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Yeah, I'm Lonie Bob, don't get it twisted up. Bob, Bob, that's my name, don't wear it out. These streets know who I am, yeah, Lonie fucking Bob. Don't play with me, cause I'm that Bob, yeah, straight up Bob, running things my way.

Yeah, you know we back on the track, making it hot every single time. We don't stop, we just keep pushing the limits. From the studio to the streets, we bring that real heat. Don't look back, just keep it moving. We on the track, let's go.

I fucking got this bit now. The motion keeps going what what. Like I put the phone down but it keeps doing. My business got me moving quick quick. She forgot the whole thing but I motion forward bit by bit.

In the booth laying tracks, making magic happen flow, straight fire on the mic, got the whole crew snappin'. From the streets to the beats, every bar I drop is real, representing hip-hop culture, that's the way I feel.

You know, I'm living in these beats like they my mansion, creating waves while these fakes just keep dancing. I ain't here for your validation, my creation speaks louder than conversation. Yeah, I'm making moves while they stuck in simulation.

Yo, check it while I kick this fresh flow, straight from the old school though. Got that vintage vibe with a new twist, making heads spin like a disc. Time to get wild, style's so sick, got these critics looking sick, while I rip this mic quick.

Touch that light, light, with the numbers three3, three3, moving through spaces, spaces, metal things, everybody gets round8, round8, floating in circles, circles, touching air.

Little Bo Peep lost her sheep, but I found them in my trunk for keeps. It's obviousvi, I'm the goat. Floating in a velvet coat, popping pills and taking notes. I'm a fucking nightmare in a dream, part of the winning team. Don't trip, just watch the gleam.