Lyrics:
It started again on the drive
I was watching you dose off
Your hands by your side
A pillow in your lap and mine
You found love listening
To Bob
legs in the air
She want her hair pulled spank her derriere
We interrupted by a phone call
By Joe the player
That boy tell me he got big bricks for sale
you got the soul
Let Downtown Science take control
Of your intuition, witness the result of ambition
The drive to keep pushin for that which they can't
Cheer up, it might never happen
Drive-by shootings on the streets of Clapham
Jackboots booting right across the map
And daddy's gone 'a looking
Special guest vocalist, Mike's dad: Bob McCormick
(Mike's dad appears courtesy of Mike's mom)
There once was a time when the country was wide.
shine
Beautiful you Beautiful you
You may drive a panel van you painted by yourself
You may have a chess club trophy sitting on your shelf
You may
don't do drive-bys (nigga)
He don't want his bitch out the house, he got a child lock (he got a child lock)
He a throwback pic baller, ain't been fresh
coming up
They gone stab you in your back like you ain't done enough
How you say you family you ain't showing love
He ain't die by the gun he died by
Stifled by the music but i still love you
Don't get another man baby wait for me
Hour after hour in the studio
Fuck bragging bout some hoes still lonely
young niggas play with burners
It ain't my fault (oh, really), it ain't my fault
That the opp got caught
Fuck the drive-by, gang hop out, war (let's
or go for a drive
And I'm just glad we both were alive
And everyone knew that the giant was john
And no one had heard him once say a bad word.
Some
given to you right now
Ain't no games getting played
You know who this be nigga
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin
Better yet relax, I got this
It's
Over Trinidad and the little Islands
Then over St. Thomas and over Portland
And over Negril mon by Westmoreland
And St. Elizabeth mon to Claredon
just like a fish fry (no bap)
We protect the block, watchin' whips while they drive by (while they come by)
You get in where you fit in(where you fit
Beef I aint squashing nigga until I drop ah nigga
They do drive bys yea we walk down a nigga
Don't size ah nigga
I'll surprise ah nigga
Shell shock yea
you know you so
Girl them plenty
Like puma and Fendi
Them ah droping their panties and them wan to drive Mercedes
Me by my mama house eyo
Make
giving me the top call her head peace
Neck peace real ass hippie in the bed sheets (Oh)
Bitch I'm Bob Ross
I be posted in the paint (What)
With
can't dress even in those new Balmains
Since the 7-11
Been gettin' gas
Mess up the rotation this day your last
Pop a perc while I drive I won't feel
colours with desire
So he started to drive into pick up bars
And he found that blond is a shade of black
And the redheads give you a heart attack
So he's
around
Fuck a bitch to some DIO
She headbangin
Hangin on dick by deep throat
I'm splashin, in water
I'm crashin Debo
Bruises on her look so fashionable
goddamn hard that now his back is hairy
The extra weight on the shoulders feel like balancing boulders for a family of four doe and I drive a sedan
niggas wanna be me
Whoever said this was easy
I make it look so easy
You can't compare me to no one
I Got out the trap without no one
I use to trap by
spinners on a plane that we can just drive
Feeling good about the way I hit the punchline
Common sense about the way I handle each day
Handle business, make
other lame niggas do
I'm 247 and I'm live by the youth
If they tell you some different they not telling the truth
I was taught to tell real
You believe
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