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a document about chem trails
Follow Bob down the rabbit hole
Come to your sense 2 weeks later standing in a field strapped to a cardboard "bomb" filled with
a cow
Hittin switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Redneck fella, moonshine sella
Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day
Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way
Now one fine day old Sandy Bob he
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
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
my buddy
He'll be standin' by me
Just another half of
The two headed freak
But I need him like
My heart needs to beat
At this point
In this
Girl I know you one of the few who
Bob and weave she been tried and true too
Bitches be lessons and you a blessing
And I heard that ya stressing so
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
34, 34
2 birds, 2 sides of the swingman
3rd time, fuck a charm, this a ring band
Right here when they ask
"Where the king at?"
Chain on a thrift
are too soft
Don't remind me of Dylan or Marley
But regardless, they're two Bob
Was a young gun, but we're still on, Lewi White
Been here so long,
on the left-hand side
Sean gone 'til November, stole Wyclef's ride
Bob Backlund, carjacking, New Jersey driving
Y'all niggas ain't think about rapping 'til you
Can I get an Amen? Woo!
So that's right BoB
When you stand on the shoulders
Of those who came before
You might just see far enough to realize
And by
guitar bum whose name I never knew
Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away
There was this
open sleigh
A day or two ago,
I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank;
drop somebodies
Yeah (Noo)
Feel like I got chop somebody
Yeah
Bet on two shotgun shells right by, come by us
Yeah
Think I might have to zip somebody
Bill ain't a sucka
Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker
Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me
I'm dead so pass the bob G
was born with a set of horns
By two fucking assholes on September the fucking fourth
Fuck it I'm fucking bored so fuck it and fuck it more
I'm fucking
Ok
Kicks two tone
Makers interracial
And the parents can't stomach it
Guts busting out the navel
Left handed bandit
Bars still llamas
Gaps and that's
Christmas to you, my dear Bob!”
And Scrooge was better than his word,
He did it all and so much more.
And Tiny Tim didn't die
The man stood always by his
into my eyes
If I let you that close. But you can't see Past My Shades
If I close'em like B.o.B. and Lupe
Call this "Exodus 2" because: Yes, it's true
It
the court room, my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
With a mic, bitch, and I'm nice, bitch
Six rings, yeah, I'm on that Mike shit
But I hit her two weeks ago
Sip the drink, hit the reefer smoke
Sip
lungs are damaged
Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free
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