- B.O.B Bad Computer 歌詞
- B.O.B
- [Chorus]
Ive traveled so far
Couldnt tell you how far
Feels as though I have been
A million places at once
Many lives I have lived
Many battles Ive fought
Ive fought, and lost
[Verse 1]
Mass shooters
Black rulers
Whats up to you half-truthers
Hotep [?]
Thats humor
Im past the rumors
Im past the human
The body is trash
A bad computer
A ghost, a ghost
With massive tumors
Cant threaten a ***** like me
With death Id be glad to do it
And sprinkle my ashes on my Mac computer
And rap into it
While blastin Future
And say thats the future
Thats the future
[Interlude]
If youre lookin for trouble
You aint gotta look far
Without the presence of dark
Wouldnt-
[Verse 2]
The year is 5625
****** is clappin and stompin in church, waiting for Jesus to come back alive
****** is still (conscious), waiting on E.T. to come out the sky
Stop all these crimes, mentally ill and out of their mind
******-******-******-****** is still awaiting for fleck to get some supplies
****** is still like 'Damn, I was just talkin to so-and-so the other day, how did they die? Why?'
****** is still (conscious) , waiting for politicians to admit that they lied
Since we all comrades, (let them ****** pre-locked up in them contracts)
You accept that its generous, just cause the man let his boot off your neck just a little bit
If that **** - if that **** - if that **** was threatening, you wouldnt know that it did exist
They wouldnt - they wouldnt - they wouldve hid that **** from you, like all of your history
They brought - they brought - they brought Bill Nye back from the dead just to get at me
They sent so many agents my way, I could start an agency
(You are nearly conscious)
Its all about branding, all about branding, feel like a fraternity, *** *** wanna brand me
****** want Grammys, ****** want families, ****** think Im crazy, I dont own a damn thing
Where the ** **s the manual? They cant understand me, they cant understand me
All that **** must go, all that **** is trash, there is not a Plan B
(You are nearly conscious )
Where do all of that go, where we gon end up, where we all landing?
This is just a ****-show, this is just a Citgo, I am only passing
( You are nearly conscious)
[Chorus]
Ive traveled so far
Couldnt tell you how far
Feels as though I have been
A million places at once
Many lives I have lived
Many battles Ive fought
Ive fought, and lost
If youre looking for trouble
You aint gotta look far
Without the presence of dark
Wouldnt be any stars
You may know who I am
But do you know who you are?
(You are, you are)
These roads, they dont go nowhere
These half-ways are a dead end
Ive had my share of losses
Ive had my share of lessons
And I sure know what hell is
And I ask you this question
If we, ourselves, aint perfect
Then how could we know what heaven is like?
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