In the winter of 2003/2004 our current god of the guitar, Carl, joined the band. At that time we were recording our fifth EP, Movie Stars on Ice. This was also around the time that we created our trademark school uniform outfit that we wear on stage to this day. 2004 was a busy and successful year for us; we prevailed against 6,000 other bands in the well-known Emergenza-Contest. We also toured throughout Germany, Denmark and France (over 100 gigs!) with much success as we simultaneously recorded our Love Songs EP.
By this point America was simply asking to be conquered by us as well. In August of 2005 we played several gigs on the Vans Warped Tour in the United States. We had a blast, but alas, had to return to Germany to continue building our established success. At that point it was time to rebuild Mr. Brown in the interest of our escalating future. That is why Hanni (drums) and Chris (bass) replaced two former members in the fall of 2005. With these two awesome additions Mr. Brown is currently rocking the world harder and more efficiently then ever. Since Hanni and Chris joined Mr. Brown, we have performed an additional 50 gigs with them that have all been pulled off spectacularly. We are currently finished with recording our album that were working on throughout 2005. It is not available to buy or listen to yet, and we know the anticipation is driving you mad, but dont worry, its on its way!
Face It
Mr. Brown Lyrics
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I make a call and they smokin' him pronto
Turn him to exotic, we put him in fronto
Bro stay in the field, he turnt to a Bronco
Passing these niggas like Lonzo
We let his bitch squeeze
I got your bitch fucking up both knees
We tryna shoot a opp block like a pro team
I'm on the court, feel like Abdul-Jabbar
We steady sliding like we at the park
Two dogs on my hip, I don't know 'bout a arc
Took her, not worried 'bout wifing her
He tried to diss, hit a button like life alert
Security bitchin' walked in with the cannon
It gotta be with me on high alert
We poppin' these opps like a new perc
She got right down on her knees, got a a new purse
She came with a cape, 'cause her head game was super
Automatics with me, you get put on a new shirt
Off 'em
Why we be saying that often?
Like why they be cappin' in all of they verses
Then wind up get put in a coffin
Sorry just speaking that real shit
Clips around me just incase you ain't feel this
K with banana clip, I had to peel it
We see his chain in the club then we steal it
Peelin' off in that mothafuckin' race car
We tryna score and the opps on Draymond
They just 'gone dm me talkin' that cap shit
Go where I want I ain't fuck up my face card
Thirty hang out of the bottom with lasers
We put up thirty like we on the Pacers
I keep on killing they told me to pace it
But I'm just passin' em they gotta face it
Yeah I be talkin' that shit 'cause I back it up
Only reason she here 'cause I told her to back it up
ARP in my hand, you can't cap with us
Shoot a hunnid percent every time, imma practice what?
I make a call and they smokin' him pronto
Turn him to exotic, we put him in fronto
Bro stay in the field, he turnt to a Bronco
Passing these niggas like Lonzo
We let his bitch squeeze
I got your bitch fucking up both knees
We tryna shoot a opp block like a pro team
I'm on the court heard you still getting nosebleeds
I make a call and they smokin' him pronto
Turn him to exotic, we put him in fronto
Bro stay in the field, he turnt to a Bronco
Passing these niggas like Lonzo
We let his bitch squeeze
I got your bitch fucking up both knees
We tryna shoot a opp block like a pro team
I'm on the court heard you still getting nosebleeds
In Mr. Brown's song "Face It," the lyrics paint a vivid picture of a lifestyle marked by violence, betrayal, and bravado. The opening lines set the tone with a reference to Noah, suggesting a biblical level of reckoning, while also signaling a shift towards darker themes. The mention of “smoking him pronto” immediately conveys a sense of swift and ruthless retaliation. The use of the term “exotic” and “fronto” suggests a sense of luxury and indulgence in the act of violence, highlighting a twisted sense of pleasure in the grim activities being described.
The imagery of turning someone into an “exotic” substance and placing them in fronto, a type of tobacco leaf, adds a layer of grotesque glamour to the violence being committed. The reference to a friend turning into a Bronco, a powerful and untamed beast, further reinforces the aggressive and dominant nature of the singer and his associates. The mention of passing opponents like Lonzo suggests a sense of superiority and skill in navigating dangerous situations.
The references to inflicting harm on someone’s significant other and disrupting their physical well-being convey a sense of cruelty and disrespect towards others. The singer’s disregard for human life is further emphasized by the callous attitude towards causing harm to others and the ease with which they dispose of their enemies. The mention of trying to conquer an enemy territory like a professional sports team adds a competitive and ruthless edge to the narrative.
The repeated references to basketball players like Abdul-Jabbar and Lonzo, as well as the imagery of being on the court and getting nosebleeds, create a metaphorical backdrop for the violent activities described in the lyrics. The references to stealing chains in a club, racing cars, and targeting opponents with precision allude to a dangerous and high-stakes lifestyle fueled by power and aggression. The final lines suggest a sense of defiance and determination, with the singer asserting their dominance and skill in a world where violence and betrayal are the norm.
Line by Line Meaning
Noah in his bag, bitch
Confident and prepared, ready to handle any situation
I make a call and they smokin' him pronto
Taking swift and decisive action to eliminate a threat
Turn him to exotic, we put him in fronto
Transforming the situation into something unique and unexpected
Bro stay in the field, he turnt to a Bronco
Remaining focused and determined, like a powerful force to be reckoned with
Passing these niggas like Lonzo
Moving past obstacles and challenges effortlessly
We let his bitch squeeze
Allowing someone's partner to take control and cause harm
I got your bitch fucking up both knees
Causing someone's partner to suffer consequences for their actions
We tryna shoot a opp block like a pro team
Approaching conflicts with strategy and precision, like a professional sports team
I'm on the court heard you still getting nosebleeds
Dominating the competition and leaving others struggling to keep up
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Brandon Puckett
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
JEWELL DICKERSON
I JUST LOVE THIS MAN & HIS WIFE WHAT A BLESSING THEY ARE TO EVERYONE.
Mickle Richmond
Too funny had me intears
daniel kinney
MR BROWN needs to be invited to every single church and show people how it's done.
Melissa
Right
Marion L. Bishop
@Qwerfty Animations whatever
Theresa Okon
@Carlos Lopez What is the Blasphemy?
Carlos Lopez
Blasphemers in the maga Church.
Calvin Sampson
daniel kinney Amen
Jessie B
It’s 2019 and I’m still rollin 😭
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@aayeeshah Muhammad It was 2019 when the comment was written..