B.o.B – Behind Ya Back Purple Mountain (Elements Album)

[Part 1: Behind Ya Back]

[Intro]
I’m on some shit, I’m on some shit
I don’t want a bitch that don’t wanna bitch
She been at the gym eating humus and shit
She crushin’ on me cause I’m conscious and shit

[Verse 1]
Bitch ain’t no time so I’m straight, throw them clothes down if you want some
If you ain’t ’bout it then don’t come, I know I’m the shit cause I’m on one
Finna nosegrind like a skateboard, that’s your bitch? Well I ain’t sure
You a square, nigga, there’s a name for it
You were forced [?]
Niggas act like they don’t know where I’m coming from
Niggas act like I’m supposed to stay away from ratchet shit like I ain’t from the slums
Niggas act like they don’t see me but they always keep my fuckin’ letters on they tongue
Internet thugs online but they scary M. Night Shyamalan
Niggas claim they want my conscious lyrics but ain’t appreciate it when they had it
Niggas act like they gon’ hold you down but when you need a favor where they hiding?
Bitches act like they ain’t hoeing every time another hoe is right beside ’em
Yeah we fucked, so what bitch? Go and tell the whole hood about it
You a turkey ass jive bitch, hope you die bitch sucking five dicks at a time
Ain’t got no type bitch, got a wife bitch and a white bitch, bitch I’m fine
Why deez nigga- why deez nigga- why deez niggas lyin’?
And these niggas ain’t loyal either, all these niggas droppin’ dimes
Bandz

[Hook]
Y’all niggas gon’ find out about me
It took a while to get back up on my feet
And everything that I say, is blown out of place
If I ain’t the shit, why they fly around me?

[Bridge]
I’m on some shit, I’m on some shit
You hoes is the feds, I swear I’m convinced
I hit a club, you know they gon’ strip
I throw all my money like I’m in love with that bitch, I just fuck on that bitch

[Verse 2]
Look what I gotta do to get respect, that’s why I got my boot all in your neck
That’s why I never ball without the check, often I get so bored I get depressed
Nowadays it’s every man for himself, that’s why my loyalty is with the set
I don’t know why these niggas fake cool, when they get to actin’ I get perplexed
I’m dishonest man and I must confess, I like nigga shit and I like to flex
On my hippie shit, just lost in my head, I forgot that I was still in the flesh
It’s too late to try to save who I was, I like bitches and I like to get fresh
How the fuck did Bobby Ray get corrupt, Bobby Ray discovered Bobby himself
And all they can say is you changed, say that you changed
And all they can do to your fame is say that you lame
Remember me right, remember me right
Till the day I’mma die [?] grave
Bandz

[Hook]
Y’all niggas gon’ find out about me
It took a while to get back up on my feet
And everything that I say, is blown out of place
If I ain’t the shit, why they fly around me?

[Bridge]
I’m on some shit, I’m on some shit
You hoes is the feds, I swear I’m convinced
I hit a club, you know they gon’ strip
I throw all my money like I’m in love with that bitch, I just fuck on that bitch

[Part 2: Purple Mountain]

[Spoken]
New music, [mood] music
Baby-making music, your main lady shaking to it
This the feeling teachers never gave to students
Who get paid too little to raise the stupid
Who learn more from gangster music than basic schoolin’
A whole generation of angry youth who get mistaken as a pain or a nuisance
Distracted by the fame and jewelry, a country where we praise the wicked and shame the clueless
When the enemy is within who do you aim the Nuke at?
Are we really at the top or is that just how’re we are trained to view it?
I wonder who made the blueprint? Is it the same bloodline that enslaved the Jewish
Built ships and chained us to it, paid a sniper to aim at Luther
Took the World Trade, flew planes into it, and framed the Muslims?
This probably sounds like a scene from your favorite movie
Well wake up, wake up, it don’t take brains to do it, it take bank to do it
Welcome to the capital where only the greatest do it
Good intentions is what the road to hell is paved with usually
And bitches swimming bottomless in bottomless ace of spade jacuzzis
Drowning in my own lust, I had to drain the fluid out the group think think tank
I outgrew the fishbowl, I snapped your fucking fishing pole
Fuck opinions, they just want me trapped and fucking pigeon-holed
Now snap a fucking picture hoe
Got me feelin’ like I don’t get it, you don’t get it
Yeah there’s truth but who gon’ spit it?
Yeah I could say it but who gon’ get it?
Complicated fuckin’ lyrics, who gon’ listen?
We all fuckin’ hated math, now who wants physics
I ain’t speaking to you all cause you all get it
But see there’s projects from Duval to New York city
You ever wonder why it’s called the projects?
Picture the statue of liberty in a thot dress
I leave you all to your thoughts to process
Sincerely yours truly, God bless

B.o.B – Cut Throat (Elements Album)

[Hook]
Ooo you in trouble
They ’bout to send them folks to your front door
Ooo you in trouble
Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like
Don’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared nigga
Don’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared nigga, yeah nigga
Ooo you in trouble
Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like

[Verse 1]
And they be like "you sound retarded
Why you talkin’ all that shit, you just a artist
Obviously politics ain’t yo’ department
You gon’ fuck around and make yourself a target"
And I’m just tryna do the right thang, do the right thang, ha
You the right slang, you the right slang, yeah
So just read up who own the stations that your favorite shows come on
Radio stations your favorite songs come on
The truth ain’t unknown, even the paper that I’m on
Shit even the label I’m on, shit even the paper that I own
The federal reserve ain’t even owned by the government, I’m on some other shit
I’m on a mothership, fuck are we voting for?
Who is this congressman, Fortune 500’s
Be funding the Democratics and Republicans
In case you was wonderin’

[Hook]
Ooo you in trouble
They ’bout to send them folks to your front door
Ooo you in trouble
Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like
Don’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared nigga
Don’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared nigga, yeah nigga
Ooo you in trouble
Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like

[Verse 2]
I’m sorry there’s enough wealth in the States
To give a million dollars to each person and they still be straight
I’m talking wealth too big to measure, cheddar that don’t fit in the shredder
Treasure that don’t fit in a dresser, the best investor for a business endeavour
But you’re distracted by the ratchets
By the racket, by the bad bitch
They broadcast the madness using the same crisis actors
They used for the last disaster but you didn’t catch it
Remember Katrina when they blew up the levees
All the people that said they was hearing explosions, they chopped out the edit
Tell me do you remember, or would you rather forget it
It’s the sixth-Earth parellel world Armageddon
Bandz

[Hook]
Ooo you in trouble
They ’bout to send them folks to your front …

[Skit]
*Banging at door*
Police, get down! Fuck on the ground. Stop resisting
I’m not resisting, I’m not – I’m not resisting. Y’all, do ya’ll see this?
Turn this shit off

[Interlude/Outro]

B.o.B – Bend Over (Elements Album)

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 1]
What you talking bout, who you fucking kidding
I do this for a fucking living
Private life, public life
I can’t tell the fucking difference
I’m from the city people love to visit
Every square foot, a hundred bitches
Hoes whoring, it ain’t nothing new
If I ain’t hit it, someone hit it
Bob, there’s more to life than money, riches
There’s more to life than fucking bitches
Screenshots, ass shots, and Ciroc shots
That’s why I don’t trust them bitches
She ain’t fit in with them other bitches
All they is to her is competition
She just want be complemented
She just want a hundred million followers
Back it up, bend it over on the [?]
On your back, knees up, gynecologist
And you know who stays anonymous
Put it together then it’s obvious but

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging over who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 2]
Bob, miss me with them conscious lyrics
You sound just like the one percenters
You must of did a bunch of acid
Either that or you just fucking with us
You want to be a star, sell out concert tickets?
A mansion and a Hollywood subdivision?
You get the fame under one condition
You get copied at the cloning center
They kill ‘em with a common ending
Overdose from a drug addiction
Same story, same headline
A stroke, a heart attack, an aneurysm
Celebrities and politicians
Just to name a couple members
Rituals and pedophilia
Sacrifices, blood religion
The queen of England got arrest warrants
For the disappearance of a dozen children
Do your research on the topic
The same time every year kids come up missing

[Hook]
But you so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend, bend, bend, bend, bend
Get, get, get bent motherfucker

B.o.B – Excuse Me (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Critical thinking
A sea of souls selling out
But this ship is sinking
Flooded with watered down lyrics
With subliminal meanings
To wake up another day
Lord, give me a reason
Are these prayers really working
Or just triggering feelings (4x)
I vocalize my pain and they say, "Isn’t it genius?"
I’d be considered a legend if I consistently bring it
Now is there life after death or just recall and repeat it
Or does it go pitch dark and just dissolve into pieces?
If that’s the case I wonder if I departed this evening
From the top of the 47th and just fall to the cement
For the entire police quadrant and fire department to see it
Would my disembodied soul then reach its path of completion
Or just create another scene
In which to deal with these demons
Not to sound morbid, my views are just distorted and grungy
I should cry myself to sleep
On this mattress made out of money
But I’m not here to be liked, I’m not here to be nice
I’m not here for your war, I’m not here for your fight
I’m not here to be hyped, I’m not here for a price
When I bring you the truth it’s not delivered polite
Gamblin with my life you shouldn’t have gave me the dice (3x)
You shouldn’t have gave me the dice, dice, dice
All this misery shrouded in mystery of violent history
THC chemistry
Cure for depression
No there is no remedy
Allergic to bullshit, no antihistamine
Top of the class haters graduate to enemies
Out on your ass is where they intended for you to be
Snakes in the grass, I’ll cut them out, eventually
Slave to the media, you got to be kidding me
You got to be kidding me
You got to be fucking kidding me..

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Yeah
And we live in a state of confusion
I hear what they say on the news
They usually just laying a blueprint
Used to create a delusion
Movies to sway your conclusion
Used to delay your awakening
Steady creating illusions
Clues to mistaken the truth with
No sense debating with fools
Who put all of their faith in the skewed philosophy
With situational views
Too many saviors to choose
I stare at the face of the moon
Too much information
Too many equations
It’s too complicated to prove
Stories portrayed we consume
Like thanksgiving tables of food
I’m sorry not sorry
I ain’t in the mood
To dress up and play in this room
You can judge me and say that it’s cruelty
I see the chains and the whip
I just don’t mistake it for jewelry
Fuck out my face now, excuse me
I ain’t got no patience today so excuse me

B.o.B – Mr. Mister (Elements Album)

[Intro: B.o.B]
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Mr. 4th quarter
Mr. Make it happen
Mr. Clean, what’s the addict
Mr. I keep your bitch happy
Mr. Cool, damn near mystical
Damn the ice cube
Mr. Count, Mr. Chow
Mr. Come and get your food
Mr. Bruce Leeroy with the kung fu
Mr. Rude, Mr. cutting school
Finna buss a move
Mr. T, Mr. Act a fool
Mr. Break the rules
Mr. Told you I’ll be there at 12 but ain’t get in till 2
Mr. Thought I was gon’ take her home but left her in a room
Mr. Scrooge, Mr. Take it off now bitch get in the pool
Mr. I already made it you can’t come around
Mr. Quiet, shhh
Bitch don’t make a sound
Yeah

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I’m so lazy tell my hoe to get the pitcher
Liquor, I’m straight up, she on Margarita mixer
Mister
I’m Mister
I ain’t never miss her
Mister
Bobby Bandz

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Mr. Long, Mr. Did her wrong
Mr. Sing a song
Hit a bong, Mr. Cheech and Chong
Mr. In my zone
Mr. 2Pac Herringbone, on my collar bone
Heat is on, mister
Mr. got it going on
Master Don, black power ranger
I do not belong
Mr. Outside of the norm
Hieroglyph uniform
Mr. Candler Rd
Mr. Fried rice with the prawns
Mr. I mastered the style
I’m just working on my form
Mr. Solo Dolo, no this ain’t no ride along
Mr. Me and basic people somehow just don’t get along
I just brought a couple Negros with me, please don’t be alarmed
Mr. I guess I overslept and slept through my alarm
Mr. Rush, B Rich hit me up, I’m just waking up
In the clutch, come through with the clutch
Try me you’ll get touched
Never blink, never lose no sleep
Niggas huff and puff, claim they running up
Who the fuck? MC such and such
I’m Ryu
I done paid my dues
I do this shit daily
Mister
Mr. Lituation, Mr. Fuck you pay me
Mr. I might be here now, now I’m out in Vegas
Mr. If you ain’t with the movement, it ain’t no conversation
Preach

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I’m so lazy tell my hoe to get the pitcher
Liquor, I’m straight up, she on Margarita mixer
Mister
I’m Mister
I ain’t never miss her
Mister
Bobby Bandz

B.o.B – Summers Day (Elements Album)

If money is your God who’s your devil?
If everybody die what make’s you special?
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
And I wonder if it’s crowded
Okay now I’m acting childish but hey
Don’t force your religion on me
And I won’t force my non-religion on you
Truth’s the only thing I’m devoted to
So am I equal or just boredom to you
So Bobby, fourth album how does it feel?
Ever wonder why every artist run out on they deal?
The price you pay to sell out record stores
When they say they sell they soul it’s not a metaphor

Yeah
I wonder if JFK tried to warn us a storm was around the corner
Most of these law enforcers just force us all in a corner
They make it harder for the foreigners
Your son your wife and you daughter
And make it hard to support them
I’m just here to inform ya
The power structures enormous
Speaking out on these topics is like swatting a nest of hornets
They come from the left and right
They swarm our bodies like garments
With chemicals here to harm us
After you bust your ass they tax your ass for a portion
That’s parasitic behavior
How dare they minimum wage us
How dare you mention a pay cut
Like we here to read the terms and conditions
And they betrayed us
Don’t need permission to wake up
‘Cause silence is your consent for them to consistently wake us
Let’s go

Let’s
Let’s go
Let’s let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s, let’s go
Let’s, let’s, let’s go
Let’s go
let’s
Let’s go
Let’s let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s, let’s go
Let’s, let’s, let’s go

My mentality is post apocalyptic
I think in hieroglyphic
We live inside a system that’s mostly monolithic
America the company who owns the title?
Shit. I don’t know it could be Russia or China
That’s why they identify it as property
Born in the robbery
No Robin Hood
If Satan had a house it’d be in Hollywood
Walking away is the most difficult part
Red carpet for the ritual start
They know they can’t keep me in check
Or keep me asleep with a check
As long as there’s breath in my chest I’m pressing these niggas to death
I’ll never regret
The past that I lived
Or the path that I took
I run when I needed, with every step

let’s go
Let’s
Let’s go
Let’s let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s, let’s go
Let’s, let’s, let’s go
Let’s go
let’s
Let’s go
Let’s let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s, let’s go
Let’s, let’s, let’s go

B.o.B – False Flag (Elements Album)

Ride in that lane with the top back
Speeding no brakes where the gas at
Cooking that cop is cut back
So you already know what a strap back
Man you already know when you in beast mode
Man you already know a nigga pass that
Everybody false flag, man you already a nigga blessed
You already know, you already know
You already know, you already know
Let me tell you ’cause you already know
You already know, you already know
You already know, you already know
I could tell you, but you already know

Sick of running with my hands up
I’m just fucking all the bands up
Simple man I don’t demand much
I’m just tryina bring these grams up
What you wanna me to say to you?
Give you something to awaken you
Find a topic that’s conveyable?
A prophecy that’s inescapable?
This the world that they betray to you
Guarantee is unattainable
Just the two was unavailable
The judge rule is persuadable
??? a generational
Who you word, who you praying to?
Watch these fakers what they say to you
You see the truth it’s unmistakable
No, they wouldn’t lie to me dog
No, they wouldn’t like to me, bro
No, they wouldn’t lie to the world
No, they wouldn’t lie under oath
No man can be high as the law
The law that was sworn to apose
It’s too late, the door has been closed
Too many stories’ been told
Too many stories’ been told

Started out for the love of this all
??? saw of blood on the phone
We went to see the sun, it was cold
Where, where the fuck did I go wrong?
Where does the time go, where does the time go?
Lost in the time zone, must got it time wrong
Where does the time go?
I don’t wanna die alone, don’t wanna die alone, die alone

At a glance, you’ll never truly understand
Cascading thoughts before my avalanche
Eventually the shit gonna hit the fan
Niggas got sick of suffering, got demands
Climb up the mountain just so we can stand
Big brother hang you often by your pants
No more religion, no more believers
To people that put the law above the land
It’s a scam like Irak and Iran, Afghanistan
Creating targets, create the moderns
Democracy artist, go hard and people and enlist in the fight
For the system that stripped all your rights
And the bitches that live in it ??? people turn sinister
The written law, the all seeing written law
The mark of the beast, the mark of the predator
God bless America, god bless the regular
Far from the regular
Don’t kill the messenger, bitch

It’s a funny game, don’t believe that it’s all the same
That thing what I just said
I’ll pass on that on my head

Ride in that lane with the top back
Speeding no brakes where the gas at
Cooking that cop is cut back
So you already know what a strap back
Man you already know when you in beast mode
Man you already know a nigga pass that
Everybody false flag, man you already a nigga blessed

(x2)
You already know, you already know
You already know, you already know
Let me tell you ’cause you already know
You already know, you already know
You already know, you already know
I could tell you, but you already know
You already know, you already know
You already know, you already know

B.o.B – King Tut (Elements Album)

[Hook]
Let’s be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun

[Verse 1]
Uh, pay your homage
Bobby Ray the shaman
Namaste, or something conscious, I promise
Saw this day was coming
Like a flag or something
Hundred nations form a summit
Congress, no hesitation coming
Try to take it from me
Terminator style I’m dumping
Dumping, clip gon’ kick back like Liu Kang
Or fucking Johnny Cage
Them hollows graze your stomach
Vomit, everyday or something
Some grenade or something
Someone say that someones bombing the gunman
Propagate and conflicts sway the moral compass
You debate on who done done it
Converse, I’ma stay a slum
It’s still segregated proms in the state I’m from
And they still gon’ bang you up for an ashtray of crumbs
If a cop could pop you, no indictment
It’s obvious the justice system pretty biased
Take your right away like arthritis
The eye of the all seeing iris

[Hook]
Let’s be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun

[Verse 2]
Like I’m suffering from ego death
Need no stress, lean on deck, weed on deck
Green thumb, I’m Imhotep
They depopulate you with chemo
They’ll steal your breath, beast mode
There ain’t no more heroes left
Hercules conflicts all black incognito
Like Ne-Yo at Emo Fest, flip like aikido
Arm the torpedo, I’m armed and I’m reloaded
Three piece tuxedo, I bomb like a G though
Bondage just like a slave or something
That can’t awaken from it
We ain’t got a thing in common, you common
Minus the sense, keep your eyes on your rent
And them commerce modern economics consumption
Summon critics in my comments
A conference of conversations and assumptions, it’s constant
Pill’s too big to ever stomach, you astonished
I never claimed I’m Nostradamus
The publics intuition mixed with my opinion’s just more confirmation on the subject, don’t want it
Pull your card, I’ll pull no punches
A monkey wrench in a dysfunction now

[Hook]
Let’s be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun

B.o.B – Lights Out (Elements Album)

[Intro]
That boy here, yeah that boy here, ahhhh
Yeah that boy here, that boy here
Yeah that boy, ahhhh, yeah that boy here

[Hook]
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Why a niggas lights out ain’t no turning down
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Niggas out here going broke for the wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Niggas out here going broke for the wild nigga lifestyle

[Verse 1]
It’s funny how I can show y’all niggas somethin’
Somethin’ more than just coded Ebonics
Somethin’ iconic you call that demonic
I guess niggas run from the truth or confront it
Niggas don’t see me till’ I get the stuntin’
And flauntin’ this money
You’re both of a culture that’s mentally stunted
The murders a constant our houses are haunted
With pain we need codeine and weed just to numb it
Deep in our conscious we know that there’s something
More than they teach us way more than we’re promise
Stay head of my time I’m just holding my luggage
I hope shit get better before it gets ugly again
Man I’m straight out Atlanta like Coke in yo buggy
A mirror of ballers that ain’t got no budget
It feel like Atlantis before it got flooded

[Bridge]
Wait till’ I get that band
Wait till’ I get that home
Wait till’ I get my money right
Wait till’ I get put on
Wait till’ I get that band
Wait till’ I get put on
Wait till’ I get my money right
Wait till’ I get me a home

[Hook]
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Why a niggas lights out ain’t no turning down
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Niggas out here going broke for the wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Niggas out here going broke for the wild nigga lifestyle

[Verse 2]
Imitator
Broke niggas fakin’ rich nigga behavior
Fuck up a check just to be twitter famous
Niggas switch up on they friend for the paper
Shit look at Kobe he still wit the Lakers
I wake up and say a real nigga prayer
Looked in the mail I just got my advance
Why I’m at the dealership three minutes later?
I fuck up a M
Don’t fuck up my trim
What you expect?
When you run from cops yo whole life
It ain’t shit just to run through a check
In the red
Now you pressed
Niggas dying
Just to dress, guess that’s why it’s called fresh to death
Nigga let yo wallet catch a breath
But instead you goin’ stunt on yo ex

[Bridge]
When I get my band
Wait till’ I get that home
Wait till’ I get my money right
Wait till’ I get put on
Wait till’ I get that band
Wait till’ I get put on
Wait till’ I get my money right
Wait till’ I get me a home

[Hook]
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Why a niggas lights out ain’t no turning down
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Niggas out here going broke for the wild nigga lifestyle
Wild nigga lifestyle, wild nigga lifestyle
Niggas out here going broke for the wild nigga lifestyle

[Outro]
That boy here, yeah that boy here, ahhhh
Yeah that boy here, that boy here
Yeah that boy, ahhhh, yeah that boy here

B.o.B – Shhh (Elements Album)

[Hook]
Shhh, I got a secret x2
Shhh, come closer
(come here bitch)
Smack some sense in your ass x4
Like a pimp, like a, like a pimp
Smack some sense in your ass x2

[Verse 1]
Like a pimp on your ass
I hope I offended your ass
Hoe playin pretend with your ass
Burst your bubble like a pimple, my bad
Chicken little, throw em out the window like a demo
Camo black on black, I keep it simple
That No Genre on me, only symbol
Distracting the shit out your ass
Terms and conditions your ass
Better remember me right
If I disappear Copperfield on your ass
Now run like the pigs on your ass
And they got evidence to pin on your ass
30 years on your ass
I don’t even remember your ass
Barking up the wrong tree
Beating around the wrong bush
Reading off the wrong page
Reading out the wrong book
It ain’t a big deal to your ass
If it don’t make no sense to your ass
I say I’m all about peace
But I’ll still smack the shit out your ass

[Hook]
Shhh, I got a secret x2
Shhh, come closer
(come here bitch)
Smack some sense in your ass x4
Like a pimp, like a, like a pimp
Smack some sense in your ass x2

[Verse 2]
Hold on to your horses
Stay looking for an O-Z like I’m Dorothy
These niggas ain’t as hard as they record us
You just a gangster on Pro Tools
You faker than O’doul’s
Can’t nobody here extort me
We, we ain’t dating, we recordin
Pimping stiff as rigamortis
Probably from counting bands and drinking 40’s

[Hook]
Shhh, I got a secret x2
Shhh, come closer
(come here bitch)
Smack some sense in your ass x4
Like a pimp, like a, like a pimp
Smack some sense in your ass x2

B.o.B – Action News (Elements Album)

Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire

Just in, breaking news
Two shooters, reportedly seen on the move
Over to you Bob
Over to you
Uh Bob?
Oh shit

Yeah, uh
Gunshots apparently heard, have all of the parents concerned
Such a tragedy that this is happening in such a lovely suburb
Police and Chief in high alert, investigators need to search
Sources say there were two gunmen but people claim there was a third
It’s hard to confirm, "So Bob are people still panicking?"
Yeah but it could have been worse, our sources say this is some type of
Religious terrorist hate group with an insatiable thirst
"Signing off, this is Action News, remember you heard it here first"

Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire

"You told me that you were sitting in class this morning and you saw a lot of police.
Tell me, tell me how you found out what was going on"
"Um, well, we found like there was all these people.
And we found out because there was, we were like right near the window in our classroom.
And like we saw like police officers and we heard them on the roof and in our building"
"Was everybody crying, scared, wanting their parents to come get them?
"Yeah, they were. And then some people were even like,
They kind of, they felt, they got a stomachache"
"Did you hear any gunshots or anything like that?"
"Um, well, police officers, like they were, they were kind of,
‘Cause there’s police officers, like right out the door, like trying to find the guy"
"Are you okay right now?"

Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire
Fire, fire

"To be honest with you, I’m just like, okay let’s go get her cellphone activated right now."
"It’s like, go get her cellphone activated right now."

"To be honest with you, I’m just like, okay let’s go get her cellphone activated right now."
"It’s like, ‘go get her cellphone activated right now."

B.o.B – Under The Dome (Elements Album)

[Intro]
*Elevator Ding*
Ground Floor
Going Down
*Elevator Ding*
Lower Ground Floor
*Sinister laughter*
(Man #1) Oh look
(Man #2) Oh look at you
*Loudspeaker* Doctor Forrest dial 118 please, Doctor Forrest please dial…
R.E.M. accessible

[Verse 1]
Chemtrail clouds, I’m asleep, though
Acid rain, I’m asleep though
Fluoride water, I’m asleep, though
New World Order, I’m asleep though
Diabetes soda, I’m asleep though
Cloned and Modified beef, though
Heavy metals all in the drinks, though
Wi-Fi cook a nigga in his sleep, though

[Chorus/Hook]
Put him in it…
Put him in it…
Put him in a coffin
Put him in it, put him in it
Put him in it, put him in a coffin
Put him in it, put him in it
Put him in it, put him in a coffin
Put him in it

[Verse 2]
FEMA coffins
The people watching
Counting sheep, niggas sheep walking
All these dickriders, where’s Lorena Bobbit
Blogs ain’t talking bout shit but baby mommas
You don’t wanna stir the pot
You don’t wanna detox
I’m asleep though..
You ever heard of Basquiat
You don’t want a 2pac
You want Love & Hip-Hop
I’m asleep though..
Cops taking cheap shots, all weak, though
False Flag headlines all week, though
Chalk outline on the street, though
I’m just tryna make it out alive, in one piece, though
(Piece, though/Pistol!)
I’m asleep, though
Cloned politicians don’t sleep, though
Earth flat as fuck, I’m asleep though
Geo-engineering, I’m asleep, though
Diabetes soda, I’m asleep, though
New World Order, I’m asleep, though
Cloned and Modified beef, though
Wi-Fi cook a nigga in his sleep, though

[Chorus/Hook]
Put him in it…
Put him in it…
Put him in a coffin
Put him in it, put him in it
Put him in it, put him in a coffin
Put him in it, put him in it
Put him in it, put him in a coffin
Put him in it

[Verse 3]
I’m asleep, though
Feds follow a nigga in his street clothes
Hoes ain’t sticking to the G code (nope!)
Suck a nigga dick for free, but charge me though
I’m asleep though
Click, clack, bang, bang and reload
Hoes set a nigga up for the kilo
?????? baby I’m crazy, no Cee Lo
I don’t sleep, though
Deep underground ET’s though
Bernie Mac’s man soul, rest in peace though
Found May 28th, well, we know (we know)
We know
Nigga, what you talking about?
Talk is talk, and do’ers do shit people talk about
Nothing to argue about
How must I remind ya, I don’t wear designer
No Genre attire (No Genre!)
Monsanto was all up inside your vaginas, tampons pantie liners
Jenna Verg got all of the kids confused, teaching Sex Ed in preschool
Designer babies in the wombs (clones!)
Stars shining through the moon
But I’m asleep, though
Chemtrail clouds, I’m asleep though
Fluoride Water, I’m asleep though
Acid rain, I’m asleep though
Diabetes soda, I’m asleep though
New World Order, I’m asleep though
Cloned and Modified beef, though
Wi-Fi cook a nigga in his sleep, though

[Chorus/Hook]
Put him in it…
Put him in it…
Put him in a coffin
Put him in it, put him in it
Put him in it, put him in a coffin
Put him in it, put him in it
Put him in it, put him in a coffin
Put him in it

B.o.B – $tacks Of Dreams (Elements Album)

[Intro/Refrain]
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of

[Bridge]
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, copies
Carbon copies
Do you copy, out of body
Out of body, tipsy-turvy tipsy-topsy tispy-topsy
Killuminati- all the thotties, the young gottis (Party, Party)
They watching, I know they watching (Watching, Watching)

Yeah, yeah
Heat death- I’m in this Mojave
Suicide- I’m kamikaze
I don’t blend in with nobody
The scapegoat I guess I’m Bin Laden

[Verse 1]
Yeah Yeah
Compared to Donald Trump
I’m neck and neck with the death threats
Got the best vest, and the best text
I need less stress and the best sex
Nude photos are the best text
Life is too short to be depressed, yes
But I’m too focused on the next step
And I’m restless

[Chorus]
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life

[Refrain]
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of….

[Verse 2]
Dreams are made of, same thing that my genes are made of
Real niggas what my team is made of
No Day 2’s, Day 3’s, just Day 1’s
Puppet niggas move when the strings are raised up
Fame is a drug niggas fiend for a taste of
Broke hoes smoke all your weed, snapchat they weave
Then leave when the drinks is drank up, tuh!
I aim to provoke
I don’t mean financial when I say you broke
You broke in your heart, you lost in your thoughts, and you broke in your soul
Emotions evoke
Mentally stunted more issues then Vogue
Doors open and close
But you wouldn’t notice it though, though, though…

[Chorus]
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life

[Bridge]
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, copies
Carbon copies
Do you copy, out of body
Out of body, tipsy-turvy tipsy-topsy tipsy-topsy
Killuminati- all the thotties, the young gottis (Party, Party)
They watching, I know they watching (Watching, Watching)

Yeah, yeah
Heat death- I’m in this Mojave
Suicide- I’m kamikaze
I don’t blend in with nobody
The scapegoat I guess I’m Bin Laden

[Chorus]
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life

Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of….

B.o.B – Fkn Science Bro (Elements Album)

[Intro: Teacher]
Stop running in the halls! Stop! Slow down, sir! Slow down, sir! Stop running in the halls, sir! Anthony get to class! You’re never going to become a college student at that rate!

[Hook]
Fuckin’ science
Fu-fuckin’ science, bro
Labcoat, check, goggles, check
Nodules, check
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuckin’ science, bro

[Verse 1: B.o.B + Teacher]
Hi-yah lads! Welcome to science class
Bob quit writin’ raps in your log sheet, nobody’s gon’ sign your ass
Okay let’s get scientific
Fossil fuels come from years and years of bio-decomposition
It’s really just scientific
Why didn’t all the fossils turn to oil?
Some did, some didn’t
Anyway…
Didn’t Rockerfeller pay the scientists off the year of the Geneva Convention?
Wait? What was that?
You wanna come up here in front of class?
What? You wanna teach?
You really think you’re smarter than me?
No sir, sit down
Here’s your homework on the atom bomb and the World War
How it affected us then and now
Well uh… I seen the footage and uh, I really just want some answers
How does someone film an atomic bomb and it doesn’t destroy the camera?
I mean…
I was just…
BRO!
Bro, I’m just sayin’… I don’t know

[Hook: B.o.B]
Fu-fuckin’ science, bro
Labcoat, check, goggles, check
Nodules, check
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuckin’ science, bro

[Verse 2: B.o.B + Teacher]
Welcome to history, we evolved from neanderthalsThat is no mystery!
Well why are there no monkey fossils anywhere?
What, are you kidding me!?
I’m just sayin’… I just
Shoulda learned that way back in elementary
Man this nigga don’t know what the fuck he talkin’ about
I have a diploma, do you have a diploma?
Or a learning disorder?
My wife is a lawyer, we both have a daughter
She’s doin’ fine with the things that we taught her
Yeah I’m just usin’ the scientific method
Did we evolve from electronical boy or homo erectus?
And all of the fossilized footprints in the fossil records
Don’t show a line of thrust, that’s not consistent with compression
What the fuck did he just say??
Yeah, okay smartass
This is real knowledge, save all that hippie shit for art class
It’s really startin’ to bug me on this one
Gonna have to trust me on this one
I have done the studies on this one
You’re a little rusty on this one
I mean why can’t you just answer my question on the subject?
It’s not in the fuckin’ book
It’s not up for discussion

[Hook: B.o.B]
Science, I fuckin’ love science!
I fuckin’ love science!
I love science
Labcoat, check, goggles, check
Nodules, check
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuckin’ science, bro

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
Damn, must have been a hell of them stegosauruses
Over a century burnin’ fossil fuels, still ain’t no shortages
I ain’t sayin’ I’m Neo, but I’m nothin’ short of a morpheus
Fuck, thought this was a globe, I gotta check my coordinates
You can blame my disorderly conduct on my subordinance
If it ain’t no Coriolis who’s to blame for New Orleans?
Why the poorest people always get extorted by corporate giants
We don’t boycott, we buy in and I find it unfortunate, yeah
Me plus you plus her plus her, that’s four (Math!)
Bring your worst and I’m gon’ bring much more
Leave your nerves, your skirt, both at the door
In case you didn’t know

[Hook: B.o.B + Scientist]
Fuckin’ science bro!
Well Earth shine is much brighter than moonshine
Fu-fuckin’ science, bro
Labcoat, check (moonshine)
Goggles, check (moonshine)
Nodules, check (moonshine)
Fuckin’ (moonshine)

[Verse 4: B.o.B.]
How many fingers am I holdin’ up?
Come and compete him if you’re bold enough
No Bobby Ray don’t give an ounce of fuck
Your team is weak, you beat your bouncer up

[Outro: Teacher + Neil deGrasse Tyson]
Student lives are what you are! God I hate my life. Hey you! You! Stop making out! I know your mother, Susan! I’m gonna tell Susan about this! Debrah! Is that coke???

I’m Neil deGrasse Tyson, bitch!

B.o.B – Dumb (Elements Album)

[Chorus]
That’s dumb
Why fall in love? That’s dumb
I don’t wanna go get lunch
I’m jus tryna fuck this dum
Dumb, dumb, that’s dumb
D-U-M-B, that’s dumb
40’s on a coupe that’s dumb
40 on a rollie that’s dumb
Hunnid in a duffle that’s dumb
D-U-M-B, that’s dumb
That’s dumb, dumb
That’s dumb
Du-du-du-du-du-du-dumb

[Verse 1]
I just tell it how it come to me
Gotta make it sound fly for the dumb niggas
Swear to god im tryna find out what they want wit me
I guess the music in me, use it till they done wit me
And when they done with me, next one
Stages of grief, you just on stage one
Forest Gump, with the (?) Don Cheadle
I’ma go teflon
Paranoid nigga sleepin with the pump
Deep Underground Military Bases, that’s dumb
Bobby on the beat, that’s dumb
I don’t under sleep, that’s dumb
N-U-M-B, I’m numb
In the studio getting blowed
To the realest shit I ever wrote, wrote, wrote
In a world where they give you a disease
Then sell yo ass the antidote
That’s dumb

[Chorus]
Dumb
Why fall in love? That’s dumb
I don’t wanna go get lunch
I’m jus tryna fuck this dum
Dumb, dumb, that’s dumb
D-U-M-B, that’s dumb
40’s on a coupe that’s dumb
40 on a rollie that’s dumb
Hunnid in a duffle that’s dumb
D-U-M-B, that’s dumb
That’s dumb, dumb
That’s dumb
Du-du-du-du-du-du-dumb

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Who you know realer than Bob, riddle me that
Who you know talk this much shit on a track
Once you sell your soul no ain’t way on getting it back
Ooh you gon have to be much quicker than that
Asymmetrical flows and metaphysical raps
Invoking pivotal moments, exposing criminal acts
For those that live in a mask, that show the critical mass
They tried to give me a roof but now the ceiling is cracked
Cracked, cracked, now the ceiling is cracked
I will not fall in the mud
I will not fall through the cracks
I know that where we’re headed is where we been in the past
What happen to Sasquatch?
What happen to Anthrax? (what?)
What half your advance at
What happen to loyalty, and havin your man’s back?
Whereever the red the white and the blue lands at
We kill the natives and never give they land back

[Chorus]
That’s dumb
Why fall in love? That’s dumb
I don’t wanna go get lunch
I’m jus tryna fuck this dum
Dumb, dumb, that’s dumb
D-U-M-B, that’s dumb
40’s on a coupe that’s dumb
40 on a rollie that’s dumb
Hunnid in a duffle that’s dumb
D-U-M-B, that’s dumb
That’s dumb, dumb
That’s dumb
Du-du-du-du-du-du-dumb

[Outro]
I know when the tide is high, the tide is low
Oh, there’s a night sky X2

B.o.B – H.A.A.R.P. Music (Elements Album)

[Hook]
HAARP, HAARP Music
No escape, no escape, no escape
HAARP Music
HAARP, HAARP Music
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
HAARP Music

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Change shit change
Is that rain? is that rain?
How strange, how strange
How they spray them clouds with them planes
Deep pain inside of these veins
Deep pain in these veins
How strange, how strange
How they got these fibers, these strangs
Gotta work for a living, not a while
Gotta work for a living, noo I
And I suppose from the highs and lows
Lies are told when in July it snows
Pinocchio can’t hide his nose
Anymore than a camel can hide his toe
But who am I? I dont know nothing
I don’t know no-ting
How bout I take my rapper thoughts
And go smoke some rapper weed?
They got a co-co-coffin if you sleep, RIP
Then the elite trigger tsunamis using technology

[Hook]
HAARP, HAARP Music (H double A-R-P)
No escape, no escape, no escape
HAARP Music
HAARP, HAARP Music (H double A-R-P)
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
HAARP Music

[Verse 2]
Whirl pool
Earth moves, observe the truth of what words do
Words do more than just hurt you
Words alone fill up church pews
Words alone change the outcome
Make you reconsider taking nurse school
Words alone make you pay attention
To the problems that you never worked through
Bird food for the mind
Brain washed over time
Life expectancy on the decline
Vaults up in the sky
I look up and I ask why O Lord?
It’s hard to tell what freedom is
When you gotta die for it
And I ain’t got that much time to be waiting
Yo, I guess I just ain’t got the patience
Uh, Im sick and tired of debating
Yeah, the fuck I look like out here slavin?
You call it complacent but you basic

[Hook]
HAARP, HAARP Music (H double A-R-P)
No escape, no escape, no escape
HAARP Music
HAARP, HAARP Music (H double A-R-P)
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
HAARP Music

Quote from Weather Webcast Channel 10
“That is not rain, that is not snow. Believe it or not military aircraft flying through the region is dropping chaff, small bits of aluminum, sometimes it’s made of plastic or even metallicized paper products, but its use is an antiradar issue and obviously they’re up there practicing. Now they won’t confirm that but I was in the Marine Corps for many years, and I’ll tell you right now. That’s what it is.”

B.o.B – Pow Wow (Elements Album)

[Intro]
We will ensure that our government never opens the door to the use of cloning… for human reproduction. It is dangerous, profoundly wrong and has no place in our society or any society. This order is an important step in advancing–

But when everything comes out it’s going to blow the lid off of everything, because this is the biggest damn story in human history, and it’s simply this: You are not alone and you have never been alone

[Verse 1]
Bobby Ray, Bandz
Bobby Ray ha-ha
Show your belly button if you ain’t a clone
Show your belly button if you ain’t a clone
Show your belly button if you ain’t a clone
If you a surrogate you homegrown
Why you still got them damn panties on?
Why you still on your damn camera phone?
Bobby Ray Bandz on Genghis Khan
Walking in with the damn Daniels on
Haters on my dick, no I ain’t alone
Airports sell too much damn cologne
State niggas wear too much damn cologne
Pack so loud smell it through the phone
Bob when you gonna write a book for shits sake?
But niggas don’t read so I keep making mixtapes
I keep making mixtapes
Everyone I meet shop a beat or a mixtape
See they plan to enslave
And make a billion dollars just off inmates
Clone meat your intake
Chicken look like it do nothing but lift weights
And you just fixed the big plate
Kids looking grown by fifth grade
Other day I saw a baby in a stroller
Little nigga had a goatee and a temp fade
Goatee and a temp fade, goatee and a temp fade, goatee and a temp fade
If chemtrails are clouds when I pee it’s lemonade
Over and out, air force flying over my house
Helicopters flying over the crib
We get it, you know where I live
No fucks, you know what I give
No chill, fuck Neil he’s a shill
Cornrows, my Achilles heel
Get harder than malaria still
Get harder than surgical steel
I give it to her she like, ‘Hercules real’
Word to the tower I’m a modern day seal
Verbally kill, I hurt you for real
I’m from the city where the goons often lurking the field
And if the cops don’t kill then the murderers will
Can’t hire these stripes, gotta earn them for real
How you gon’ search for whats real
When all the preachers that you worship be perverted for real
And this will never play on syndicated radio
Cause that’s just the way it goes

[Hook]
Yeah, in my bloodline, uh
Cherokee in my bloodline, yeah
Cheekbones in my bloodline, yeah
Weed shows in my bloodline, yeah
In my bloodline, in my bloodline, in my bloodline
Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh

[Verse 2]
What’s behind a supernatural, is it actual?
I blow your mind like explosives in a cantaloupe
A stick of dynamite in your cantaloupe
Astral project, I astral catapult
What the fuck you laughing for?
Chain hang from my clavicle
You were inside of my admiral
Eat you like an enzyme or a cannibal
Like I’m holding election with Hannibal Lecter
Tied up in the stretcher hitting on a professor
Man I roll up the lettuce
Get stoned like Rosetta
Too faded tryna hold it together
You’ve been demoted a letter
You slow enough to trigger motion detector
You could lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink
You can lead someone to knowledge but you can’t make him think, Bandz

[Hook]
Yeah, in my bloodline, uh
Cherokee in my bloodline, yeah
Cheekbones in my bloodline, yeah
Weed shows in my bloodline, yeah
In my bloodline, in my bloodline, in my bloodline
Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh

B.o.B – Break The Rules (Elements Album)

[Intro: B.o.B & Police Officer]
How you doing sir?
Hey how you doing?
Good. Real quick man, reason why I stopped you, you know it’s a 55, you’re doing 91
Uh, I-
What’s the hurry man?
I’m taking my girl out on a date tonight
You don’t got any more marijuana in the car do you?
Nah
No, you smoke it all?
Yup
Alright, what I’m gonna get you to do, is just uh, don’t- don’t touch that gun, alright man?
Alright
Will you just step on out here real quick with me, okay?
Alright

[Hook]
I don’t make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I’m breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can’t tell me shit
Don’t know you dudes

[Verse 1]
I’m so Un-Traditional, you so regular, you so basic, you so unoriginal
Not a second go by that I’m not offending you
They say "Bob ain’t Hip-Hop" I don’t know why, I guess it must be the stage name
Now put me on the track with any M.C., motherfucker know you better bring your A-Game
And they say I need to clean my lyrics, to a child it sounds suggestive
Okay, I do that when the fucking government stops harbouring child molestors
In a time when you could be face down arrested, and get shot if you sound aggressive
And here I go
Trying to break through to the troubled youth but I guess I can’t cause your child was sheltered
How protective is too protective
How neglected is too neglected
How every year it’s a new Flu Epidemic
How every year it’s a new terrorist group with nuclear weapons
Can’t be coincidental, orchestrated like an instrumental
If you use your mental, life ain’t complicated, this shit is usually simple

[Hook]
I don’t make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I’m breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can’t tell me shit
Don’t know you dudes

[Verse 2]
Owe you shit? I don’t owe you shit
And you know that shit, and you know that shit
I won’t Coexist with no bogus bitch
Poof, be gone, Hocus Pocus bitch
Got no time for clown ass niggas
[?] full of gossip niggas
Word on the street, you a bottom nigga
Old private party illuminati member
Bobby don’t give no fucks, oh no
Talk all that shit on the photo, Top all that shit on the timeline
When they see me they still want a photo
I call that free promo
This shit is amazing, this is the awakening
History in the making
They want me to behave but I can’t cause I can not be bought
There is not a journey that can not be sought
I plan to embark
Is there light at the end of the ship (?)
How can we evolve?
A nation of children that can not be taught
They say this shit is just cannabis talk, but without it my thoughts are just crammed in a vault

[Hook]
I don’t make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I’m breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can’t tell me shit
Don’t know you dude

[Outro:]
No ticket?
Nope
Aw
Praise the lord!

B.o.B – They Live (Elements Album)

[B.o.B]
On the weekday
Don’t be surprised, don’t be surprised
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

Walk like us
They even talk like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Walk wa-walk like us
But they are not like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

On the weekday
You can see the signs, you can see the signs
They wear the disguise

Look into the mind’s eye
There’s nowhere to hide, ah
Frosting covered lies, ah-a-a-aah
Whispers from afar
We know who you are, ah
Windows to the stars, ah a-ah aaah

Walk like us
They even talk like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Walk wa-walk like us
But they are not like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

On the weekday
You can see the signs, you can see the signs
Don’t be surprised
On the weekday
Read between the lines, read between the lines
They wear the disguise

Look into the mind’s eye
There’s nowhere to hide, aah
Frosting coated lies, ah-a-a-aah
Whispers from afar
We know who you are, a a aah
Windows to the stars, aha a ahah

Aha ha-aaha-a-aah-aaaaah x8

(Ha ha ha ha…) x4

B.o.B – Earthquake (Elements Album)

[B.o.B]
Born into competition
With a feeling that something’s missing
Bred in a corn addiction
With a synthetic composition
On the brink of a civil war
Or the forming of one religion?
I wonder what came first
Dinosaurs or Darwinism?
Pledging allegiance to a flag
Since elementary
Writing curses in cursive and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take this gown and cap and wave it
Like a celebration of going to school just to get a job to pay for it
Like a nation that traded it’s minerals in exchange for paper payment
Here, these are your gods, you have to praise ’em
I wonder who we’d worship if we weren’t captured and traded
Consider this my affidavit
Yo, It’s the ruling class
Here to rule yo ass
Prescription drug thug cocaine mule yo ass
Agricultural skills sure would suit yo ass
But they say, living off the land is a useless path
Here, work for dead Presidents, HA! fooled yo ass
Any revolutionaries, they remove yo ass
Fast, click clack, quick blast, in a flash
Whiplash from the kickback of the impact
Push yo shit back
As long as my head is intact
I’ll be as political as I want
Because I get taxed
Nah, this ain’t no fuckin diss track, to distract
Or useless chit chat, or syntax, or
Who’s ass is this fat and who has a six pack
Who’s batting this average, or
Compare his passes to his passes
There’s a thousand sports channels
You can get this package, or this package
Who’s this savage?
Hey, let’s compare your emotional baggage to my emotional baggage
And see who calls each other bitch fastest
Haters go out they way to fuck up my day
But I ain’t even worried about your bitch asses
And it’s quite the optic, hard to take your eyes off it
They make the sky toxic
Prescribe the antibiotic
Make a high profit, divide the margin
You could die off it
If you do, they hide the autopsy
What the fuck are you supposed to do?
Morgellons in your kosher food
What the fuck is even kosher food?
Third generation crops won’t produce
Be careful who you keep close to you
I’m from Atlanta, but shots out to my Oakland crew
They say, "Bobby Ray, the older you is overdue"
I say hey, sorry I got a little caught up exposing truths
I used to think, what would Hova do?
Now I think, what the fuck would Macho Man and Hulk Hogan do?
Now, if Steve Austin was America, and the Rock was Afghanistan
Then Russia and China would be Triple HHH
And the Illuminati would be Vince Macmahon
Now when the haters are The Undertaker
The crowd doesn’t stand a chance
When the international bankers are walking through the stands
Slide yo ass some Xan
You think you a fan but you really just a lamb
Niggas start trends every day but don’t never get no pair of Vans
What the fuck is an advance?
Niggas live on colored people time
What the fuck is in advance?
Tsh, I don’t fucking understand
I just want my fucking bandz
I’m a walking talking human conundrum
Like a Muslim going HAM
Looking for the promised land
False stories of Christopher Columbus
Holding Pocahontas’ hand
Black History is the shortest month
I just hope you understand, when the
Native Indians don’t get shit but
Thanksgiving and some yams, like
Here, here’s a few casinos, huhh, sorry we took all your land, huhh
Well, let’s just move on, because, America’s great!
Man I fucking love it
Democratic or Republic
Lightning rod, change the subject
All of these religions, I’m glad I found one
All of these beliefs and mine’s the right one
Trying to process all this info you hide from
Till you wake the fuck up out on the advice son
Culture and religion condition your mind hon’
Whatever’s prohibited, imma defy them
The smell of freedom is making my eyes run
To authority, i’m the antithesis
I’m not a pacifist, or a philantropisist
I don’t got all the answersises
I just got a louder mic, and better stanzasas, bitch
Oh i’m sorry, did I offend you?
What the fuck you think goes on in schools you send your kids to?
What the fuck you think they serve for lunch, what’s on the menu?
That’s why only ratchet shit is what these kids is into
A language comprehendable
Friends do what they friends do
People act so fucking hard but really they just gentle
Psychological children
Grownups with issues
Grownups with children
Who grow up with issues
Cancer tissues
Abandonment, misuse
Subliminal marketing screaming, "Here, let me fix you
I have the cure
I have the remedy
I am the savior
I am not the enemy
But give me your money, give me your money, give me your money!"
Everybody’s in debt
But this is a free country!
They dock your pay, what a mockery
Why you on the clock
Hickory, dickory, dockery
They want cable, they want coffee, they want comedy
Anything to take they mind off being property
Trying to say it properly
Working on my tact
But I am the anomaly
They know i’m the shit like a elio-colonoscopy
They know i’m the shit by just looking at my discography
They know i’ve been sent to awake this idiocracy
Mass media, hipocrisy
Turn you into a worker bee
Harvest the honey tree
I’m just being honest, b
Mother Earth quakes underneath
Father Sky, up above the sea
God the father, the sky
Son of God, the Sun
Amun Ra, the Eye
No more Amen
No more folding hands goodbye
Adios, au revoir, bandz

B.o.B – Fingerprint (Elements Album)

[Newscast Intro]

[He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands – Sample]
You and me brother, in his hands
He’s got a you and me sister, in his hands
He’s got you and me brother, in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands

(aaww, aww)

[Chorus: B.o.B]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
(Aaw aw)
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Ahh
Fingertips
World is at my fingertips
Reefer in my cuticles
Police want my fingerprints
Count the fucks I give, on my left hand if I was fingerless
Middle finger shit
Tell the hookah girl to bring some tips, uh
Fingerprints identical to a geniuses’
Blame my temper, I don’t say it unless I mean the shit
What’s the difference between the critics and the hypocrits?
Same difference between the re-blood-blicans and demo-crips
Bandz

[Chorus]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Why the cost of living so overpriced?
Keep my lawyers on retainer like an overbite
When you the stoner type
A lot of weed be overhyped
Half a pound of more, a quarter won’t suffice
You see what my composures like
Been on the road for forty nights
Never make a ho your wife
But these days heaux is life
Always got something in the air like Poltergeist
There’s your want
An activity, paranormal
I feel it in every corner, aroma of marijuana
By now this shit should be legal on every corner
That’ll happen once they get profits off every grower
Madness, I see Babylon and it’s crashing
I’m asking, why this was crafted, who is the admin?
The masses, feel like we’re captive in this contraption
I’m spazzin
I’m Captain Stabbin
Salute the savage
Bandz

[Hook]
You and me brother, in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands

(Aww aw)

[Chorus]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

B.o.B – Air Bender (Elements Album)

[Intro]
Too real
Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1]
Rush hour, fresh out the dealership
Me and my homies eat gefilte fish
I ain’t even worried about a silly bitch
Tell the feds chill with the censorship
Members only, I’m the only member with a membership
Trying real hard not to conversate with pessimists
Who always want to see you fall down like The London Bridge
Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live?
Tabloids watching which crib
Competition and the bitches got my name on they lips
Takin’ shots like 1 8 7 is they favorite offense
Real dawg, should’ve came with a fence
Smokin’ tree, baby I could pitch you a tent
Alot of windows don’t be selfish baby call you a friend
I should make ’em box for Benihana, wake up in the mornin’ feed em left over Benihana
Eatin’ sushi off her body no karate I’m the [?]
3 ninjas, Tum Tum, Colt, & Rocky
Bloodsport Van Damme
Polo can’t manage
Even with my eyes shut, I would never take damage.(Too Real)
You should build a room for the panic
Switch my whole style up
Capoeira fight dancing
Not to say I’m Bobby gettin’ fancy
I should probably change my name to Jamie
Soo Young lead me in a winehouse
Juntao kidnap her, throw her in the ‘cedes
Now the asian enjoyin them some dim sum
You don’t know about it need to get one
How the car new but the rims young?
You got the foreign whip? so what I’m on my 10th one

[Verse2]
Yeah, niggas we deep in this bitch, right?
Stacking on them niggas like ‘Jitsu
I’m a Great White you’re fish food
We should talk face to face like men do
But you too used to makin’ moves how a bitch move
Probably wear the same pad that your bitch use
I’m just tryna show you what you been through
Spinnin’ in the same circle like a rim do
OG in the game, strokes beard like Rick Rub’
Tokyo, they whippin’ in the caddy, we can drift too
When I drift through, bad bitch mixed with hindu
She got every shoe except issues
Bag full of money, MAC makeup and a Shih Tzu
Or sake shots for my little Geisha
She’d rather die than give up our location
She gone turn to Chun-Li in any altercation
I ain’t gon lie that kinda turn me on, fuck her in the ‘cedes
Jitsu, Jitsu, Jitsu, Jitsu

[Outro]
This is only the beginning, the road gets tougher, now that you’re a ninja, and if I told you that, I guess it would ruin the moment
So I’ll tell you later

B.o.B – Negative Space (Elements Album)

[Hook]
The things that we think but don’t really say
The feelings beneath, that never escape
We all try so hard to be something great
Sometimes we just need some negative space, some negative spac-Ehh, Ehh, Ehh, Ehh

[Verse]
And she said
You don’t love me like you used to
You don’t call me like you used to
You should do it like you used to
(Space)
We always knew this end in bad blood
Who thought the end would be so close
We always know this never add up
The watered gardens that don’t grow
We always knew this end in bad blood
Who thought the end would be so close
We always know this never add up
The watered gardens that don’t grow

And I feel your lust
I can feel your loneliness within your touch
I just wanna know how do we say trust
To make these empty promises that don’t mean much
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
The things that we think but don’t really say
The feelings beneath, that never escape
We all try so hard to be something great
Sometimes we just need some negative space, some negative spac-Ehh, Ehh, Ehh, Ehh

I feel your lust
And I can feel your loneliness within your touch
I just wanna know how do we say trust
To make this empty promises that don’t mean much
Yeah

B.o.B – Mercy Me (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Yo, I don’t care who listening
I find it kind of sickening
We send billions to Israel
But shit on Flint, Michigan
A country founded off of immigrants
Now we want to build a wall to keep out all the immigrants
What you witnessing
Military exercises demonstrated on citizens
Anti-war petitioning
Drone strike incoming
Homeless vets decorate the street, can’t get no income in
How do you save a world that can’t be saved?
How do you raise a child that won’t behave? (Preach)
Waking up from the lies, I feel betrayed
I’m guessing the rabbit hole we dug was actually just a grave
Skeletons in the closet, they fossilized
Niggas want the truth sugar coated and carmelized
Life is like a science fiction book where the author dies
Well I ain’t dead yet cuz the hit hadn’t been authorized

[Chorus]
I hear freedom ringing but I won’t answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don’t condone racial divide, I won’t be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone
Look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Who you bow to?
Elected councils, full of scoundrels
Who now rule, the world around you
While wearing houseshoes
They clown you
You wear your house, or your whole house full
Regimes don’t die; they change they name and the accounts move
Life goes on with or without you
Words fall on deaf ears, I think they soundproof
The sound of justice makes us cringe
But how can we stand the sound?
You can’t even stand your ground
A noose around your neck, the sharpest minds will cut them down
Caught inside the web, the internet is tightly wound
Every day a hundred k feel more like a couple thou’
What’s a dollar to a pound?
What’s a pound to the crown?
Look, ay
I’m sick of waiting, man this flag i’m sick of waving
No more participating
Time to form our own nation
You call it integration, I call that discrimination
They say it’s risk i’m taking
I call it decision making

[Chorus]
I hear freedom ringing but I won’t answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don’t condone racial divide, I won’t be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone
Look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
You not an activist, you’re more like a re-activist
False flags, crisis actors trying to re-enact some shit
Stories don’t match, I never believe half the shit
While they’re sneaking pass a law we’re easily distracted, ay
Trying to get through to these dense fucks
You’re too stupid to insult
I say the shit anybody can prove
I don’t know, guess if it rhymes it’s got to be true
Look, cheap tricks and fabricated speeches
Blonde hair, blue eyes – they even fabricated Jesus
Just look at the salary paid to teachers
It’s obvious they don’t want us to graduate into leaders
Clearly, in court videos don’t prove much
Why is news cameras in the courtroom, huh?
Even if it’s just a game, I hear the signal louder
I think I got the message, they don’t really care about us

[Chorus]
I hear freedom ringing but I won’t answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don’t condone racial divide, I won’t be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone
Look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide

[fade to interlude]
Oohh, oohh, ooh[x4]

B.o.B – Masters Of War (Elements Album)

Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead

B.o.B – Bobby Neutron (Elements Album)

[Intro: B.o.B]
It watches me, It always watches me
It watches me, It always watches me
What I see, what I see
What I see, what I see

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Lookin’ ass
All them cameras, what you looking at?
With your crooked ass
I see you fuckers and I’m lookin’ back
What you think I’m a terrorist?
Shit I thought I was American
Shit you niggas hilarious
Shit I’m intelligent enough to know that I don’t need a president
The problems we face, whoever’s elected will never take care of’em
Why every country we ever invade speak Arabic?
I got to say, how many politicians does it take?
How many prayers does it take for grace?
Look it’s a war going on
It really don’t matter what country you from
It’s more than just bombs
The rich get the steak
The poor get the crumbs
It’s more going on
Life is horror for many but joyful for some
Blood on the corporate song
Where you think they get the bread to pay mortgages from?

[Chorus: B.o.B]
It watches me, It always watches me
It watches me, It always watches me
Wide eyes, Wide eyes
Wide eyes, Wide eyes

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
They say nothing is more important than winning
Even if you gotta forfeit your winnings
What That Make The Rap Game If Extortion Is Business
Is That Why All The Legends Have Unfortunate Endings
Of Course I’m Relentless
Lil’ Hoe, Of Course You Offended
It’s More Than The Conspiracy You See
Of Course It’s Intended
I’m Doing More Than Just Venting
They Doing More Than Just Killing, Shit
They Poison Everything That’s Why The Poor Get The Sickest
Now If You gargle raw Cranberry Juice For More Than 2 Minutes
(Haw Tew)
Spit It Out, You ‘Gon Have Morgellons in it
Of Course There’s No Indictment
Shit they endorse all the killings
The metamorphosis of mankind
The story’s tremendous
Bandz

[Chorus: B.o.B]
It watches me, It always watches me
It watches me, It always watches me
What I see, what I see
What I see, what I see

B.o.B – Stanley Kubrick (Elements Album)

[Hook]
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon

[Verse 1]
B.o.B, what the hell you doing?
What the fuck does Stanley Kubrick have to do with
Astronauts and moon men
Who the hell you fooling?
Fuck you and this whole stupid flat Earth movement
Well, if you don’t like it sue, even science proves it
You’re a college student, shouldn’t be assuming
Green screen, sound stage, sound proofing
Time to film a movie shoot
Gotta use my tools in the glass case
Astronaut suit footprint don’t match the boot
Been to the moon once and ain’t been back since
And I’m just trying to figure out where the tax dollars went
NASA

[Hook]
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon

[Verse 2]
Not a huge fan of the award for the best rapper
But they give the moon man award to the best actor
Guess we must go straight to the source and let’s ask NASA
Uh, how do you explain the occurrence of lunar waves?
Why do we only see one half of the lunar face?
How do you explain air bubbles if you in space?
Why is it so important to lie to the human race?
Million mile internet that travels light years
But they can’t show a space shuttle re-enter the atmosphere, okay
To blast off you gotta practice Freemasonry
An acronym that stands for Not A Space Agency

[Hook: B.o.B]
Some may say, I’m wishing my days away, no way
And if it’s the price I pay, some say
Tomorrow’s another day, you’ll stay
Walking on, walking on the moon

B.o.B – Vultures (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I See Savages, I Seen Savages
Battered Children, Shattered Families
Shots Fired Off So Quick So Fast You Would Think It’s On Accident
All Done For The Red For The White and The Blue, Like
Wait Who’s Flag Is This ? (USA)
And I Ask You Was It An Act Of Valor Or a Strange Reality (Huh)
And They Make Us Free Thinkers Feel Like We The Radicals (Huh)
But The World Is A Battlefield
And Right Now We The Establishment (Woo)
When It Comes To War There’s No Real Parameters
American Pie As The Sweet Distraction
From What’s Really Happening

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I Can See The Vultures, Fly Over Me
Watching Me All The Time
With Blood On Their Wings
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
See The Plan Is To Eradicate The Planet
Anyone Who Apposes Mysteriously Will Vanish
The Travesties Are Endless
The List Is Gigantic
The Stakes Have Been Raised
Time To Wheel In The Cannons
It’s Propaganda
And All They Gotta Do Is Turn On The Cameras
And They’ll Say Anything To Make It All Look Random (Make It All Look Random)
As They Hide The Keys To Unlock The Answers
Last Time I Check The Double Standard Is Not A Standard At All
And We Fall And We Struggle Just To Get Right Back Up And Then Fall
But We Climb And We Crawl And We Fight ‘Til It’s Off
And We Search Through The Dark
Trynna Make Sense Of These Dolls Just To Figure Out That It’s Flawed

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I Can See The Vultures, Fly Over Me
Watching Me All The Time
With Blood On Their Wings
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer

[Outro: B.o.B]
Watching Over Me, Over Me
Trying To Get a Hand And Control Of Me (Contolling Me)x2
Trying To Get a Hand And Control Of Me

B.o.B – Escape (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
You feel that?
That’s the sound of the kids…
With no fucks to give
With no luck for shit because they didn’t grow up as rich
That’s the sound… That’s the sound
That’s the sound of niggas locked up in pen. Doing a bid with more time then they should give
That’s the sound of a oppressed nation, tired of chasing villains that don’t got no faces
That’s the sound of a nation that got no patience for faux proclamations
Warlocks in churches in sacred location
The sheriff’s a klans man and the judge is a mason
But how do I trust my own country and state that is more loyal to Satan then they are occupation?
The system is rigged if I vote will I change it?
Greed with consumers with no moderation
Blame for a beast I am not sure I created
I’m not sure I’m created, like I’m inside a game I am not sure that I am playing
It’s a whole operation
Whether it’s real or whether they staged it
Shit get so tense when I go out to places if I fuck around and sneeze in the air I can break it
And people feel so violated, you feel what I’m feeling before I can say it
Before I can step in the studio to lay it
I know what my role is I know I ain’t basic
But I guess the truth must hurt, I guess that’s why they are butt-hurt, all the secrets that I unearthed no stone left unturned
To learn to fly you have to jump first
I touched the sky that’s why I’m sunburned
I change a life in only one verse
Welcome to the 7th pinnacle
Somewhere between the metaphysical and hella spiritual
I’ve seen hell and hell is digital as well as visual
Hell is how they did the aboriginals
Hell is when the innocent get murdered and they don’t arrest the criminal
Oh my, oh my, oh my god, oh my god take the steering wheel for I have done something I didn’t intend to do! No interviews!
Pacing in my living room!
B.o.B. what has gotten into you
You wil’n dude you [censored] like you are invincible!
People asking me geese why you still living dude?
Shit I wonder why I’m living too!

[Verse 2: B.o.B.]
Why I’m living too
Why I’m living too
Say whats wrong with me? Shit whats wrong with you?
Cuz’ me I’m feeling good
Me, I’m in my zone I look up in the sky, and I know this can’t be home And I know I ain’t alone
They try to take your homie
They trying to sway the weak, and they try to break the strong. Huh
But I’m not a quitter
God’s child not God’s dinner
On God I’m godzilla
Try to plot, I’ll make the plot thicker Huh
See the middle class got a lot slimmer, and the upper class got a lot richer
They want a revolt
They want you to riot
They want you to try it
They want to provoke us to keep us divided, but the people are no longer quite
They say B.o.B. they are going to take you out if you keep rhyming this way!
Huh, I say fuck it we all going to die anyways

Noah Cyrus – Make Me (Cry) (feat. Labrinth) (Lyric Video)

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth & (Both)]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
(‘Cause all you ever do is make me)

[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Gave you up ’bout 21 times
Felt those lips tell me 21 lies (yeah)
You’ll be the death of me
Sage advice
Love, lovin’ you could make Jesus cry

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
When I’m here you’re sayin’ "darlin’
Your kiss is like an antidote"
I’m fightin’ like I’m Ali
But you got me on the ropes

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me…

[Verse 2: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Couldn’t hear the thunder
But I heard your heart race
Couldn’t see the rain
We’re too busy makin’ hurricanes (yeah)
Love ain’t easy when it ain’t my way
But it gets hard, when you ain’t here makin’ me crazy

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Baby, say the word, darlin’
You know just how to hold the sucker down
So I see you in the morning
I can’t watch you walk out

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me

[Post-Chorus: Labrinth]
Cry
Cry
Cry

[Bridge: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Hear the thunder
See the rain
Yeah
Keep on makin’ me cry
Yeah
Hey, hey yeah
Keep makin’ me scream and holler
Keep on makin’ me cry
You don’t know what you do to me
Hey, hey yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me