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i want you next to me
for the rest of my life
im singin' no more lonley nights
like Bob Marley
everything is gonna be alright
said i want you by
Bitches do anything for a check
I ain't tip her, man, now she upset
Tell these hoes to get sponsored by Nike
Trust me, I know these niggas don't like me
(RJ on the beat) judging by my wrist (wrist)
I couldn't tell you the time
'Cause to a bitch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise
'Cause if you
a li'l God Son
Bob Marley Mojo Risin and some Nate Dogg
Made a lane to keep my temple from a AR
And keep this li'l dude from poppin' off
Demeanor and my
and make a preacher scream out Holy Shit!'
This niggas triple-six, but the reverse of it
Slaughter tracks sorta like the murders commited by Berkowitz
Sometimes I wear my hair down to my back
Or I cut a bob and do it into single plaits
And if it's the summertime maybe do a weave
Always change my
them a shooter, ride by pon yeng yeng as scooter, ghetto life, poor life dont mean you affi be a loser, you live in a lie hear the truth ya (truth ya)
Yo where we at hey yah
Yo where we at hey yah
Yo where we at hey ya
Idk where we at
Yooo it's 2pac, DOOM and Bob Marley
Looks like their having
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
to the nation
Tatted Bob Marley face to help
Me through all my phases
This livin' life shit is startin' to
Take a hold on me
Started out with verbalizin' poetry
I rap about's factual up and down
King Edwards' up and down Bastable
Catch me on the avenue kitties by the
Big shop kitties come from Faircross
Robin
pricy the bobs was dirt cheap
I put Izzy on the map I know thats a bold statement
But quick let me give you an explanatiion
When I was 14 I ended up in
life would be
If I hadn't always had Bob Dylan with me
I mean everything he wrote
I'm strung out on heroes
My friend Jeff Lewis says Songs cbout
was really by my side
All the times that I cried nigga didn't you realize
That you not fuckin' with me, I'm that motherfuckin guy
To the shit young
the kitchen whippin' good, build a souffle
My man's on his Bob Marley, Build a jay
But my man barely gettin' by, that's why he sweat
Big T, Henny on the mic,
[Originally by Bob Dylan]
Go away from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I'm not the one you want babe
I'm not the one you need
You say
more time
You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine
[Chorus: x2]
Look at all this rumors
Started by jealous people
And basically that's what
ain't just the deal
Why I'm in it for
My nigga pissed 'cause I ain't been to see him
I was in the lab
Working on my tape with Rich and Ian
By
to make it my whole crew is king muthafucka
Sunny days ain't none around here
Go by one rule always gotta stay prepared
Keep it in gear just in case you
time coming now I'm here to save
Too many hares that this turtle alway wins the race
Killer B, Bagwell, serving y'all these groceries
I'm in my prime
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You see, I'm 'bout to get paid and not afraid to admit it
To fail's never part of the plan, I'm never quittin'
I always gave it all that I
(by Bob Marley)
No sun will shine in my day today; (no sun will shine)
The high yellow moon won't come out to play:
(that high yellow moon won't
told you twice before but I'll say it one more time
You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine
[Chorus: x2]
Look at all this rumors
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