verse one spawn of a young mama son of a brown bomber not wanted by obama my pops played soccer and scored goals centre forward should have paid papa i heard he played proper here comes a young buck chip off the old block a im doing shows in tokyo until its road block a come together with finesse that means its no cock up i aint getting locked up son of old father frontin then dont bother and if its love when you see me then theres no problem clapton to cold harbour im reppin no drama i never told on ya razor like a barber rhyming at full volume am i role model stepping with no hobble i came to write a novel and kill ya whole squabble son of a brown chorus son of a brown bomber verse two son of a co worker a cocoa worker having fun in his prime 70s circa a real tearjerker a man of his word a a voice to be heard a kill you in an argument like its cold murder then sit down and have a drink and take it no further and not too proud to serve ya he wouldnt wanna hurt ya a true soul searcher son of a kitchen porter a record exporter without pops i could have never made the 4th quarter a lot of kids seven sons plus three daughters follow these orders bury your head inside your books get yourself taught up then come home right away and dont get caught up cant complain about the way i didnt get brought up son of a brown chorus son of a brown bomber verse three check it son of a real man so i dont feel bad i feel proud i get to call this real man dad im real glad we had the kind of partnership we had so i dont feel sad son of true friend brother of reuben joseph simeon gad asher benjamin issachar levi judah dan zebulun homie so its evident im the son of proud man hard working not afraid to tell you what he thinks of you in person cursing sometimes never had it easy there when he needs me l o v e soccer on the tv son in the studio working on the bvs wishing that he could of stayed alive like the bee gees son of a brown chorus son of a brown bomber 