On the battlefield I am the commander in The war between the worlds, time to wheel the cannons in Im out here salamandering They out here slandering Try to smear a niggas image down, damn whos the camera man?
Wheres the man to man talk What a f-ck? Get up off the nipple, man Let your momma have a mammogram, Busting like Sammy Sam Niggas cant even see me on the beat Like a blind pianist at a band exam But f-ck a punch line, f-ck a metaphor F-ck the niggas who said they wasnt feeling me before
Life is like a movie, I just write the score, Let me dumb it down, maybe you can understand me more! I got no time for this shock jock, get up above my cock, Put the mic down, youre looking sixty four! Im guessing Im the nigga that they love to hate But they still watch a nigga, and they pay attention more!
Closer to my words, and closer you observe Trying to decipher the flow you niggas know this shit is absurd! You notice every verb and adjective and every syllable And why compare to me there is nobody whos identical
Instrumental general, Grand Hustle emerald Im ballin over here, give a f-ck about your interviews Niggas talk, hoes too, but they know Im one of the coldest overall and general The more I ball the more the haters run
When you f-ck the game, the problems gonna come Back down never, Im never known to run F-ck life and get high, thats what I call overcoming obstacles Get up of my tosticles, I got the sun to control Im callin audibles, I know what I gotta do When you travel on this road, man after a while Nobodys either on the side of you Reaching out the other artists for a wider view In reality artists just dont have the time for you
It is what it is, I dont take it personal But its a jungle out, and lions dont eat vegetables. I mean veggies, Im all about my I dont smoke and Im never on the reggie Im going full speed, but I dont know where Im heading So keep up my yard and never touch my hedges Im on the edge, you should never cross the line Niggas feel safe when theyre online But Im out here touring, they out here keyboarding Im bout to show what the f-ck a high score is So let me do this for east side bitch Decatuer GA, on six!
Call it what you want, but real recognize real So the hush niggas dont even exist! Ah, Grand Hustle, yeah its B.o.B Said free T.I.P, now the nigga back So now we gonna see whats up and whats good Bobby Ray coming to your neighborhood! Strange Clouds, dropping soon Yeah thats whats up, good news.
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Copy to Clipboard: On the battlefield I am the commander in The war between the worlds, time to wheel the cannons in Im out here salamandering They out here slandering Try to smear a niggas image down, damn whos the camera man?
Wheres the man to man talk What a f-ck? Get up off the nipple, man Let your momma have a mammogram, Busting like Sammy Sam Niggas cant even see me on the beat Like a blind pianist at a band exam But f-ck a punch line, f-ck a metaphor F-ck the niggas who said they wasnt feeling me before
Life is like a movie, I just write the score, Let me dumb it down, maybe you can understand me more! I got no time for this shock jock, get up above my cock, Put the mic down, youre looking sixty four! Im guessing Im the nigga that they love to hate But they still watch a nigga, and they pay attention more!
Closer to my words, and closer you observe Trying to decipher the flow you niggas know this shit is absurd! You notice every verb and adjective and every syllable And why compare to me there is nobody whos identical
Instrumental general, Grand Hustle emerald Im ballin over here, give a f-ck about your interviews Niggas talk, hoes too, but they know Im one of the coldest overall and general The more I ball the more the haters run
When you f-ck the game, the problems gonna come Back down never, Im never known to run F-ck life and get high, thats what I call overcoming obstacles Get up of my tosticles, I got the sun to control Im callin audibles, I know what I gotta do When you travel on this road, man after a while Nobodys either on the side of you Reaching out the other artists for a wider view In reality artists just dont have the time for you
It is what it is, I dont take it personal But its a jungle out, and lions dont eat vegetables. I mean veggies, Im all about my I dont smoke and Im never on the reggie Im going full speed, but I dont know where Im heading So keep up my yard and never touch my hedges Im on the edge, you should never cross the line Niggas feel safe when theyre online But Im out here touring, they out here keyboarding Im bout to show what the f-ck a high score is So let me do this for east side bitch Decatuer GA, on six!
Call it what you want, but real recognize real So the hush niggas dont even exist! Ah, Grand Hustle, yeah its B.o.B Said free T.I.P, now the nigga back So now we gonna see whats up and whats good Bobby Ray coming to your neighborhood! Strange Clouds, dropping soon Yeah thats whats up, good news.
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