Black Bob
作词 : RJ Ritchie/J. Trombly/M Shafer
作曲 : RJ Ritchie/J. Trombly/M Shafer
They used to call me names said,
I was just a wanna be
But now they all pay to see what they were gettin' for free
How about them days and now, you don't know what to say
Ain't it funny how the sun can shine and then hide away
And it's a long way on a they say highway,
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly an' if you judge me
Better watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red
CadillacKnock knockin'
Black Bob at your door still rockin'
Everybody say that, knock knockin
Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
They used to say
Ritchie boy, he got no sense
But now they say, "Oh Bobby man, he was my best friend"
Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories, and the times can change
And no sense
Ritchie just bought himself a big ******' airplane
And its a long way on a they say highway,
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly and if you judge me
Better watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red
CadillacKnock knockin'
Black Bob at your door still rockin'
Everybody say that, knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
I grew up in the back woods, hung in the crack hoods
I learned to pimp like a mack should
I could have been a rich man like pops
I never kissed ass and those days since passed
Here I stand like
Jesus, I don't need this
**** you ho's can squeeze this
I can't believe this,
I'm so wasted
From all the fruits of life that
I've tasted
Never a clone on the microphone
I got **** built up 'cause
I never felt loved at home
And all alone's how
I spend my free time
Writin' freak rhymes and drinkin' cheap wine
Easy whips and a cracker,
I'm the master blaster
No one cuts faster, the king of disaster
Is who I'm ho and
I'll be rippin' the ******' rhymes
And I'll make you mother **** her pants bro
So, so, you better watch your back, watch for me comin'
Watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red
CadillacKnock knockin'
Black Bob at your door still rockin'
Everybody say that, knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock knockin', hey black
BobbyKnock knockin', well, he's black
BobbyKnock knockin', there goes black
BobbyKnock knockin', a real black
BobbyKnock knockin', he has left me in
Knock knockin', he has left me in
Knock knockin', well, he left me in
Knock knockin', knock knockin'
He's black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', well, he's black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', knock knockin'
Black bobby as you know
Knock knockin', he's black
BobbyKnock knockin', black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', he's black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', black
Bobby as you know
Black BobLRC歌词
作词 : RJ Ritchie/J. Trombly/M Shafer
作曲 : RJ Ritchie/J. Trombly/M Shafer
They used to call me names said,
I was just a wanna be
But now they all pay to see what they were gettin' for free
How about them days and now, you don't know what to say
Ain't it funny how the sun can shine and then hide away
And it's a long way on a they say highway,
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly an' if you judge me
Better watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red
CadillacKnock knockin'
Black Bob at your door still rockin'
Everybody say that, knock knockin
Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
They used to say
Ritchie boy, he got no sense
But now they say, "Oh Bobby man, he was my best friend"
Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories, and the times can change
And no sense
Ritchie just bought himself a big ******' airplane
And its a long way on a they say highway,
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly and if you judge me
Better watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red
CadillacKnock knockin'
Black Bob at your door still rockin'
Everybody say that, knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
I grew up in the back woods, hung in the crack hoods
I learned to pimp like a mack should
I could have been a rich man like pops
I never kissed ass and those days since passed
Here I stand like
Jesus, I don't need this
**** you ho's can squeeze this
I can't believe this,
I'm so wasted
From all the fruits of life that
I've tasted
Never a clone on the microphone
I got **** built up 'cause
I never felt loved at home
And all alone's how
I spend my free time
Writin' freak rhymes and drinkin' cheap wine
Easy whips and a cracker,
I'm the master blaster
No one cuts faster, the king of disaster
Is who I'm ho and
I'll be rippin' the ******' rhymes
And I'll make you mother **** her pants bro
So, so, you better watch your back, watch for me comin'
Watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red
CadillacKnock knockin'
Black Bob at your door still rockin'
Everybody say that, knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock knockin', hey black
BobbyKnock knockin', well, he's black
BobbyKnock knockin', there goes black
BobbyKnock knockin', a real black
BobbyKnock knockin', he has left me in
Knock knockin', he has left me in
Knock knockin', well, he left me in
Knock knockin', knock knockin'
He's black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', well, he's black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', knock knockin'
Black bobby as you know
Knock knockin', he's black
BobbyKnock knockin', black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', he's black
Bobby as you know
Knock knockin', black
Bobby as you know
