Lyrics:
Bobby's goin Digital
Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet
Clouded by the Meth we move undetected
in secret society sects,
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
Bob Dylan
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by
or the bars
To bob your head and nod
I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it
So sad they were mistaken
The joy they tried to take it
Mama said
or the bars
To bob your head and nod
I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it
So sad they were mistaken
The joy they tried to take it
Mama said
and fakin' with your silicone pair
Do I want to phuck? Not hardly
That's kinda like Barbie phuckin' Bob Marley
It ain't gonna happen, I keep rappin'
no more
I done gave all, took a fall, felt a loss, cant go through that shit no more
I been through dark days, lost friends that I thought would stay
Thats dissolute
Constitute on the rhymes absolut
I spit my writtens by volume-not full value-only when im drinking
And i'll settle with that absolut
Thats
don't need no one by my side, if they can't match the vibe
Pull up to the dealer you don't see me taking test drives
You stay in the nosebleeds, I'm
(ohright govnah, you ready? c'mon then)
[Conscience aka Treefrog]
We can place the blame, but it stays the same
Remain in chains as we pray for
gray clouds
Have decided to stay with us from now on
In cities all over the world
All the people are suddenly struck
By the same idea
They're
coins
And these niggas stay sleeping I been hard
She don't wanna leave ima bob n weave
Every text message getting left on read
Know I stay up on her
live life broke
Gotta stay on my grind
Only thing on my mind
I just want the hunnids ain't a lot of my kind
I don't wanna rewind
I gotta keep it goin'
my eyes, I'm fresh to death,
Summer swagga, not suit and tie, move step by step,
Not only money in my mind, but damn right,
I got to have some, down in
Winnin'
You gotta be aware
The gun shots will leave you brain dead
Find a way to stay alive keep it close that forty-five
You gotta Be Prepared
In this
just want you to know that. Because we always thought we could get, you know, we could get reality by just putting on the clothes and wearin' the face
Hmmm, I don't even wanna fuckin do this song for real, but I wouldn't be real if I didn't
I be sittin' by myself and I be thinkin' mama what have
got thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
Although I may be high profile
I keep a low pro style
Stay calmly, but my homies
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna/Bob Halligan/Ricky Byrd)
Black streak on the boulevard
Another place they don't let you stay
White rain fallin' cold-n-hard
straight at your dome
You the kinda kid that should have left it alone
We stay whiskey drinkin', bottle breakin', girlfriend takin'
Don't really give a fuck,
lose if you paid me too
Go crazy, stay in my shoes
And wait for the day I improve
And go up by 80%
That’s just a hundred with 80 Proof
Otherwords when I
and im talkin gone with the wind Natalie Portman
Stay dusky lucky b never gonna see a girl like that go jinkies
Jay and silent bob, texas massacre, james
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