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This is Spider 1 to Spider 2, do you copy? Over
Loud and clear, Spider 1
Spider 1, you got some company up ahead
Ight, I ain't finding no spiders

of bobsleigh
Yeah My name is not Robert, but if it was then bob slay
My mom told me not to smoke, but still I took the highway
I've been rapping at the same

For the Outlawz

Big B

Whiskey and Women [CD/DVD]

2011

prolly never see the Opry, if I did I'd laugh
I'd probably break some long necks then go out like Cash
They put me in the prison trade, see ya in San

cannot climb it
Mission accomplished, next assignment
You need alignment and some refinement
Go and look for self and don't
Come back until you find it

we some alley cats
I go to war for mines, homie, if you playing that
The homie Maniac hit you in your cranium
Tripping off the drugs, been a minute,

a ratchet
Put a nigga in the casket, dead body with some maggots
Pistol on my side, p-p-pistol on my side
Young Nola bout to ride, let me do a drive-by

Workin' on my game cause it's time to tax
I'm on a crazy mission to wax Bob Mack, shit
Up to the top, 'till the very last drop
(yeah)
I'll make you tapes

Bob like it's Marley
The way I'm making these hits I feel like I'm Paul McCartney
But I'm new and improved
I leave it all in the booth
By booth I mean

just incase I have to zap em
Foot on the gas yeah
I'mma do the dash
Messed up some cash yeah
And then I made it back
Baby so thick from the front I can

that shit, then I'ma come and spin again
Some time we can spend again
All I know, I gotta keep on pushing through the trials and the tribulations
Staying

on my name y'all in the way
Y'all on my dick more then my bitches you niggaz gay
Use my name to get some pussy that's how you niggaz play
These niggaz

to my door
Ain't have a pistol, then now protected, rest assured
Surveillance gon' spot him before he make it through the door
If I see two shots again,

lessons, then it would mean they were encouraging me to be a musician. I think they probably had some inner conflict themselves with this piano and that

not done yet
On to the next
My name is kg
Would you like some wine
Came here by train
Can't afford a ride
You know the life in ny
That was quick
Wine

tada
Then I paint a billion Van Goughs on her bra
Dropping bombs like I was Von Braun 
Me, Patrick, Spong Bob and your mom
On on all expenses paid trip

decline, it ain't no Patsy, baby!
Light some sage 'cause your spirit is wrong
How the fuck you don't bob your head while hearing this song?
I bop and weave

Always Well will arrive one way or another
We will torture your dreams, we're fueled by screams
Cans of yellow even SpongeBob couldn't eat
Always Strong is

gripped by Kane
One hit got me stuck
It's the hero killer: Strain!
Just roll it in a Bob
When it hits, you feel no pain
And I don't need a grabba
I could

breathing hour's more worse than third previous
Recently woke up sore, after crashing on ground 
Flown over, heads by flying under radar
At most fear above,

Ricky bubbs and julian
We are some hooligans
Chilling in starcourt mall sipping orange Julius
Who is this?
I dont know 
So i slam the phone
Tricking

Ain't no mistake
I'ma be making you pay
Ripping out your vertebrae
Ain't no escape
Don't even care if you pray
You fake and you stink of decay
You some

moan
I'm waist deep but I got a coco wit me
They call her diamond n the club she stripped n bought some Tiffany
Use to fuck rats on rugs you can ask

on some night moves like Bob Seger
High on life, right here and now
Just a little bit more than the law will allow
Marchin' to the beat of my own drum
Got

be right by your side
Little baby please don’t cry
Like I’m Bob Marley everything is gonna be alright
Follow god he’ll lead you thru the path and thru