B.O.B. - Earthquake lyrics

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B.O.B. - Earthquake lyrics

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 cla** Here to rule yo a** Prescription drug thug c**aine mule yo a** Agricultural sk**s sure would suit yo a** But they say, living off the land is a useless path Here, work for dead Presidents, HA! fooled yo a** Any revolutionaries, they remove yo a** Fast, click clack, quick blast, in a flash Whiplash from the kickback of the impact Push yo sh** 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 f**in diss track, to distract Or useless chit chat, or syntax, or Who's a** is this fad and who has a six pack Who's batting this average, or Compare his pa**es to his pa**es 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 b**h fastest Haters go out they way to f** up my day But I ain't even worried about your b**h a**es 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 f** are you supposed to do? Morgellons in your kosher food What the f** 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 Rae, 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 f** 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 a** some Xan You think you a fan but you really just a lamb n***as start trends every day but don't never get no pair of Vans What the f** is an advance? n***as live on colored people time What the f** is in advance? Tsh, I don't f**ing understand I just want my f**ing bandz I'm a walking talking human conundrum Like a m**m 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 sh** 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 f**ing 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 f** 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 stanzas, ya b**h Oh i'm sorry, did I offend you? What the f** you think goes on in schools you send your kids to? What the f** you think they serve for lunch, what's on the menu? That's why only ratchet sh** is what these kids is into A language comprehendable Friends do what they friends do People act so f**ing 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 sh** like a elio-colonoscopy They know i'm the sh** by just looking at my discography They know i've been sent to awake this idiocracy Ma** 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 Amen Ra, the Eye No more Amen No more folding hands goodbye Adios, au revoir, bandz

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