Lyrics BoBiverse - B.o.B

BoBiverse

I think a lit a fuse.
Embryos in food
Feed them in the school
Every day at noon
Police still abuse
Pedos get excused
Flowers still in bloom
Politicians lie
Chemtrails in the sky
Clones report the news
Clones report the news
Clones report the news
Clones report the news
Fluoride in your water
Babies get the needle
Before they leave the womb
Zombies in the room
Zombies in the tomb, elephant, what?
Elephant in the muthafuckin room
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil, nigga
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil, nigga
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil, nigga
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil
Bones don’t turn to oil, nigga
Bones don’t turn to oil
Yeah
I’m the creator, the operator and the destroyer, muthafucka!
I’m the bait, the hostage and the ransom, muthafucka!
Who the fuck got a problem with Bobby Ray?
(Nigga, uh)
Since when did we give a fuck what a lunatic got to say?
(Ha)
Mr. Potato head and Shill Nye behave
Quit sucking each other off and debate with Eric Dubay
Debate with C Freeman El and Dr. Alim El-Bey
Don’t know about you, but my ancestors was never slaves
If I had a dollar for every agent they sent my way?
Then I’d have enough money to send a rocket to space
And get some of that hair gel them NASA hoes be using
That have some «pretty nice waves, pretty nice waves»
Yeah, cut my phone off and I lay low (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cuz most these truther pages on a payroll
I’m not your leader, so don’t follow me (No sir)
Follow your own mind, and your own mythology (Yes sir)
Cause if your mind ain’t your own, it’s somebody else’s property
Ha, so why them mocking me?
Ayy, use your common sense
I don’t make no sense, I just rap I don’t know shit, BANDZ!