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overused, By the wrong people
Don't be confused by your friends, some be out for evil

I gave my best, I gave my all, And got a blank check
Can't trust nobody

white powder on it and there were
little brown moons beneath her eyes
and i saw into her 
an arabic women parading around naked
powerful, irreverent but

by the haters around & I feel i ain't gettin enough
But make sure that the water is brown
Before you even think of fillin my cup
Tell them niggas

did and do shit that's better than new shit (what)
Fit for two clips (what)
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta

everything I have
Never ask nobody for shit
Get outta my face, looking boy!
Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keeping up with the
Same pace,

gotta play this shit out

Bob wire fence, leaping it
Price too cheap, nigga keep it
I think he might be them people
And the tax made me peep it

Cause if

Play the Guitar

B.o.B

Play the Guitar

2011

the guitar

Man, I keep having this re-occurring image where I'm
Standing on top of Church's Chicken playing guitar
Looked over and I see B.o.B. with this

They used to say that I was weak but now they turning into fans
Yeah but I can't really hate him cause I really am the man
I can two step in some

wanna hold you
You ain't gotta hide cause
I know you can show me more
cnd when I hold you tight
You're breathless; don't deny
Girl what you trynna hide

wanna hold you
You ain't gotta hide cause
I know you can show me more
cnd when I hold you tight
You're breathless; don't deny
Girl what you trynna hide

wasted could be dedicated to be better
Maybe you should look and listen to this demonstration
Imma hot nigga starting fires man and I make it rainy, like

Sippin the Henny, it’s beige not brown 
I copped a pack, smoke loud by the pound 
We hit the town, and we get it shut down 
Spin the ol’ block while I’m

no tint
How yo ass trapping, you can't pay the rent
I know the reason, yo trap full of lent
Don't ask me to front you man you got me bent
I just be

to see me
If she get fillet, I tend to get fellatio
You heard i switch a style, I’ll be off it
By the time they imitate it though
You heard i’m in London

Daily Reminder

Leaders of the New School

T.I.M.E.

1993

Crack the smack police man better be 
Strap step step yep it's a hit hit. 
Run run, ha hon it's another father's 
Saw son from behind caught up in time.

and know that you're real
You need to cry? it's fine, nobody's Man of Steel
Don't get your ego too high, be fine, you'll get it killed
I promise, appreciate

Cuffing up 
Cause its the season 
Tryna find the reason 
That I should put this player shit aside 
You said hold on 
Cause you're my reason 
But I be

to tha side, Emmet Till died 
Couldn't hold us back with the chains but they tried 
Bills to provide, got ratified 
Signed by the judge an the man but they

Tell em we going be alright, we going be ok, R.I.P. Tom Tom
Man Miss my Dawgs, They living way too far
Either locked behind them bars
Or living up in

you something
And never go by what you're told

Man in the mirror, Yeah I gotta face it
Game on the line so I gotta make it
Life go up and down but I

love. Heaven's gonna be so cool with 

You, in the end, man. We'll dance to all the pretty 
Songs, we'll create by then. The party's lit, let's bring this

and then before my spit was catastrophic
Change of topic, I wanted to be like Steve or Martin
Wrote scripts as if it was my actual profession
My stop motion

Feeling good, feeling fine, everything is alright
Gonna be a single man for the rest of my life
I'm gonna wake up alone, no one ever on the phone

the man back home
Some real shit

Yo yo my little bro
I hope you're doing well
What I'm going through is hell
And it don't seem real
And I can't hold it