Hey ladies, who you come to Is it the to the R-O to the B? Rob, say it for me loud How come I say my name so much? I'm proud Like the Impressions with Curtis Mayfield too I'm so of you You the jam, I'm the oldie man, some say I'm the only man Who can make a rap jam without up the oldie jam I am and I always will be That one you love to hate and on I'll still be People wanna me over all this rap shit get over that shit, now they want me in a casket Rumor has it, that I'm one of the Little vato rapperos rhymes that are massive and deeper than Atlantis You be like me? Homey you better fucking practice
When the birds no use their wings to fly That's when stop stop stop stop stop When the rain drops stop from the sky That's when I'll stop stop stop stop When Old Broadway to Fifth Avenue That's I'll stop stop stop stop stop When mathematicians find one plus one isn't two when I'll stop stop stop stop stop
Been doing this a time, now I'm busting strong rhymes Know the thin lines, trying to keep shit in line And I know it's my time, for reason I'm not trying But without my music out homey I'm slowly That's something I know that they that I don't want Lil' Rob the nickname, the nickname that forgot Yeah he used to bust and make people clap Everybody's got their out, but where's his at? He said it'd be out a time ago, he said that a long time ago Where'd all the go? Can't see, like with a blind-fold Hey you seen me, Mr. Whodini Say that be back, but that's my disappearing act When the birds no longer use wings to fly And the rain drops stop from the sky And Old turns to Fifth Avenue When mathematicians find that one plus one isn't two when I'll stop
Remember I was younger I hunger for the chance to be a star we are, how bizarre, how far Will I take it, will I make it, have I already it you think about my album after you played it Was is good, was it bad, was it bad good I can this to the top ese, I really could We need Mexicans on cd, more Mexicans on tv Never forget I come from, and that's what keeps me Who I am, aw man you again, that man up in the mirror The only little that I fear Sometimes I don't like to see you, like to be you Wishing on a star of all the things I could re-do See through, all you, are you, who you, say you to be Last you came to me, or maybe you just came to see If Rob was still dropping it Fuck yeah, ain't no stopping it