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feels toward you, I feel for you
These days I keep the money clean, no more playing dirty games
I guess sometimes the sunshine is worth the rain
They

As Above
So Below
Do you prefer
The rain or snow
Angels demons
Both on my shoulder
Make agreements
Without me knowing
Voted me out
The tribe has

Back wagon of the old steam train
Three horses, me and the rain
Ain't got no money, ain't got no luck
No cigarettes looks like I'm givin' up

chetter bob
You ain't tribe you cant ride by my side find a better mob
But you can't though what you ain't know you just thank slow
I been in them hoods

Or do you wanna smoke ganja, be a freedom fighter like Bob Marley?
Many different avenues and lanes to drive
Follow the heart and intuition and make up

dough
By hitting few shots on da low
Then
Connect these dots
Like Lego
Renz go get your keys my bro
The way I toss
And flip this cake
All day
Got me doing

I don't need a light bro
Darkness suits, I never glowed
Speak when I want to, there's power in my pheromones
Window pane on the train, rain dribble

Oouu I like it
DatBoyEd
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Let me in
Talk to me
It's many men
Out here hating
Do what they can
Watch that hate shit

I like to shoot a lot (Rra-rra)
Leak real slow, stupid boy
We call him Cheddar Bob (Bow)
Meeny, miny, moe (Bow) , and my migos come
And set it off

Die off slow 
Die off slow 
Feel the cold 
Pinch through your nose 
Coldest weather 
For them roads
Black ice 
Slippin 
Fuck her like a fiend 
Lost all

awkward to walk
There's a gypsy camp by the train tracks where you better just watch how you talk
I'm stumbling home all fucked up and some man they look

and very soon it'll be alright

Like Brother Bob said everything'll be alright
Come and rest your head you seem a little weary eyed
Trust me when I say that

You’re A Big Girl Now
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And I’m back in the rain, oh, oh

I'm fighting through it
Bob and weave my way around the verses then I write hook
Lines on college ruled was like the ropes
I put my might into it
Knock

August Was a Heavy Month

Bob Geldof

Deep in the Heart of Nowhere

1986

you or I
Alright, alright says Baby Blue
Who doesn't really understand
August was a heavy month
But winter came at last.

*written by Bob Geldof
*taken

pull from the greats bob dylan 2pac shakur yes
As I'm standing in the rain
I paint a perfect picture through this music in my veins
At times I feel

Weak Become Heroes [Album Version]

The Streets

The Streets: Weak Become Heroes [Remix]

2003

you all my life I don't know your name
(The name's European Bob Sordid, anyway)
We'll have a dance now see ya later
Pleased to meet ya - likewise,

Yeah

Smell like bacon in this motherfucker
What I look like
A sucker to you nigga? Fuck you rookie

Longtime I been trying to chase dough buss
It

Bedtime Story
By Bob Orwig 

Your words came out so smooth
Like the rain against the window
That when you made your move
I was way beyond control

walked outside 
What's up Bob
You make me feel like my love it is a crime 
But for your touch baby I'd do the time every time
Lord knows I didn't treat you

Sponsor billboards round the outfield
The announcer climbs up top to call the play by play
Blue yells, "Play ball!" It's the crack of the bat
The season is

single play john madden
They like gahdamn when he make that happen
He was gone for a minute but he came back rapping 
Hair getting longer and lips getting

the questions I ask, only the answers I wish to receive
I grab the cherry on top and then I leave
No one will wonder what is underneath
I guess I have the bob

Verse:
Valuable part of me went missing
Lost in the rain and I’ve started digging deeper
Drunk as shit but my mind’s still thinking
Strangled by