- Mission Statement (Prod by Kutt The Check) (DatPiff Exclusive) 歌詞 B.O.B
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Let me assert my firm belief That the only thing that we have to fear is...fear itself Cut the check man x2 Bobby! [Verse 1] Ladies and gentlemen Gentlemen, consider this moment the Genesis This is the part where you flip the fuck out as you feel the adrenaline Im only here to give, Im only here to give you the experience Oh what an experience, they probably shouldve prescribed me with Ritalin But fuck it, rumor has it A.D.H.D wasnt real, it was just an experiment All of these years I was taught to be ignorant Tryin to figure out why Im so dif-ferent Modern day life is set up like a pyramid I was sleep, man I woke from the ignorance Wake up now, tryna sell me a membership Shittin on niggas so much that Im hemorrhaging Your bitch on my couch auditioning She wants me to buy her some booty shots But I cant fix a flat, Im not Michelin My minds overflowing with images So many thoughts I can never remember them But I never forget to go straight to the source I learned to cut out all the middle men I got no patience for your basics Time is windiling, you just aint interesting No strangers inside of the organization That shit is strictly prohibited The music industry is sickening But no one will ever admit this shit These niggas aint making the numbers they make And shit, half of these niggas pretending [Bridge] Yo, fuck a hater, fuck a genre No genre You cant box it in They try to box me in but they couldnt box me in They try to describe me but they just still cant describe me to this day Youll never be able to describe me No genre, no genre, no genre The label [Verse 2] Why do I bother spending time gathering thoughts up? (?) go a little bit harder Im like Jesus on the microphone I make vodka from water (shots, shots, shots) Kinda like Jimmy Carter, just a little bit darker The rap game just got a little bit smaller I just lay down the facts So lay down and stay down or stay off my sack Niggas say I aint dope, need to lay off the crack Bustin like a motherfuckin AR with lasers Drop a fuckin bomb on the radar like Adolph was back I blow a state straight off the map Hundred round ricochet, when them stray rounds come back Got to go and get this paper, I cant hang out to chat Where the, where the, where the players at? Bring the paper back Running through the racks like a motherfuckin pyromaniac I need a lady that aint a basic rat, with a crazy gat With a decent booty hanging out her back Give that thing a smack like a angry black (pow) But before I smash gotta wear a safety hat Bobby where the mac? Bobby where the mac? Man Eastside got the flow, had to bring it back Now motherfuckers acting conscious and shit Just cause youre dressed like a hippie Attending the Coachella concert and shit Dont make you no different than me Cause I happen to like making money and shit Im just being honest, I never make promises I just pay homage and shit No Genre you bitch Bandz
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