Lyrics:
pick you up
So you can see my name
I'm looking in your eyes so deep I think I see your brain
Your sexy voice sounds sweet to the ear like a song Bob
Feeling like Calvin when he got that job
Like bad girl Riri when she got that bob
Like the first black girl in the white school
Like the first rap
Low key like '03 weed in the heater Vents
Cuz heavy is the head that holds the Crown
And it's weighin' my shoulders down
We in too deep non swimmers is
shower pissin'
I made my intro getting fucked in the Pinto
Now I'm skin deep in the Lexus Jeep
Peep the Queen sista, if I would fuck wit' Mista
They'd
mob
Like Bob said on Natty Dread, you afi dead
If you try us, David vs Goliath
Is the label that I'm on so go buy us
My shit is bias, deep underground
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
harder than you've
Ever fucking seen i mean
I'm banging on this beat like in
Playing in a band man
Y'all are fucking sleepin' on me
You must know
23 from deep
Like a sighting from Jordan down the block
This position I put you in
(Ewing) is the spin and bang
I'm Jordan on the block
Bred with
have no place to sleep
Had to take it day by day; living life week by week
All the strife and sufferation, plus you know that the pain cut deep
Now I'm
the truth deep in the past
And then it told me
I had a dream that I was flying in the Universe
I see the truth deep in the past
Universe
I had a dream that
As anyone in that crowd
Policeman was wrong to shoot him down
It's high time we say it out loud
Sometimes late at night
I'm down by the waterside
Watching
with a cardboard box, in the manner preferred by famous singing christians.
Rhonda reaches inside the briefcase and locates her 'special atomic glasses'
deep inside (reach)
Just to dust off my pride
Fast forward, came in the game
With a dollar and a dream (and a dream)
If you have goals I’m sure
You know
rose to the occasion (It's drippin' right down my lap)
Now, I'm a dead man!
The unspoken truth
Denial of youth
Solicited by crude
In your day to day
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
A young Mugabe dreaming of Harare
As he falls asleep in Mozambique
My dreams ring, swim out the deep
The line crackles, pulls me out my sleep
Comrade, what
and the Beast)
Her love is too deep (too deep)
Shawty trying to live life for free
Shawty trying to party with the Team (wit the team)
Like we in the V.I.P
no longer leaping, he's sleeping
While you pussy niggas is sleeping, I'm thinking
Deep in thought, the boy ain't even winking
Bob Marley got me
no longer leaping, he's sleeping
While you pussy niggas is sleeping, I'm thinking
Deep in thought, the boy ain't even winking
Bob Marley got me
rate, don't sweat
Love all animals, do you have any pets
I love to stay fit though running is a chore
Always deep in thought, so you can know more
Not
reason
Dig deep and I keep breathin I'm leavin my dream sleep when not sleepin I'm seen dreamin
Want hot beats it seem that I'm heat seekin
Just bout every
summertime parks in the heat
Like a janitor a nigga keys
She on my body .. seamstress
I'm fucking on some body dream bitch
Fronto my blunt got a mean hit ..
about a dime a dozen
Ash and exhale, days keep on coming
Collapsing supernova
I got work by Bova
Up in the shadowbox
Framed like it was priceless
Bob
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