Lyrics:
regal
Part Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, Bobbito
Bald eagle soaring on 'em, got me transforming on 'em
Ayyyy
Gotta keep it in the zone, zone zone
Ayyyy
Keep it
like Bob, not Marley
I'm on so I gotta have my cake like a party
You be on some shit, in love with her body
She gon' fuck the whole crew
You gon' say I'm
(by Bob Marley)
Stir it up; little darlin', stir it up. Come on, baby
Come on and stir it up: little darlin', stir it up. O-oh!
It's been a long,
Just, j-j-just kids
J-j-just kids, just, just kids
Like we were just kids
Just kids, j-j-just kids
J-j-just kids, j-j-just kids
Bob Marley was painted
tradition
Or burn a peace pipe, and cythe like the injins
Or burn a big spliff, bob marley stile
Buffalo soldier, rosta farey stile
Smokes on pisurp
(we
to Driveby
I puff the Black & Mild, crusin on a Harley -- flickin ashes
Givin crazy baldheads the finger like Bob Marley
Suaver than synthetic players, that's
heard
Bob Dylan continued, Bob Marley resurged
Here's some realness for dinner, here's some more for dessert
Oh, leftovers, hope our bodies don't
Yea...|Get drunk and throw your cups up and smoke.|It aint Bob Marley if you dont cough and choke.|All haters somewhere hatin cuz they mad
may be)
I C U When I Get There
Pull out to Mark and Kev
Bob Marley here, Marvin Gaye, uh, yo
I C U When I Get There
To all my homies, straight up done
I'm smokin' on jet fuel like Bob Marley
I spent a hunnid thousand on my necklace, check
Real street nigga from the set, mmh, check
I was in
I'ma live through 'em
Word to Bob Marley he put memories in melodies
It's relevant in the present though he made it in the 70's
That right there was
my eyes
Swingin' them hips when you pass
I'm visualizing my name tattooed on that ass baby
Jump on this Harley
Lets go smoke some of that Bob
know, that's what it's all about like
It's fuckin' simple economics
They reckon bob marley's dead but he's not, man,
Cause he was on the TV last
Me not joke, me not play, me not just talk
Respect Abu-Baka, respect Mandela
Bob Marley, intelligent Rasta
Singing for world peace is Mr. Stevie
puffin; on L's, I never fell for the ohkee...
[MS]
...Doke! when your plan goes up in smoke
like a Bob Marley spliff being smoked to a roach
but
then 6 Shot baby
hot like a smokin tree baby you think I'm crazy
keep the windows foggy in the black Harley
puffin on Bob Marley the sticky ick-no seeds
part the sea, what's your fragrance, tasting like Baileys
Put me in a spell like seance
Shelter when it's rainy, Bob Marley, what's your preference?
infahmah wan' come find mi
Smokin' on Bob Marley
Mi hit di stage and di gyal jump 'pon mi
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
amiss
And I be lookin in the mirror like who is this
Lookin ass I need answers
Tell me
Did Bob Marley really die from cancer
Fela Kuti from aids
Or is
On the night of my last rap
Africa's gon' be run by blacks
And no where 'round will there be crack
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
And all my tigas gon'
disgust
But that's the game we all play and losing is a must
Only your friends know your secrets
Only they could reveal it
Word to Bob Marley that's the don
the impossible
I know that God's got me, this a block party
and I'm bringing the peace like I'm Bob Marley
But I'm doing so without ganj on me, don't need to pop
as mi have life I'm good now mi wah see better days
So mi listen to some Bob Marley music
And a few Sam Cookes, till the change gon' come
Wake up in
my Magnum Force
'cause when I lay a nigga out, they come and drag em off
(Y'all niggas crazy) Yo them boys ain't got no remorse
I take a hit of my Bob
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