B.O.B. - Arena Şarkı Sözü

[hook: chris brown]
if anybody feeling fresh in the building
take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
and say damn im killing them, damn im killing them
i know they feeling me now
and if you too fresh in the building
then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
and say damn im killing them, damn im killing them
i know they feeling me now

[verse 1: b.o.b]
and im still here with a lifestyle you would kill for
still here with the same shoes that i had on from the get-go
straight out of atlanta, georgia, for any of yall that didnt know
and im never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code
my back then couldnt get dro, cause back then i was this broke
thats why i got so many hustles, bruh man from the fifth floor
what would you do in the middle of the winter
when the sun goes down and it gets cold?
growin up in a house with no stove, no doors, no walls, no windows
and my brother was always fresher
i would go to school in his clothes, when i did go
so thats why now this the type of life that i live for
comin up as a youngin, man some nights i would vomit
i would throw up on myself cause i was so sick to my stomach
now im the shit, fix the plumbing
feel with my yall, im this close
spent my whole life chasin shit, wheres nabisco?
my past memories, i miss those
hey, all i can say is you get what you wish for


[verse 2: t.i.]
im fresh off my pit-stop, flow airtight with no ziploc
get shit pop when my shit drop, no hip-hop, this tip hop
im back standin at the tip top where i belong, it wont be long
til you hear me on a b.o.b song, some chick gettin my skeet on
to touch the sole of my feet, g you gon have to get your reach on
im up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground and im off the radar
bernie madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all
i got the juice, could you place a call and we place a call to who place a call
dont get your part and not too hard, i disregard what you say
back up the trunk and pass the buck, heres where im stoppin today
got swag all on me, homie, cant wipe it away we too ill, ill
thats how we got arenas, dumps, and stadiums feel
how you feel?


[verse 3: b.o.b]
and im still here with a black whip from the strange clouds
and im still here with the same team, nigga stay down
still here for the east side, aint a thing change but the bank account
hands high when i come round cause im killin this shit nigga, hands down
and i go hard, my passports like a postcard
give a fuck if im solo, ill go toe-to-toe with your whole squad
with the soul of a soldier but even still i dont want no parts
and no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need throat guards
im throwed off for the most part, a young dog with an old bark
flow dumb, but im so smart, i compose art, call me mozart
my nightlifes like a soap opera with two chicks like its noahs ark
they got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "oh god!"
from a poor child to on top like a mohawk
but i always knew id go far like a gas truck with no park
so no applause, hold the applause
just put your hand up if you know the song

[hook x2]
Ekleyen : Ali İhsan Candemir