Black Bob
They used to call me names said I was just a wanna be
But now they all pay to see what they were gettin' free
How about them days and now you don't know what to say
Ain't it funny how the sun can shine and then hide away
And it's a long way on a they say highway
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way
Can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly an if you'd judge me
Better watch 4 me comin'
In a '59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black Bob at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking 4 the payback
They used 2 say that Ritchie boy he got no sense
But now they say oh Bobby man he was my best friend
Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories and the times can change
And no sense Ritchie just bought himself a big fuckin' airplane
And it's a long way on a they say highway
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way
Can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly an if you'd judge me
Better watch 4 me comin'
In a '59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black Bob at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking 4 the payback
I grew up in the backwoods
Hung in the crack woods
Learned to pimp
Like a mack should
I could have been a rich man like pops
I never kissed ass
And those days since passed
Here I stand like Jesus
I don't need this
Fuck you ho's can squeeze this
I can't believe this
I'm so wasted
From all the fruits of life
That I've tasted
Never a clone on the microphone
I got shit built up
'Cause I never felt loved at home
And all alones how I spend my free time
Writin' freak rhymes
Drinkin' cheap wine
Easy Whips
And a cracker
I'm the master blaster
No one cuts faster
The king of disaster
Is who I am ho
And I'll be rippin' the fuckin' rhymes
And I'll make your mother shit her pants bro
So so
You better watch your back
Watch for me comin'
Watch for me comin'
In a '59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock knockin'
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock knockin'
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
But now they all pay to see what they were gettin' free
How about them days and now you don't know what to say
Ain't it funny how the sun can shine and then hide away
And it's a long way on a they say highway
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way
Can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly an if you'd judge me
Better watch 4 me comin'
In a '59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black Bob at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking 4 the payback
They used 2 say that Ritchie boy he got no sense
But now they say oh Bobby man he was my best friend
Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories and the times can change
And no sense Ritchie just bought himself a big fuckin' airplane
And it's a long way on a they say highway
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way
Can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly an if you'd judge me
Better watch 4 me comin'
In a '59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black Bob at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking 4 the payback
I grew up in the backwoods
Hung in the crack woods
Learned to pimp
Like a mack should
I could have been a rich man like pops
I never kissed ass
And those days since passed
Here I stand like Jesus
I don't need this
Fuck you ho's can squeeze this
I can't believe this
I'm so wasted
From all the fruits of life
That I've tasted
Never a clone on the microphone
I got shit built up
'Cause I never felt loved at home
And all alones how I spend my free time
Writin' freak rhymes
Drinkin' cheap wine
Easy Whips
And a cracker
I'm the master blaster
No one cuts faster
The king of disaster
Is who I am ho
And I'll be rippin' the fuckin' rhymes
And I'll make your mother shit her pants bro
So so
You better watch your back
Watch for me comin'
Watch for me comin'
In a '59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock knockin'
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock knockin'
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Credits
Writer(s): R.j. Ritchie, Matthew Shafer, James Trombly
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