Lyrics:
Bob the Builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the Builder
Yes, we can
Scoop, Muck and Dizzy, and Roley too
Lofty and Wendy join the crew
Bob
goes a just like that yeah
Now break it down
Auto logic
On auto pilot
Silence equals death
And death equals silence
The crew that doesn't choose
Bob the Builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the bulider
Yes we can!
Scoop, Muck and Dizzy and Roley too
Lofty and Wendy join the crew
Bob and the gang
without warning the very next morning
Once we step thru the door, party over, that's the endin
You and your crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead men
Bump me
n Portsmouth town on the eastern shore
Where many a fine ship was born.
The Thresher was built
And the Thresher was launched
And the crew
In Portsmouth town
On the eastern shore
Where many a fine ship was born
The Thresher was built
And the Thresher was launched
And the crew
Hey! (go...go...go...go...)
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C (go...go...go...go...)
C'mon (go...go...go...go...)
Drop auto logic
You thought you could get wit'
to die
Cap in raps that's what they do
The Feds too hot like what ya move
ATF all in my city
Bob the builder we keep tools
They be switching up
Sorry boys
The totem pole wobble, Ark builders God rush
Beams of light, stop ya breathin, it's huntin season
Honey eye-ballin down for no reason
Grab her close, play
The totem pole wobble, Ark builders God rush
Beams of light, stop ya breathin, it's huntin season
Honey eye-ballin down for no reason
Grab her close, play
Lord of mercy, Lord of mercy
This is Natty Conqueror
Mi don't have time for jester
Anyway, well I'm the same stone that the builders refused
Now
some after hours spots
My crew would choose violence, move in silence
Who knew I grew to build an empire?
Streets had me against the ropes woulda
Lord of mercy
Lord of mercy
This is natty conqueror
Me don't have time fi jester
Anyway, well I'm the same stone that the builders refuse
Now look,
niggas is trife
It's the, semi auto you can bring it on yo
I'm pullin' out strippin' niggas just like a porno flick
I'm sick the Mobb rolls thick
Cross
two of our crew still lay suspended cool
In their tombs of sleep.
Those nagging choirs of memory
The tubes and wires
Worming from their flesh
Come on man y'all know I use auto tune, bruh
(Come on man y'all know I use auto tune
Bruh) y'all know I use it a lot bruh
I don't really care bruh
4 e' la mañana paso por el Drive Thru
El auto lleno e' humo porque viene mi crew
La city está encendida parece Pikachu
Parece que estamos acelerando
a magnificent ride
Thank you Amtrak you kept the names
Of many of those famous trains
The Empire Builder the Auto Train
The Capitol Limited ride the train
wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with
My verbals
AutoMac,
A mi me encanta ganar,
Yah, yah, yah, yah.
AutoMac
Me prendo en la fila del AutoMac,
AutoMac
Te paso el menú como en AutoMac,
AutoMac
Fumando en
making me sick
Jacky cracks when she isn't on stage
See the effects of sexual neglect
No script, no crew, no auto-cue
No audience telling her what
a breadwinner the Empire Builders
Nothings realer than a legacy Builder
1 team 1 dream how you mean
We just tryna build Noranjo hierarchy
Pick a team
Team
making me sick
Jacky cracks when she isn't on stage
See the effects of sexual neglect
No script, no crew, no auto-cue
No audience telling her what
Back to the crib, to the stu
Packs in the whip need to move
Back to the stu, to the crib
That's how the crew need to live
Back to the stu,
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