Lyrics:
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never
god, really need ya)
Just lay down your burdens by the riverside (help me baby, help me sweetheart)
Hah, and you'll be alright, ya'know what I'm sayin?
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
said oh my god, oh my, god
I said oh my god, oh my, god
I said oh my god, oh my, god
Bob bless boy fair enough I want fur coats
Sushi rolls chase
who you
I swear to god you bragging bout a new dude (Oh my god)
I heard he was mad so I move with a new tool
She tell me they brake up I tell that hoe
the fake facades
There was a couple of times
I should of died
But its all by the grace of my GOD
His mercy his favor
The Alpha The Omega
The beginning
support him
I never thought you would sell out
You're becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show
You walked right by me, I'm like
Bob was that guy who fights
Gets into a gun battle type
With a knife
Like, if you challenge him right now
You may be humbled by the fact
That he is
designer
He put this fire in me my head bob back and forth like a recliner
You think I was a climber the way I climb higher
Time goes by I design up some
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
the swag
Like Steph and Klay we made a splash, God's got us in our bag
I've got a real ambition for the task
Been assigned by Jesus Christ to carry out
whattup?
Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
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One Of Us
If God had a name, what would it be
And would you call it to His face
If you were faced with Him in all His glory
What would you ask if
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE
Ain't no hesitating
Im demonstrating
I been patient
Pray to God I make it
Cruisin by my lonely
Swerving down an icy road
Its a narrow path ahead I got
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never
on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one
creatures I held off on unleashing
Peep it
Ill harmonic soul symphonic chronic rhymes and it's kinda hypnotic
God, it has got to be time that
I spent writing
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry: (to thing-fish)
Anything you say, master! take me, I'm yours!
(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch
clique to the T-O-P on G-O-D with B.o.B.
Tell by the hat, you could tell by the tat, you could tell how I act, you could tell how I rap that I represent
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