Lyrics:
to love mankind before we love our wealth
Learn to love one another as we love ourselves
I'm sick of being silenced by the powers that be
All I see is war
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
love to stare cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby dats
never that
Light it up bring it back
Bring a ounce not a sack
I got it foggy as a suana in the building
Looking for ur boy
Im probably crawling
John and I are both deeply inspired
By the music of the 1960s
We stand in the shadow of
Timeless and monumental artists like
The Beatles and Stevie
And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin.
I was trying to live the fast life with no money on my dash see that gas light almost pasted out wen
I seen the gas price
Shawty wanna spot me but
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on 1 Peter 3:15, 2 Timothy 4:2
Enough of the sidelines, gotta get in the game
When nothing is ventured, nothing
co-log- nuh directly into de duo-deenum of de unsuspecting victim! now he gone see if he immune to it by e
A dab hisseff!
(singing)
Flies all green an'
spirits, see the blood I'm hackin' up
I love my kids and my fans, inside I sob harder
Cause you paid the price for my life and its right like bob barker
Bobby's goin Digital
Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet
Clouded by the Meth we move undetected
in secret society sects,
holdin' it down
Every car pass by with the music real loud, while bumpin', roamin' around
Tellin' me to make a hit but I really don't get
While they
"Bob ain't Hip-Hop" I don't know why, I guess it must be the stage name
Now put me on the track with any M.C., motherfucker know you better bring your
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
sirens roar
Better get that money, and be out the door
[W.C.]
Racket, racket, comin' out of the back end
Dead at you, he throwin' the hot lead at you
day job
Know the folk where it virgin Mary toast by the loaf
Thanks bob
Shh, every night at 12 they would march out from the back
With a tray
their hearts to beat when they see me in person
How is it a 50/50 if I need reimbursing?
They can't drink from my table
If they're not putting
ain't got no time to heal
Can't stay in my feelings for too long so I be trying to peel
Darkness caves in that's why I light my spliffs up
They need my
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Matthew 7:3,5, James 1:2, Matthew 5:16
Too many black sheep in the family
Too many stones from a house
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth when Ali
that you feel it, shine
The rap is by fleezyfleez, beat is by HMX
Beats hard makes your head bob until you break your neck
Lyrics like an ancient text,
Sober, Sober
Pass the Patrón
Yeah, lil bitch you can see what I'm on
Wait a bit, wait a bit, pass her the bone
I don't really know what you want, uh
on my sword yoshimitsu
A nigga drive proper and that’s just what ima tend to
Sambo got the runtz he smoke that shit by the zone
Gargoyle kush he light it
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