Lyrics:
rude kid
Listening to acoustic shit, I related cause the levels were emotional
Two big spliffs in my ashtray
They can't be the devil cause Bob Marley's
pounds and tryin to be a monster
Run around town with the Bob Marley imposters
Ask Canibus, he ain't understandin this
Cause ninety-nine percent of his
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
Lookin for a lighter
Big Bob Marley blunts keep a chick
In the ride on my side
(yea) big ol' donkey butt (yupp)
She talkin to much pass her
Weed calm
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,
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
jusqu'à c'que ressortent les os
J'fais d'la musique qui plane comme Bob Marley ou Bob Dylan
(Ouais) avec une p'tite guitare de Tzigane
Imagine la team,
Redeem
Redemption
Song
Smoking this Marley preroll
Bob up and down
Flick off that priest in the Prius
I don't fuck around
I'm still pro choice
Politically
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
Char-La-La brought the on' what is asked in the blunts
Roll up some Bob Marley joints some skunk datz tight
And Nate got a hundred piece
So we piece so
in the mix it's time to chill
Char-la-la brought the on' what is asked in the blunts
Roll up some Bob Marley joints some skunk datz tight
And Nate got
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three card molly
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty,
a million
A&Rs and exec's were telling me I'm not appealing
Try to turn me into Nas, I'm not him but I forgive you
This is a Boy Marley
Bob Dillon
Bob Marley's band
This nigga bust out the
Bathroom pistol in hand
He was yelling, screaming, shooting
And missing it was like that first scene
In that
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
and fakin' with your silicone pair
Do I want to phuck? Not hardly
That's kinda like Barbie phuckin' Bob Marley
It ain't gonna happen, I keep rappin'
Bob Marley and Ziggy, my niggas we run the city
It's a very thin line, you can candy-paint mine
All I want is Chevys and the best kush I could find
fakin'
Okay you a killer right, and Miss Cleo is Jamaican
And Bob Marley is Haitian and me and Beyonce datin'
And Jesus Christ be hatin, got mad love
lit dro
You can smell it straight through the pipes
To get awake Bob Marley up out of his casket
I got my blunt in my right hand
Lighter in my left
invites to far left and alt-rights
I'm from the Bob Marley party, everything'll be alright
You say, "All life matters"
But you pay it no mind when Black
Ayo I write rhymes listening to the legend Bob Marley
On the TV I'm watching The Legend of Nigga Charlie and Boss Nigga
Old Black flicks with soul
Bob Marley
My Scorpio Lover
Bisexual Lover
Blonde
Like Frank Ocean Wrote The Album
About Her
And She Sweet
Never Sour
I Call Her Mclovin
Mclovin
(by Bob Marley)
Rainbow country, rainbow country
Rainbow country, rainbow country
Rainbow country, rainbow country
Hey lovely people you sure look
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
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