y'all doing somersaults
Over throwaway lines I'd just white-out?
Most avant garde shit is all hot garbage
That's why I came down and brought y'all carnage
And spit raw venom, handle-bar stash and the stonewashed denim
So who really want it with Soul Khan Lennon?
My girl ain't Yoko
I'm no Van Peebles, my work ain't Solo
Conjure up an opera like Sergei Proko'
And stay fat like my first birthday photo

Koncept:

I've watched many climb many fall should've locked the harness in
The hook is part to blame for the look that starts to garnish him
Damn, Gina what if you were half the man that Martin is
Pardon him on a whim could win without your heart in it
Stop name dropping those names don't even know your name partner
The game's watching if great your name will make for great options
Props how I live my living makes living worth it
You listen to different verses than tell me I didn't merk it
Than persons that purchase their living curving our vision
It's purses missing what isn't when persons purpose is twisting
The merchants mergers are vicious We're served in furnaces it with 'em
It surfaced hurting in millions the vultures serving to fill em now kill 'em
Track Name: Say It Now (DeeJay Element Remix) (cuts by DeeJay Element)
Hook:

You don't even know the words to school me
So if you've got a problem, say it now
You ain't got a chance in hell to move me
I was born and raised on shaky ground

Soul Khan:

The only way that you're the shit is how you share the odor
Your lil sister persistently shows her areolas
I'm so cold, you can see my breath when the heat is kept near the level of temperature in Arizona
We'll break your spinal cord into quarters according to whether or not you tried to support us
But homie, this was over the moment she felt the fetus kick
Afterbirth burst and my first words were eat a dick

Audible Doctor:

He's just sick, the doctor been court ordered cease and desist,
We bleed this, bite your tongue pussy and bleed through your lips,
Even with tips you bitches be missing the point
Sinking like Icarus wishing this heat didn't destroy,
The only thing keeping you afloat, fuck fads they fade quickly
Bitch there's nothing on my nuts that say grip these
And which jeans your rock don't make your genes mean shit see we pass on the legacy while ya'll lack the history

Hook

J57:

Hit 'em with a J-5-7, detonate/dead in 8-9 seconds
No samples needed, just a breakbeat kickin
I'm the ether while they plead the fifth
The reason why we speak on this
They leave with out their teeth from this, even then we're like;
Non Phixion, Boot Camp, Co Flow, Arsonists
Diggin In the Crates smokin blunts laced with arsenic
I'm like Dondi White holding the Krylon or Rustoleum
Sippin Seagrams out in Saigon with Lo on

Koncept:

I love trouble you stunt doubles just stunt growing
I'm blunt rolling girl front row'n my nuts showing
Fuck flowing, I fuck sluts in my green room/ your life sucks your wifed up and I see two
I get the feeling I'm a win the mega million rapping
Who the fuck am I kidding my kids won't have shit
Iced out just coffee but getting offered a price now
Lights out black out now lighting this white owl

Hook