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krs-one sample: How many people in here down for...(Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown)yeah, uh huh. This is a true story yoThis is the tale of a neighborhood legendWho got his first glimse at the age of elevenThe inner city streets with it's struggle and flawTo him, a new world full of wonder and aweHangin' out with his boys tryin' ta make some noiseStill he moves through the neighborhood with grace and poiseHow could such a young man learn how to run scams?Peakin' in, sneakin' into all the neighborhood jamsHe observed the teenage romancesand learned how to do all the new dancesIgnorin' the hour as his curfew advancesCharlie was the type that likes to take chancesCharlie, he's the life of the partyHe make the girls get up, move their bodyHe liked to stay up late and act naughtyIf all night is a crime well I'm sorryA little late does not a criminal makeSee Charlie knows how to make the ladies wiggle and shakeAin't no shame in his game of potential in fameShowing out for the ladies callin' his namehis name is Charlie...Letras de cancionesHow many people in here down for....Charlie Brown, Charlie BrownCharlie started his one man missionSomewhere on the corner of dream and ambitionMan listen, I know the brotha had visionamidst the crack rocks, slap box, and hand rippinHe dreamt of a better place where he can get awayAnd blow up off the skills he could detonateCollect mad chips, hang out with fast chicksThere he go racing through the block like a drag stripThe hard-headed, non-listenig typeIf you ain't close to your homies ya'll ain't kickin' it rightInstead of learnin' to love he was living to fightI used to quiz my man Charlie on his mission in lifeHe said I wanna live wild and still never be afraidDrive a fast car, be a rap star, get paidEven if it means I gotta run game like arcadeLet the ladies scream my name for the next decadeMy name is CharlieHow many people in here down for....Charlie Brown, Charlie BrownCharlie is the kid you can find around the wayHanging out on the party on any given dayLife was a game an' if he knew how to playSafe to say he would be with us today...Charlie, hanging out gettin' naughtyLost his life right in front of a partyI told him 'slow down or else you'd be sorry'Thought he was stronger than the streets but not hardlyWith guns drawn they hit him with a cheap shotCaught him at the party cuz they knew it was his weak spotHe was unique moving to his own rhythmBut damn, all of his scams finally caught up with himSince then the neighborhood's not the sameThe first young brotha to get caught up in the gameFinally made his way in the ghetto hall of fameA young cat with a Legendary nameCharlie was the life of the partyHe made the girls get up, move their bodyHe used to stay up late and act naughtyNow he's gone and I am so sorry From Letras Mania