Lyrics:
Bedtime Story
By Bob Orwig
Your words came out so smooth
Like the rain against the window
That when you made your move
I was way beyond control
(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
[lyrics by Christian Lesegue and Bob Parduba]
Rise to the order of a supreme society
Strike down rebellion control identity
SWORN TO SILENCE
enough
Bob your head man roll your red, get your grind on and
Forget the FED's
It's going down in H-Town, playa look around we ain't
Scared
We ball
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob
shots to arise (brr)
Some live, some die, headshot both times (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shooter on coke lines, had him seizin' both times (ah)
Ayo, mink
flaws, motherfucker
I'ma king up in a world full of pawn motherfuckers
An artist to the end, Bob Ross, motherfucker
I'm just warmin' up and they label
of nigga that
Never falls in love
Started thinking that I might
This one was a dub
Took her to the fireworks
Guess it wasn't lit enough
Shorty said she miss
with my thoughts
I'm lost in the sauce
Iconic artist call me bob ross
Picture painting why you hating
I'm just changing all perspectives
They all
since Bob Marley have these tropical tunes shined
The winds of change are beating in time
Ana log drum patterns new millennium P.I's
Chorus
Its like
Sanskrit and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
You playin' by the basement while
I play the corner
I like a massive body count and
Have my things in order
I rob
a thug
Bottles of beer from the land of five horses
Man who wasn't there like Billy Bob Thornton
Crush-crew landin in, steppin' into the scene
Fertilize
Bob Wills
Then Robert, Janice, Waylon, and Guy
The brothers’ music filled the sky
As the sun rose in the east, that tin shack set back down
Once again
(God put a song in the heart of an angel)
(And softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinking
Lots of times about
Back when I was a lad
Of the old
a mil' in savings (mhm)
But you can still get a shaven (bah)
If I ever get caught by the paigons (uh, uh)
Badman I ain't just waving (boom)
Live my
Ayo, the child born
By this treasure on the crown worn
Highest level on the styles form
Leave your vowels torn
Consonants, protonouns worn out
something to cut in case you has to
If he was on the island he'd probably rob a millionaire
And be known for wilin' out like Bob Dylan here
These clever
the tailings,
And build a building for the New York Stork Exchange,
Then we could tell everyone about
How we live in a state that digs Radon by the ton
even cry
Asked him why?
'She in a better place now' he replied
Can't be walking with my face down
Face frown fed up
Bob Marley told me get up
Pac
I know what your plug on
I'll find him get my jug on
That barrel he gon suck on no homo
Will he live will he die
I don't know
He got hurt but he
never give in, yeah
Cause I've survived mosh pit's
With some super fly drop kicks
Only my chains swinging, yeah, cuh
I ain't into boxing, no
I don't bob
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