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Lost Ones (L. Boogie) Tribute
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Tobe Nwigwe
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Yeah This is a tribute to the greatest to ever do it Hey, look, it's clear to see that T-O-B done mastered the flow, bro Van Damme, Bruce, and Jet Li up in the dojo Word to Jermaine, the flow def like so so My skin look like cocoa so I'm weary of the popo Look, flow comatose, too many people sleepin' on me Keep it on me, every bar guava, you see it leakin' on me Keep it funky, used to blow dodie, I had it wreakin' on me Be a monkey if I still went bananas to see a donkey That's the kind of stuff that primates do The flow water, every bar ought to hydrate you I migrate to any beat, give it nitrate fuel And if your gal got a stash, then she a lightweight dude, I'm kiddin' Unless she is, but ain't nobody judgin', dawg If you a hater, I amputate you and cut you off But nowadays, see hate is different, you say or mention Anything that could cause intervention is like no love involved But I love it all, all the dummies, all the ignorance All the innocents, we all under the Omnipotent, hell We all immigrants, pray He use us as instruments From the soles of our feet to our reach with my ligaments Imminence is the word, there's benefits when you serve These boppers tell me they love me, like Beckham, they still get curved 'Cause I know that love's a verb and that requires some action I been attackin' these beats, every bar I spit get reactions Like, "Oh snap, Tobe go hard, that boy got somethin'" My bros trapped, no holds barred, low-key becomin' A generation plummetin', I'm summonin' the OGs To come together for better, not just for cheddar or cheese Or mozzarella or any adjective that comes to mind For dollar signs, mumble rap is lyrical homicide For young, impressionable minds that's constantly tryin' to find Somethin' authentic, that's why they say I'm one of a kind I know, yeah, thank me later It's in my nature to work like a Mexican when it comes to labor My favorite rapper was raised up 'bout nine miles outside Decatur And lately I feel my face should be featured up in The Fader Straight up, DK used to keep the K tucked He partly the reason every line on point like a shape up Fat don't really wear makeup, momma say she need acres So I'ma get her a bracelet by Jacob, a crib that's spacious Some diamonds that look like glaciers, they freeze her ear when she wake up And do it all just to show her I recognize she courageous I do, even though I don't say it I made this song so my momma and Lauryn Hill can replay it I'm gone
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