Lyrics:
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
with the high-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And bob your body
smoke earnin'
So high, spitting on the sky, the extraterrestrial's have arrived
Passports, we fly by, no court time
Throw the peace sign, by the Chevy
'Cause it's pretty hard to find a good man
Who gives a god damn...
When he's treated like Job by the powers that be
What are the rest of us fucks
Of fashion and flair
Have Bob and Danny Zarem (22) fly down
The older set'll need a pet
So who do you get well Danny has a granny
(23) who's the talk
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
to see the rain falling
Ain't no cloudy days in a world so gray
They just want to see the weather falling on my crown
I just hope to never let you down
to see the rain falling
Ain't no cloudy days in a world so gray
They just want to see the weather falling on my crown
I just hope to never let you down
appears
After big rain
Sky decorated
By seven colors
Rain, rain, rain
It rains everything
It rains everything
But the rain must be stop
Glad to have, glad
“Frequencies of Life” lyrics - written and performed by Tyrone (2 Dub Official) Mosby
Life Frequencies
Alright, smooth it out
You know, one thing
This is Headliner from Arrested Development, and I come here tonight
To give thanks to the rain, so brothers and sisters please put down your
rain or shine, they won't wonder whether I
Was moving' mountains in my prime
Ain't no question bout who I influence
Never say I'm gonna try and do it
style when I walk out
Name an owner that's better than mine
They like my doggy style it's oh so wild
I might bark but I won't bite
Roof doggy lot
sorrow (Sorrow), Watch them tears gone follow
But the streets don't care Ain't shed a tear you forgotten by tomorrow (So For Real)
Chopper gone sing that's
the rug you know
They say when it rain it poor
So if it's cold it just might snow
Y'all got the chills chill
It's just the anointing bro
What God tell me
A strong masculine hand
With a Dudley Do-Right wristwatch
And flexy bracelet
GRABBED IT
And answered
In a deep, calmly assured voice:
"So... ah...
like the new Houdini
escaping from the belly of a whale
it's hard to tell when you'll die
so turn the world on to it's side
cell phones cars
fall, oh let the rain fall
So go ahead
dressin', fly as hell
Dive in that water, Michael Phelps I got the juice like it's Welch
Boy, you broke, but you act like it's wealth Can't go broke, I
be claiming that she fine
So then why you using filters
Homeboy say he stacking bricks
Man you must be Bob the Builder
Oh my God yea on God
Y'all be
On keeping staff
I moved them to my city
I’m still helping when
They do me dirty
Man
I’m too forgiving
But it got me this far
So I keep on giving
Some days
And put into action
Listen
This Buju gotta go
No Banton
But I swear man
It gets me vex
Cah They stunt with the re up pee
So casually
Then get left on read
at night
She's a rose that blooms at night
And all the streets were wet and slicked with rain
Outside my green front door
Number 48 seemed dull by
of a man, purely
It's a sight to be seen
God-fearing and dipping with a minivan
"Thumbs up" while they're painting my portrait
Like a Bob Ross to "Beat
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