K-POP Lyrics Song

B.o.BPaper Route

You don't know who
you fucking with
Ain't no democrat and
by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll
probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started
the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably
get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government
come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio
this here ain't for publishing
This ain't that bubble gum
shit no this ain't that double mint
Consider this a risk I swear
I see em building
pyramids brick by brick
They'll aim at everyone
going against this shit
You don't believe me
Look what happened
to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more
than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you they
corrupted everything
And we these out here just
tryna function tryna maintain
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers make
it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck
niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my
head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers make
it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper
route the paper route
And of course its unfortunate
that niggas out here
robbing for Jordans
Can we not afford them but
got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our views on reality
kinda distorted
But still even though
I understand the story
I still fall weak for a booty
that's proportionate
On the and short bitch
so what's the score
Chilling with some drinking
white mans poison
Ah now thats a forfeit Selling
for free that's extortion
But still I'm wondering what
family was present
when history
was recorded
A 100 thousand miles
an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers
make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck
niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers make
it through the cloud
Till then its back to the paper
route the paper route
You think you really
know whats going on
They passing laws where
they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop
TV and your iPhone
The battery dont come
out that means its always on
Smile and say cheese
yeah niggas got you
I told you fuckers three years
ago bout the watchers
If you wont take the microchip
then you cant make no dollars
This ain't no lovely day for
a neighbour ain't no Mr Rodgers
Dont let these fuckers rob us
for our freedom and your rights
And you be like it's on the
news so it must be right
Who's pulling the strings
Whos rolling the dice
Who's calling the shots
and whos starting the fight
Think twice
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers
make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck
niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles
an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers
make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper
route the paper route
You don't know who
you fucking with
Ain't no democrat and
by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll
probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started
the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably
get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government
come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio
this here ain't for publishing
This ain't that bubble gum
shit no this ain't that double mint
Consider this a risk I swear
I see em building
pyramids brick by brick
They'll aim at everyone
going against this shit
You don't believe me
Look what happened
to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more
than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you they
corrupted everything
And we these out here just
tryna function tryna maintain
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers make
it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck
niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my
head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers make
it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper
route the paper route
And of course its unfortunate
that niggas out here
robbing for Jordans
Can we not afford them but
got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our views on reality
kinda distorted
But still even though
I understand the story
I still fall weak for a booty
that's proportionate
On the and short bitch
so what's the score
Chilling with some drinking
white mans poison
Ah now thats a forfeit Selling
for free that's extortion
But still I'm wondering what
family was present
when history
was recorded
A 100 thousand miles
an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers
make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck
niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers make
it through the cloud
Till then its back to the paper
route the paper route
You think you really
know whats going on
They passing laws where
they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop
TV and your iPhone
The battery dont come
out that means its always on
Smile and say cheese
yeah niggas got you
I told you fuckers three years
ago bout the watchers
If you wont take the microchip
then you cant make no dollars
This ain't no lovely day for
a neighbour ain't no Mr Rodgers
Dont let these fuckers rob us
for our freedom and your rights
And you be like it's on the
news so it must be right
Who's pulling the strings
Whos rolling the dice
Who's calling the shots
and whos starting the fight
Think twice
A 100 thousand miles an hour
when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers
make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck
niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles
an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through
my head at the speed of sound
I pray I pray my prayers
make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper
route the paper route

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