Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Watchers, artist - B.o.B. Album song No Genre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: B.o.B
Song language: English
The Watchers |
| Yes, I feel the end, the end is close |
| The same thing happened eons ago |
| To know exactly you have to read up some more |
| Everyday technology speeds up some more |
| As is above, so is below |
| Some feel the heat, yet some feel the cold |
| We are the souls, yes, we have been chose |
| Some roll with angels and demons and ghosts |
| But shh! |
| Hold up, Bob, don’t go there! |
| You know that they watching, the all-seeing stare |
| But they can’t stop me, I’m already there |
| And y’all ain’t seen shit but y’all already scared |
| I’m gone, high like fructose, fructose |
| You wanna know the truth? |
| Really, you don’t, you don’t |
| It’ll blow you out your mind, like a UFO, UFO |
| I’m basically a resident of Pluto, Pluto |
| You know, but you’ll probably be the same one hatin' |
| Sayin' every rapper is in the freemasons |
| While the cops giving out free mace to your face |
| Now how do that taste? |
| I’m outta my mind |
| These videos tellin' y’all lies, bruh |
| Tellin' y’all we holding evil hand-signs, bruh |
| Last time I checked I’m from the Eastside, bruh |
| So do your research and make your own mind up |
| 'Cause us musicians have influence on this mic |
| But they don’t like that, so they conquer and divide |
| Double-H N-D, hip hop never dies |
| So shoot all you want, but we fly |
| Because, you know, no one man should have all that power |
| Obviously ‘cause it’s only one power |
| But nevermind, y’all keep worshipping Towers |
| While the clock keeps handing y’all hours |
| But pucker up because the truth gets sour |
| More sour than the sour diesel I devour |
| Hear me by the hour, I give you 50 vowels |
| When I brain storm it’s like a shower |
| So pull out your towels, and don’t let 'em play you |
| Do your own thing, fuck what they do! |
| And if you good at somethin' make sure they pay you |
| And if not, take a thankyou |
| Whether they praise you, or whether they hate you |
| It’s all about the attention that they pay you |
| Y’all on that grape drink, try this grape juice |
| Shouts to Grand Hustle, we got that break through |
| And, yes, it’s evident we better than |
| The rest of these competitors |
| Really there ain’t no one else ahead of us |
| Yeah, I bust these verses off, et cetera, et cetera |
| ‘Cause they watching y’all like the Federers, owww |
| Kadoish, kadoish, kadoish |
| Adonai Tsebayoth |
| It’s B.O.B. |
| and I’m out. |
| Peace! |