Lyrics:
gone be okay
Confused by love so many times I been scarred up
Innocence tooken away I give you tough love
Lost my grandma I was gone worst feeling
hearing his grunts and the rustling of
his leaves, his great purring
and measured love by these things,
and so love became a fearful calm,
and i have
Cause I came from the struggle
And all I do is hustle
I'm tryna get my money, ayo
I said I came from the struggle
And all I do is hustle
I'm tryna
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Jeremiah 1:5, Acts 17:25
It could have gone either way when it came down to the choice
To keep the life
ain't by myself
Yeah
I been in tribulations and I done came across some trials
I been in situation where my back was against the wall
Talk about
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
the sanitizer? (Jheeze)
Just flutter by, he said "Giggs can you handle this?"
He said "Float like a butterfly"
I bring truth, but they love a lie
Plans, I'm
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both
can send a pack
Wide receiver, wide receiver
Who the quarterback better check my zodiac
I done came up out the house
Couldn't give a fuck bout a total
the field?
Flow sick lyrically i am ill
U miss me i got a vibe u cannot kill
And These bitches gonna die trynna match up the skill
Came in game with
and shit
Corvette it came with da stars
These niggas they broke with no car
How you still broke with a job
Like how you a nigga named bob
You not a trap
with me
We've come along to hear you all play
And I know the wide porch is the place to be
'Hi there! I'm so glad you dropped by
Betty replies
We'd love
Then the bugging like roaches
Country nigga born in the Chocolate City
Raised by 2 country folk from the down the south
With a mama that loves me dearly
Hercules!
Break it down!
Break it down!
Break it down!
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what real hip hop is boy
"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm
(Dope)
You know you know you know you know you know I came with my woes
(My woes)
I’m about to go in like a Trojan
(Trojan)
You know that I come from
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway,
I'm dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed, bury the paper on the makers
Martin had a dream, Bob got high
I still do both
the patience at?
Nigga make his own brother face his back
Give love, then take it back
Good grief, man, this world is quite heavy on my aching back
Cops
the patience at?
Nigga make his own brother face his back
Give love, then take it back
Good grief, man, this world is quite heavy on my aching back
Cops
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
"
Lets go to a party" muhfucka
Rap Game Bob Barker the price is right
Got diamonds in your fucking sight
6'2 the height and I smell like top flight
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