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rung
Tilled by roving Trojans ogling agrostis by
The checkered gonfalon blobbing hymns
Drip out of the creases
Till it's contradance
Bob your hands

sleep I see the city at night in my robes
And if you want me get in line there's columns and rows
Designated
Elevated, I'm hella hated
By hell rats so I

So I'm taking my chances
She
Then we held each other
In the dark
Listening to "Rain"
By Bob James
Ah
Lianne
On Saturday morning
She was nice enough

gon die by the same hand that helped him eat
Hop right out the Johny wit them long ass sticks
But the vics was posted wit em think I hit the wrong bitch

at the Laundromat is convenient
But not very punk rock
My job is to arrange things
Created by other people
Capitalism is the most natural of all social systems

align, construct by design
Take them by surprise, shifting paradigms
Doing my thing and nobody is stopping me
Heartbreak is temporary I am the prophecy

Looking at 
All this rappers Iv been eating 
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly

I’m a shot (short) caller 
It’s like I’m on the phone with

from
Grieving in the street
Cautious
I'm getting nauseous
By them losses you receiving
Expected better
You told detectives everything
Except the weather

and you'll see just what I mean
It's an elevated state, when Payback is on the scene
L.A. is my city, you are now privy
Dope rhymes in a litany get the spot up

or die
In time gone by the missions reassigned
Left for a breather came back with a 3.5
Big smoke city can't ever just recline
Freeze, ice, chill
Just need

I'm flooding the city, I'm serving the thunder
I'm stacking all winter, and grinding all summer
Take your bitch, dick her down, give her pipe like

Sitting by the pond pupils huge lookin sauced


 These bitches ain't for me passed around gettin tossed


Running all around they tryna get me playin' tag

Bob pickin' thru seeds just to get a high my enemies barely gettin by
If YU send a fee YU could get the ZA when I get the green know i'm hittin' right

luggage
While I'm running on E
Don't forget uh
It was your dream job
Paying off Visa
Live out by the seaside
And It's all make believe
Until they seeing

call me bob the builder the way i stack, racks past the ceiling

And 3rd
Barely go off what see and nutn that  you heard
Can't tell me shit you heard

clip hit em' like Bob the Builder I'ma doodle the bitch
Breaking them walls down
I showed them Jesus Walks, now they All Fall Down
I seen them all smile

I get propositioned by the ladies,  you'd think that it was Sadies
My music came up to quick I got the Bends no Mercedes
Hot as hades, shittin on em

Crab Rappers

Nonchalant

Until the Day

1996

and Nonchalant's got your hot sauce
Play your cards right now you sweat the inner city
I got all the diamonds so hard so plus I got the kitty
You still want to test

From Then Till Now

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

Guns, shootouts and crack sales
Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell
No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po-lice
This whole week,

My World "I Want It"

B.G.

Life After Cash Money

2004

wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

My ghetto pass go state to state
I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet

Bob, Krusty Krab-ier 
White sandy beach, a squirrel chasing nuts
Yeah, Sandy Cheeks
Wanna rap with me? 
You might better drinking anti-freeze
Understand

Natureboy over everything
Don't run up on a nigga like me
Last boy tried it he ended up flying
Now his boys posting rip
Can't find Faygo in the city

inflation, 
That's economic 
Witness, the US dollar plummet 
The corporate rich 
This got them sick to they stomach 
RIP Bob Lee, our country sick 
They

close and my enemies closer
We runnin' around in thousand dollar clown suits
Better get some boots when Lucifer turn your city to Beirut

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