Skulls and
crossbones and death bandanas
A liqueur store in every corner in Atlanta
Cops riding round tossing
niggas in the slammer
Tell me what's wrong I could really
use some answers
Nowadays everybody
wants to be a rapper
About two years ago everybody
was a trapper
Obviously money is
what everybody's after
Cos slavery ain't changed it's
a modern day disaster
Now these are my words
from me to you
Everything you do from
your shades to your shoes
From your chains to your coupe
came from the two
Trust me I would know I
was raised on the two
Ok, now let me just get your attention
Imma turn the tables so you
don't get defensive
Imma put my bullshit aside for a second
Cos I cant be fake,
cos God won't let me
I used to wear a grill be
cause it was the trend
Not because I liked it, I just
wanted to fit in
Then I got Eastside tatted on my skin
And I tried to get dreads
but my hair was too big
But I was lost,
I ain't know who I was
What else was there to do
besides look like a thug
So
in my senior year at Columbia High
I dropped out of High School
when I got signed
B.o.B was the name,
I ain't like Bobby Ray 'cause I was ashamed
But you can call me Bobby
Ray from this day forth and
I could give a damn about
the fame and fortune
Honestly I don't even
listen to rap
'Cause when I turn the radio on,
out comes crap
And if you make good music
that's okay, but
On the radio that they don't play
Its easy to see we created
a beast
'Cause everybody wants to hear
what they don't need
And now all the rappers got
a stoller to give you
That bullshit music so they can
continue to live
The position that I'm in is quite
an interesting predicament I will admit
But you can count on me cos
I'm refusing to give in
'Cause Imma give you music
cos we need it to exist, bitch
So imma play my guitar,
rap about aliens and sing about stars
Til you understand that's
what we are
So we ain't got to struggle
no more so we don't starve
I swear to God I love you with every bar
We all got problems that need
to be solved
So while I got the mic Imma
speak my thoughts
And Imma keep it real til the day I fall