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b.o.b - rrrrrr lyrics

i’m back to reclaim my sh+t making these rhymes straight from the crypt and im sick as a b+tch can get i can take down these b+tchs with a single hit cause i’m fully equipped causei can do hippity flippity entering the vicinity never see any serenity when heavily off of the hennessy cause im finna fill em with venom when i pedal to the metal i wanna hit another level cause i never wanna deescalate i wanna elevate cause i never wait when i’m going to h+ll the devil waits maybe we can renovate so h+ll awaits now they like woah how did he just spit and murder so many flows i dont know i was bread for this sh+t since 06 doing hits since i was an embryo ive been the g.o.a.t cause this tune is sick, it’s luminous, the moon is lit a freakin’ lunatic, a human computer chip and i’m soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your hooters chick if i was you, i wouldn’t do nothin’ stupid due to the mood i’m in i’m losin’ it, you get chewed like a junior mint show me who to rip, it’s time for you to get screwed empty the lubricant and put super glue in it (woo!)
(chorus]
but hey man, i was framed
i know what this looks like, officers
please just give me one minute
i think i can explain
i ain’t murdered n0body
i know these words are so nutty
but i’m just here to entertain
how come your shirt is so bl++dy?
there’s a missing person, so what? he’s
got nothin’ to do with me
i’m almost certain i was framed
(verse 2)
how many f+ckin’ rappers did i go through? doubt you’ll hit back, because you won’t admit i smoked you and you was spellbound, h+llbound in my snowsuit but am i s’posed to sound like everything else that’s out or im i s’posed to sit back kick back and relax and listen to the mumblers try to rap or hear everyone else throw it back then attack and hit up with a diss track or maybe because this f+cks are p+ss whack and don’t even know how to do rap they speak like hubada hubba so i’m like tell ’em whatever your man felt sensei with the rhymes, so give me the black belt got flame and the vibes that are makin’ the track melt goin’ all in, dog, whatever they hand out like ho go tell a b+tch, i flow so venomous i boom boom, hit ’em with the stone+cold evidence i flow so relevant and show no benefit a low blow, bring ’em where the po+po never been mumble rappers shut your f+ckin’ mouth fall back, don’t make another sound tellin’ me to f+ckin’ dumb it down but i’ma buck ’em all, i got a hundred rounds f+ck that, you gotta stay different y’all think it’s hot, but y’all straight trippin’ i’m off the chain and my blade spinnin’ y’all in the club while my paint drippin’ i’m a f+ckin’ artist, who’s done with all this straight wack sh+t, so i’m bustin’ on this y’all leaned out, but y’all suck regardless i’ma run up on ’em, feelin’ f+ckin’ lawless better tuck your chain and f+ckin’ run your wallets you are now lookin’ at the youngest prophet who be k!llin’ rappers, got no other option yeah they got green, but i’m a f+ckin’ goblin
(chorus]
but hey man, i was framed
i know what this looks like, officers
please just give me one minute
i think i can explain
i ain’t murdered n0body
i know these words are so nutty
but i’m just here to entertain
how come your shirt is so bl++dy?
there’s a missing person, so what? he’s
got nothin’ to do with me
i’m almost certain i was framed
(verse 3)

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