Lyrics:

Close your eyes for me
For a second
Sh, just for a second
Yeah, like that
Uh


Mr. Brownskin Brooklyn, brother, lover, best friend
Centuries hated for that ebony complexion
They answer no questions, I want some
Heart beatin' awful like that bass drum, prayin the day come
Uncover where you came from, ancient as Abram
Holy water sacred as Jacob
Your eyes shine like the stars that parlay over beds, stop
Because outlier sisters sew the wounds of the day, right?
Brother to the night and when the lights on, you transcend the rhyme form
Uh, protagonist of this song
The world wrote you wrong, let me love you enough
To sing for you, dream of you, bang that Jodeci and fiend for you
Roam your inner globe until you moan along the blues scale
Promise I won't tell, as bad as I wanna brag about you
Yell tones and chords unknown, unclothed
I transpose only when we alone, when we alone

Baby, your brown skin's gold
You know I love to watch you shine
Baby, your brown skins gold
See your truth reflect inside my eyes


Uh, Southern is your walk like a down South drawl
Like a deep funk bassline brewin' between your thighs
Sinkin' Johnny Gill, oh my, sunken the key of life
Stevie see me and wonder why I get terrified
Teary-eyed, don't know whether to run or rhyme, I see you
Black as the king in his prime, Chicago '65
The world claim color blind, play like you Busta Rhyme
I let you touch it until we manifest a ancient tribe
Even when you cross the line
My love is rough, take you to war, go to war for you at the same time
'Cause you are mine, divine falsetto, heavy your heart like mine
When you walk by, wish I could press rewind and freeze frame you
Like how I pause and play you with my mind, I'm
Your sanctuary from the pain outside, huh
The most comfortable, lovable
Michelangelo's David couldnt fuck with you, uh


Baby, your brown skins gold
You know I love to watch you shine
Baby, your brown skin's gold
See your truth reflect inside my eyes

Uh, for you
Feels so good to know that youre loved by somebody so wonderful
Ooh, no more searching, no more searching the world
It's all right, it's all right, ooh


Let the record play Donny Hathaway
This is a song for you
I know the world wrote you wrong
Let me write you the right way
Let me phrase you the right way
Let me paint you
Mr. Brownskin
Let me write you the right way, yes
Let me phrase you, uh
Let me paint you, Mr. Brownskin
Uh, let the record play Donny Hathaway
'Cause this is a song for you, ah
For you, for you, for you
Mr. Brownskin, uh, uh
Uh
For you, uh, yes