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In news today, the infamous rapper Rob
Presumed to be for the past two years
has only been held down by jealous haters
Lil' Rob releases a today stating
"You can't a good man down, and I will have the last laugh"

[Lil'
Aqui estoy, yo no me voy,
Yo soy un malo, I be the vato you follow
You're up the wrong tree, swing swing like a chango
you like a bango, send you where the wrong go
Al vando lado, but no one my song go
Look up in the sky, it's a it's a plane
No, Lil' Rob flying high, stimulating my brain
the fame, accumulate my feria
Make sure I stay ahead of ya, look and I'll laugh at ya
all you vatos swear you got some kind of steelo
Simon pretty bad but you ain't bad like me though
Latino, like a chino from smoking weed though everywhere that we go
They say "Oh man there he go, the vato wearing the shades and the chivo"
who

You levas got me dying, dying of laughter
You think funny, we'll see who's still laughing after
You're not on the page, not even the same chapter
You shouldn't have a rapper, you should have been an actor
You levas got me dying, dying of laughter
You think it's funny, we'll see who's laughing after
not on the same page, not even the same chapter
I'm gonna laugh last, I'll the last laugh

You heard a lot you huh?
was it good shit or bad shit?
I bet you twenty bones that it was bad shit
But that even matter though
'cause any is good publicity, as long as they mention me
I must be doing something
But they ain't doing nothing right, I'm making sure that I'm tight
Now everybody be
Hey holmes you heard Lil' Rob's new jam? He's talking about me
Whoa, whoa, whoa, flatter yourself
on you're gonna look back at yourself, and be all mad at yourself
For acting a little girl, chavala
Roll the fuck up, you try too much, you need to slow the up
the fuck up, shut the fuck up
Silence is like the Daytons that I'm rolling around the town that I'm patrolling
The town I live in is lonely, lonely but I still won't cry
just me, myself, and I

I walk up on the scene with my sneakers
My big ass Levis, my big ass t-shirt and around to see who I see
The fucking people who can't see me
You can close your eyes, getting kind of rough
You can open your eyes, still not wide enough
To even catch a sneek peek or A Boo of what the Lil' Rob is all about
I leave they all follow out
Lil' Rob be the one of a
the one of a kind mind, most of the time I can't find mine
You ask me how I'm doing and I still say I'm fine
on that fine line, no time on my time line
Who left the door open? Your just ran out
As for patience, well just ran out
And I got nothing left to do but to sit back
To make you continue hating me

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