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点击复制Organized Grime (Explicit) - B.o.B
Lyrics by：Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr.
Yeah
Ski mask from a wild as county called de cap
Might get capped in your knee cap
Come back and finish the job while you in rehab
Amy Winehouse send you back to rehab
Notice the pattern
My flow killing n***as black lives matter
Punches give you headline fractures
Push your hairline backwards
Four words rings bigger than Saturn
I'm just tryna get by
Skipped the first day of highschool just to get high
Tried to f**k my second grade teacher back in the day
They kicked me out 'cause I was older than my actual age
I was I was I was looking for a cougar b***h
New n***as be on that groupie s**t
In my head I see spooky s**t loony s**t
This this this is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic
Bandz
He's a paranoia he's a menace to our society
He's a paranoia he's a menace to our society
These n***as ain't got the heart they portray
Tell them ghetto boys I'll put a scar in their face
Just go the opposite way
Hope in your Honda and escape
Bobby Ray one with the wolves and I pummel the grapes
I'm on a killing spree turn into my auxiliary
In between me and you I say the s**t I really mean
Chose the one that can with me
All about your energy
Say she spiritual and sexual I guess two different things
You want some hero s**t It's now a Tarentino flick
Boom now you're missing Finding Nemo s**t
N***as do whatever to survive I done seen some s**t
They be snitching at the precinct for the fingerprint
She a Spanish broad but she like that gringo d**k
Ice a b***h out sub zero s**t
I been throwin' racks out for 10 summers b***h you ain't save none of it
Say you want the whip half of that could've funded it
She know that I'm a hooligan
She wanna see if her coochie fit
In my head I see spooky s**t loony s**t
This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic
Bandz
He's a paranoia he's a menace to our society
He's a paranoia he's a menace to our society
Yeah
Went pop went country ain't no shutting me up
When it became about the money that was f**king me up
I'll never throw another motherf**ker under the bus
So I'm the only one to blame for second guessing my guts
I cut the TV on and nothing's on but black trauma porn
Strap in my underarm loud as a thunder storm
N***as only hit you back when they need somethin'
Then disappear like police coming
Raise you f**king kids so they don't run in my crib
Sold a funeral home and gotta send you dozens of bills
Be looking puzzled for real
I'm from struggle for real
Bobby Bandz I ain't got no f**k or no chill
Flip flip wear flip flops to your funeral
Treat your grave like a urinal
N***as wouldn't pass me a chrome now they wanna ask me the
I'm tea-bagging your mum b***h
Ha lil' b***h
This is what goes on lil' b***h
In a mind of a lunatic b***h