Lyrics:
be bringing some of my old friends and some of my new friends
But the whole point is (Redman in the motherfuckin' building)
We gon' have us some fun
be bringing some of my old friends and some of my new friends
But the whole point is (Redman in the motherfuckin' building)
We gon' have us some fun
wasn't there
And the bankers came and took my land and told me "fair is fair"
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no
"Hire you now?" they'd
the b-b-basement havin' d-d-dangerous typa thoughts
I pace for hours, hit the fuckin' vaporizer and cough
Kill everything I see and leave behind a mountain
be
The world's most elaborate joke
Have you heard the old joke about the musician
Trying to be the next Bob Dylan
All of his hopes for his future
Intro
Drey rapz
Tooor nje Ari Eniyan ti o so ireti nu ole fi google map wa ireti e
This thinking is too much for my health
Na where money dey
a little graze
I remain relevant I'm a raw element
High street intelligent product of my tenement
Son of Anarchy, smoking that Bob Marley
La la la be
am tired I am fed up
Looking for the key, open my third eye
I just want be free, take me other side
This grass is too dull for my motherfucking taste
I
The carrot dangles and dodges and bobs yet
As I scoff, and dismiss its promise of glory
I thought I'd have gotten a taste by now
But alas, the cards
Bob Marley by my lone, I’m unknown, all these other niggas phony, imitating bunch of clones
Switch flows, switch blade
You lack everything ay
I just
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark
The Lou is more
leaves the ground
It tears away with a mighty force
The air is shattered by that awesome sound
(T-plus thirty seconds, plus thirty-five
Columbia,
leaves the ground
It tears away with a mighty force
The air is shattered by that awesome sound
(T-plus thirty seconds, plus thirty-five
Columbia,
them fangas nigga
Where you hangin nigga
B.o.B you know that’s me
My motor get to sangin nigga
Ride out on yo block and leave a stain on sum
Go watch
it, no debit
Just swipe the card
You wrecked it, just let it
All fall apart (aye aye)
Don't be begging for some leggings that you only wearin' once (no
Aw, man, yeah
You ever be in the club, man
You get in a fight
People that you don't even know jump in?
You feel like you wanna hit somethin',
somebody by their steering wheel
'Cause you know that mother fucker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother fucker in that new Porsche
But like I
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
fakin'
Okay you a killer right, and Miss Cleo is Jamaican
And Bob Marley is Haitian and me and Beyonce datin'
And Jesus Christ be hatin, got mad love
was the shit but that be better then roofing that shit be bad for ya skin
Niggas was ruthless and lord knows that I've sinned
But I thought about my
Spectators be yapping on some Bob Costa shit
I ain't just talking shit, I'm Marcus Vick
Without the Heisman Trophy but
With the Hawaiian Sophies
Frequent flyer
it by Bob Dylan on a live thing, which is the opposite. It was very, very fast. And I thought, Well, how else can we do it? And I started messing
the tec
Pour out some yac for my homies then we gone sip on the rest
Im motivated by the money swear all I want is a check
For all of the ones that's been
suck like B.o.B
What rapper goes by B.o.B?
Sick with the pen not an average n***a
You don't have a hitter, you a babysitter
You ain't make it n***a,
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