--Bob Jam: lyrics to a rap song--
[cue beats]
unh! unh! yeah!
yo, kick the bass up!
yeah...
come on!
Step right up
take your best shot
that Mega Class all you got?
step to the left
step to the right
snap you in half
it ain’t even a fight!
maybe you’re bleedin’ yellow
and maybe it’s red
but you come runnin at me
I’m aimin for your head
don’t take me for a rookie
don’t take me for a fool
cuz after I’m the reason
they say the hard stuff rules
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
They know who I am.
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
Hand me another napalm can...
be it lava, sewage or goo
it don’t matter cuz I’m comin for you
don’t even try -
to run for cover
one wrong step and I’m pullin you under
thought you were a big man
holdin that Glock
but now you’re breathin-
molten rock
maybe think twice bout lookin-
over that edge
nothin but an easy target standin onna ledge
better watch out where you point your gat
cuz I got a little more experience-
in things like that
so you wanna rumble
talkin’ shit in the drop zone
but you don’t say nothin when you take a tumble
seven enforcers and you all alone
Take ‘em all out like I normally do
a bullet for each-
and the last for you!
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
They know who I am.
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
Doin’ it like no Bob can...
Sent in to help ‘em again
it’s no surprise
Bobs piss their pants
when they see those three eyes
I come in the scene
and clean it up for em
if I ain’t spinnin mad rhymes
on the Story Page forum
Maybe by mistake I clip one or two
“He’s a traitor” I hear from you
best think again-
before talkin that smack
cause in less than a second you’ll be on your back
love to tease, love to gloat
I bet it’s hard to breathe
with my boot on your throat
It ain’t nothin’ personal
I ain’t got no vendetta
You fools got a job to do
but I can do it better!
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
They know who I am.
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
Best run fast as you can...
Now you’re tellin me
that you’re out of ammunition
man who let your punk ass-
on this mission?
A mag and clips is what you got
but you couldn’t hit the side
of a juggernaut
cap you for your clips
I'm a crazy cyborg
I'll be shootin em up
when you're chillin' in the morgue..
Vacbobs
they ain’t no smarter
‘cept when you shoot ‘em
they just die harder
last time I checked
that fusion pistol
couldn’t match up
to a SPNKR missile
One wrong move and I’ll give you lesson
on the basics and principles
of explosive decompression!
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
They know who I am.
B-B-B-B-Bob Jam! Bob Jam!
They best scatter when they see this man...
[shit talk]
“Oh yeeeaah. That’s right! Bob’s best be steppin’. Gonna miss your big date m****rf**ker! Hey, wanna borrow my MA-75? Too bad!”
*blam-blam-blam*
“Ha! Ha! HA! Damn! ‘They’re Everywhere’...shit fool, I know where they are, who do you think’s killin’ ‘em all?”
[fade out]
