Lyrics:
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*taken from the album entitled "The Fine Art Of Surfacing"
*Written by Bob Geldof
this program to bring you a special bulletin
Bob Digital located inside the hood again
Last seen helpin the crack fiend in detox
Smackin this cat in
this program to bring you a special bulletin
Bob Digital located inside the hood again
Last seen helpin the crack fiend in detox
Smackin this cat in
weapons
Hence why they all stumble
And I'm tryna dance in March
Tryna get off of the bubble
Make my way to the chip
Cuz you know the chips crumble
That
I stay connected to the pussy like cat dog
But you can’t fuck with everything especially not a bitch with a stench
Just like the pad they live in I
Know they gotta feel me
Knowing they gone feel me baby
See bitch I'm racked up back up lil Nigga don't make me act up
Watch how I bob and build
doin hexes
From midland near Odessa
Love my cat that's expected
Not the one I dissected
ALL THE CASH I COLLECT IT
Only thing on my grocery list is lip
chiggity Chad
The Spider's flow will deliver some of the dopest shit you've higgity had
I'm reppin' Philly, PA by way of NEPA
Only go forwards don't go
really wanna sneak you in?
Lynx and Bob cats, no better than the muskrat
Just because one has a fucking swirly mustache
If you keep pulling on my leg I
car
How you still broke with a job
Like how you a nigga named bob
You not a trap nigga stop
You cant even trap in the dark
These niggas scared they not
[Marc 7]
It's all splendid
Yeah, like Kevin Lockerbie
Rockin' some beige Wallabees
Blinded by the mockery
[Soup]
Time is never stoppin' me
Drop
taste
Every time I'm on the beat you hearing
(hoooooo)
But really I'm a cool cat
Look how I do that
How do you do that? (uh)
Hoppin on a plane shit it
[Originally by Bob Dylan]
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
Peopled call, say, beware doll,
Rather die enormous than live dormant
That's how I'm on it
That's the Jay-Z lyric that I'm living by
I promise
Gotta take that leap and don't look
Look
at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em crying, "You gon' sell out?" Ya damn right!
I
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
expressing myself with what feels right
Live by your own mantra you'll find peace
That pessimism and cynicism won't define me
I march to the beat of my own
of Chi, taught to look into the eye
I identify with dobbs and weaves, and niggas makin moves
That bob and weave, and niggas with jobs on the side sell
was a nympho
Raised in the temple of Chi, taught to look into the eye
I identify with dobbs and weaves, and niggaz makin moves
That bob and weave,
of ya'll motherfuckers out there, y'all know it!
I'm bout to show you right here, check it out
I been reppin' heavy to all you tardy cats
While you
cats or now open, are you playing with me boy
Watch a nigga bob and weave, and then we break jaw
We ain't barring no law
Snap rugged and rough,
and North Star from down in the Westside
KnowwhatImean?
Eh-yo, they gon' come and blast this shit over
YouknowImean?
Think we don't need no Shaolin cats
the stick (yeah)
They all baddies, how can I pick?
She like, "Smiggz, I'm gettin' thick"
She like, "B.O.b, I need a bag", it's a red flag (yeah)
Duvy in
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
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