Lyrics:
Yeuh yeuh yeuh
Check me out now
Check me out now
Go head then..
[Verse 1]
Allow me 2 introduce myself again
Bobs at tha office but bobby ray is in
the message of good with my Now Rule mighty
Step up to the right, dispense and be known
Remember what I said is to teach your own
At home first, and as we
He took a sip from his can, and asked me if I had any songs by a man called Bob Marley
I said I did, started to play one and he sang and danced along
the iceman like wim hof extreme sports
My verses full of clappers let the thing talk
Bob and weaving on the beat I see these haters turning green
It's
winter, 1989
My brother good at ball, I can't play no sports
They won't let you pack a tool on the b-ball court
Cluster Ave, Monty Paul, where my daddy
whether
We sport the dread locks or a shaved head
Or if we have a sticker from the dead
I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse
another human
Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day
He couldn't make us stay
We had our shit together
It don't matter whether
We sport
you want me
And don't I know that you know that I know that you know
That I want you
So let it be known by letter or phone
All our other lovers
puppy's
We da big dargs them boy never could be
Man got nicked with the brucky
Man was in jail just keepin up fuckry
Yeah
If the ride goes wrong we got
stomach, fucking rip it all apart
A hollow cage of calcium that used to hold my heart
I know I'm meant to be alone
(Holding myself hostage by all of this
a warning:
Clean up that attitude by morning!
Nothin' but good (good good nothin but good)
Nothin' but good (good good nothin but good)
Nothin' but good
Good weed, pretty girls in my whips
We be really in the mix
Cardboard boxes, say a prayer before we ship
We be really in the mix
Big ass stones
didn't mean that
The mean fat black fat tracks and old dreams at
I'm all teen strapped, sports a bean hat
Want to rhyme to be down, but homie ain't
a blood sport
Mic check
Least that's what it feel like
"Slow down, sit tight", what they tell me
You should try walkin' light with two left feet
the holy spirit had me denying What's true
Devil coming through with different type of schemes
GOD by SIDE
I JUST BOB AND WEAVE
I may fall short
Put
We've got Gina, Gladys, Clive
Scotty, Abbott, Big Bob Katter
It's good to be alive
How good is Australia
And how good is cotton
Water thieves while we're
The 2002 Winter Olympics are next week,
and the theme song for the olympics is "America" by Neil Diamond
Now, no offence to Neil Diamond but thats
the whole damn world
We gangsterous!
Bitches on niggas, let them think they got game
We sent them hoes, them hoes know Bob by they name
We put the P's in
[Intro]
*Jesus loves me, yes I know*
Our Father, who art in heaven
hallowed be thy Name, thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,
*For the Bible tells me
be?
Like me ya black superhero
Got enough zeros to hire Bob Shapiro
Ya Honor I'mma have to get rid of ya
Because it ain't no trivia about my flat in
be really you
Is there anything time can't do
David Foster's been promoted, he's a decent sort
Peter's gone to Dad's old Public School, it's good
With the songs we creating and musically relating
Sex, niggas talk by bodies in chalk
Meanwhile, they boot-shaking
On some punk shit, faking
Wait, I
take
For HECS sake
Are you awake
Pardon Me
Forgive Student debt
Live without sports bet
Indexation
Inflation
Housing affordability Conversation
Aitch
H
team won
So this sports talk isn't very fun
I'd rather be at home petting my cat (Meow)
That's where the good life is at
Where
Is
My
Cat
Don't you want
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