Search results for im not ashamed by bob p 366490

We've found 48 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching im not ashamed by bob p 366490:



won't go underground
And I'm not ashamed of the cross I've claimed

They're taking notes on what we say
You know they'd like to lock us all away
Can't
I hit the border
Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to ATL boi you betta not hide
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
dismissed, prosecutor says, "Can em"
Now I'm ashamed of my national anthem

Verse Two: Sir Mix-a-Lot

The pentagon had a plan for a rescue
They said
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
a character, action figure
Niggas laugh at ya
You niggas wanna be Migos
But you niggas know that you is not a trio
Sit back and observe I’m drinkin
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob
ain't playing with niggas, no sir not me
And they can't blindfold what my third eye see
Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free
And the coupe
somethin'
No way in the world that you can deny my method
As my record rotates,my words get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not
right now under the influence
But if you'd just torch those that say I shouldn't do this
Bob Marley'd out, at least 'til I'm back by the lake
But I
a dick head, not dildo

I chill though, pippin' in the Range
All this icin' I'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain
Who was first that moved with
deep throat professionals

My D.I.P.'s we so professional
Got weed, coke, and ecstasy, lean, dope, and wet to sale
We blow jars of the dank, like Bob
not by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I’m
not by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
And I’m
doin here? 
I'm ashamed of you, I'm bein straight 
I hate you, I'm not gonna face you 
I'ma take you to White Castle asshole 
I don't wear platinum,
And you could probably find me wherever the wolves parade
I was born to be a killjoy, I'm a old brat
Conceived by Adam and Eve, so who you mad at?
Not
Carnival cruise
And these n****s talkin' like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes
It’s the red bottom boss, came to buy the bar
Every by week, s***, I’m
the same, I am a martian, this is space jam, 
No ceilings R-I-P a man, moth'fucking cave man
Beating on my chest Young Money Cash Money, 
And I'm eating
(that you need) 
keep it by the zip to the pound to the ki' (to the Ki') 
used to grind for days all night (all night) 
now I check my boys Bob P