Lyrics:
What's this i'm hearing on
You've come about right
You looking so bright
You're looking like the light
Smile worth a billion
But i'll just stay aside
right, ah
Just show your face in broad daylight, ah
I'm tellin' you on how I feel, ah
Gonna hurt your mind, don't shoot to kill
Shamone, ah, shamone
Lay it
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
named Bob
Like the devil knows hell
I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you
'Bout his 67 smells
Well enough to tell you
He's a hell-a-swell fellow
Johnny Cash is dead
And Bob Dylan's busy
This story I'm about to tell
They'd tell it better than me
But Johnny Cash is dead
And Bob Dylan's busy
So
Wallace, David Foster Wallace
One day I fell asleep with my headphones on
Playing Bob Dylan, Playing Bob Dyaln
One day I fell asleep with my face in a book
don't wanna see the face
I'm surrounded by these fakes I don't wanna see the face
I'm surrounded by these snakes and they all choking my neck
I'm
While y'all was playing tough guy
I was eating fungi
Mind got different layers
Double vision in my third eye
Leave you all on stand by
Text you back
and hit the flo'
Disgrace unload on yo face, with the clenched fist, Hennessey sippin gradually
And thinking about a casualty that killa don mentality in
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
you know it feels good
stop until my job is done
Now it's time to have some fun...
Yoooo right about now
I've got one shot, that's it
But I stay ahead of the rest
So you better
tribal
It's all about survival, it's nobody liable
I got caught by five oh
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm
I want something done
Then I'll send in BOB (Do somethin')
We don't need another score
Yet we never stop
Got a dynamite temper, it's about to blow
My
path and can't stop
Won't get caught in the same plot
They think I'm square like I'm Sponge Bob
Tell 'em Ight Imma head out
I waited up by myself
enough
I just think it's so ridiculous
That we're not face to face
Right now there's no place I'd rather be
Let's turn this dream into reality
Just come
Karen please
Shut the fuck up right now
Karen oh please
Be less a bitch, imma say ciao
I know I should get up and just leave the place
But my mind
bullshit
So sick of me knowin' everything, saying
In your face, that's right
And it feels so good
In your face, yeah
It feels so good
Take it to 'em
'til they bury me
Every arm I chop off I give the fingers to charity
I saw a dead body just about my size
Razor blade to his face now I can see out
today
Could've made you anticipate such an ass-whippin', okay
'Til the anger dissipates
You get punched in the face, reciprocate, come on (woo)
So
To talk about yesterday
But tomorrow ain't right
Today is the day
Because the thoughts
The feelings are now
Calm down inside
I'll be by your side
Look in
you talking to my face
Don't defend yo pussy ass bitch you ain't got a case
Play your cards right tonight, bitch I'm an ace
Yeah I'm in the spotlight
About to see another day
The grass is wet with rain
Keeping on that same pace
Keeping exact same face
What problems will you face?
I'm owning all this
sharks
Boy I grew up by the lake
43rd that's right off state
We was out here on the trey
I went to hell n back
Twenty-three & one and three hot treys
Now
hindsights like,
My mum had to watch hindsight go wrong,
To eventually make hindsight alright,
Don't stop fighting,
Left and right an,
Bob and weave an,
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