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[show: r.o.b]
thc! yea!
yo its r.o.b, i usually dont get on tracks
but hey, aye freq, show um w-ssup

[prove: frequency thc]
f-ck the introduction, i get straight to bustin
used to be in love wit the game now im l-stin
acronym of s.o.o.n. makin somethin out of nothin
and n-ggas act chicken so i turn um into dumplins

lyrically im scrumtious, flow wise i tasty
detect wack rappers imma d-ck jus like tracy
i can see any n-gga, better come and mase me
or you gon have to slay me, cuz i go haley

williams, when im in the buildin
decode n-ggas go ape sh-t and pillem
knife to they necks im at they chins jus like chilla
and san diego charge like the boy is shawn phillips

gotta get my scrill up, bein broke is sh-t
keep flowin like this and bound to get fixed
light skinned bars so you kno the flow mixed
i got a real blood a tell you that the boy bick

better forfeit, save yaself some embarr-ssment
heart on my sleeve and i dont have a problem wearin it
n-ggas think they rippin sh-t, n-gga i be tearin it
and if you dont agree then put ya money by ya pair of lips

motha f-ckas scared of him, i would be too
im a fearless lil n-gga, i would hate to be you
kno that im picture perfect, so i make um take two
im in this b-tch, they jus decoration like some fake food

im on pace too, win this rapper race
im tryna bring some golden medals back to my golden state
i be all ten toes, thats why they throw sh-t in my face
they tryna get to my soul but i kno i ain’t found my mate

but i kno im great, a force to be reckoned wit
make love to the beats, d-mn im affectionate
king of the town, thats who the f-ck you messin wit
a proper -ss n-gga so the sh-t i say is eloquent

do it big like elephants, matter fact the roll tide
hands around these other rappers necks jus like a bow tie
i jus think im so fly, and n-ggas wanna kno why
prolly cuz i got this in the bag jus like some cold fries

runnin till my toes fried, cuz im on a paper chase
life is a b-tch so i gripped the hoe by the waist
l!cked the motha f-cka up, simply cuz i like the taste
and by the way she short wit red hair and shaped like a vase

n-gga im in first place and i ain’t ever lookin back
starin death up in the face like, n-gga what you lookin at
yall be spittin rookie raps, i be kickin vet sh-t
california boy, flow slow like im from texas

im young and im restless, im dumb and infected
i didn’t learn my lesson but still i am progressin
n-gga i be reppin, my town, if you think you run this now
i will slap yo -ss down, yea you will get that chris brown

rihanna thats my baby come and be my baby mama
ill never let um hurt you they dont want that navy drama
to me im so ill, to me i gotta keep it real
wit this freedom i jus feel, like martin is right here

sittin next to me sayin, aye son won’t chu let it ring
so i packed my sh-t up, sh-t imma chase my f-ckin dreams
now i got to roam through the clouds and im proud
and imma hip hop artist and i say that sh-t loud



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