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Bob Thanks Bob For blue and red and green Thanks Bob For black and white And for all the shades between Thanks Bob For whatever Blah blah blah Thanks
It'll just look ugly For a thousand years...) You can't run a country By a book of religion Not by a heap Or a lump or a smidgeon Of foolish rules
haters face down on the mat Splat! Yeah I can make a green nigga mad Quick, fast, flash like ten cash on his bitch ass [B.O.B.] You can tell I'm a G by
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered Duck taped your
black emperor, king, ruler, now let me finish The history books overlook the word and hide it America tried to make it to a house divided The homies
older G's She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses Half you
older G's She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses Half you
the frame is special Leave requested from the years I’ve invested Arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope The body of the black party From Farley to Bob
or grip a sick book to read Maybe that's the reason for my unrequited peace sign Chill, I'll be the bigger shiver crawling up the beast's spine Black lunged
Token nigga The blacker the berry sweeter the juice/ seem like the lighter the skin the more they book you/ the more you’re offended the more that
This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they
that's on the ledge And there's no one to talk you down And tuck you in the bed Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny Of something for the books
the month No need to front We cause the blood to gush Operation push, it's the Wu! You scarecrow, jump off the road You best to reload, your gat black And get
that's on the ledge And there's no one to talk you down And tuck you in the bed Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny Of something for the books
that's on the ledge And there's no one to talk you down And tuck you in the bed Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny Of something for the books
and your friends, you play the licky licky I figured it out when I caught that hickey Between yo' legs with yo' chocolate slippy Now Bob busy, gotta taught
indent How I leave the scene black gloves no prints Born raiders rage builders outrageous Can't read this book too many missing pages Time is now
a little graze I remain relevant I'm a raw element High street intelligent product of my tenement Son of Anarchy, smoking that Bob Marley La la la be
Simple minds get blown, shattered into pieces My thesis is thick like the Book of Eli We live we die, we put 'em in the sky Free your mind
Strippers are fuct, tweakers are fuct, your mom is fuct, and cocaine is fuct, your girlfriend is fuct, by my face shes fuct, by a dog shes fuct, by
Words by Jen Foster & Kathy Scott Music by Jen Foster The black and white picture taken by a stranger Out in the streets of New Orleans The blanket
Guns, shootouts and crack sales Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po-lice This whole week,
I am a modern martyr Young Godfather Of this rap shit The Holy Father's Favorite daughter No need to fact check My price is larger Black Bob Barker I
I'm just sitting back chilling Blowing on some good kush When this bad black jazzy Bitch I met from off the book Hit me up trying to see if I felt
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