[Scene 2]: Rob sermonized heartbreak and idolatry.
lyrics
[hook]
yousa lame, won’t you stay? yousa lame, won’t you stay
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
welcome to rap game, won’t you stay
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
welcome to rap game, won’t you stay?
[verse 1]
i’m wildin’ like a pilot in a dummy jet
look behind my ears, press the button where the dumb eject
look behind your fears, rabbit’s foot around my bunny neck
lucky honey in the back, crunches til her tummy flat, she coming back
i’m her gym day membership
steady banging like a djembe dealership
oochie wallie, you Nas or nah? Nah
i’m just starting off, but that’s what rapper’s talk about
[hook]
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
welcome to rap game, won’t you stay
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
yousa lame, won’t you stay, yousa lame, won’t you stay
welcome to rap game, won’t you stay
[verse 2]
i’m just starting off, what rapper’s talk about?
never “she slapped me in the face, now she walking out”
with unk, three stacks and jim jones
you at open mics, but if you ain’t sad, forget poems
write a novel ‘bout a model who ain’t give you no play
drive a Honda to the publisher, hey you know Zane?
dotted lines already cuttin ya, look, you no paid
but alla Oprah fans lovin ya, book of the day
A creative and collaborative effort by Rob and Professor Ant coming out of Richmond, VA. A reflection of how we continue inspire and push each other's creative limits. ROBALUTION!