- B.O.B Paper Route 歌詞
- B.O.B
- You dont know who you fucking with
Aint no democrat, and by far Im no republican
This the type of talk thatll probably piss off my publicist
And I aint even started, the water aint even bubbling
The type of talk thatll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after me in public
Wont hear this on the radio, this here aint for publishing
This aint that bubble gum shit , no,
this aint that double mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see em
building pyramids brick by brick
Theyll aim at everyone going against this shit
You dont believe me ? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
Its like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted everything
And we these out here just tryna function, tryna maintain
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven aint fuck niggas aint allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then its back to the paper route, the paper route
And of course its unfortunate that niggas out here robbing for Jordans
Can we not afford them but got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our views on reality kinda distorted
But still, even though I understand the story
I still fall weak for a booty thats proportionate
On the and short bitch, so whats the score?
Chilling with some , drinking white mans poison
Ah , now thats a forfeit
Selling for free, thats extortion
But still Im wondering
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven aint fuck niggas aint allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then its back to the paper route, the paper route
You think you really know whats going on?
They passing laws where they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop, TV and your iPhone
The battery dont come out, that means its always on
Smile and say cheese, yeah niggas got you
I told you fuckers three years ago bout the watches
If you dont take the microchip then you cant make no dollars
aint no Mr. Rogers
Dont let these fuckers rob us for our freedom and your rights
And you be like: 'its on the news so it must be right'
Whos pulling the strings? Whos rolling the dice?
Whos calling the shots and whos starting the fight?
Think twice...
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head atthe speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven aint fuck niggas aint allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then its back to the paper route, the paper route
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