Lil' Rob Album

[No lyrics]

Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that
Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that

This shit is easy it comes natural to me
But that’s no reason for you to be an asshole to me
Just because I’m that vato that be bangin’ on beats
I don’t wear no jewelry that shit’s too fancy for me
I just wear my t-shirt with my Davis’ on
I’m drinkin’ beer even when the charger game isn’t on
I’ma kick back type vato but they got me on the go go
Enough to drive me loco, loco in the coco
Loco in my low-low, scrapin’ because it’s so low
Hyna’s wanna go low meet me at the holo
We party like the raza do, don’t know what else to do
Dealt with you too many times the first time that I dealt with you
More bounce than a trampoline
But I stay creased and clean
Homeboy said I couldn’t rap, hasn’t hurt me recently
Vato wants a piece of me I’m the one he just can’t see
Make him wish he never did ‘cause it’s too embarrassing

Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that
Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that

Lil Rob gots skills now tell me how it feels now
I’ma blow the fuck up, fucker it’s for reals now
Tired of the bullshit, how long can I do this?
I been bustin’ raps since I was 16 with the bullet
And the truth is, I’ve already done what you did
But I’m done acting young, dumb and fuckin’ stupid
People talk, can’t stop the talk, so I deal with it
They’re still wicked mad cause I got a meal ticket
Real with it, you don’t get real with it but you got skills with it
Flows so cold when you hear it you get the chills with it
Real wicked, you don’t believe me take a real listen
Laughin’ at them foo’s that’re dissin’
On a mission, mission impossible
Impossible for me to fall down to where your level is
Like dogs they think like lil kids
Paid my dues, paid my debt, silence is kept just like respect
What you expect from this vato?
I’m bangin quatros

Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that
Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that

Stop at St. Marco’s for some tacos and some nachos
I got it it’s on me, ey whatchu want holmes?
My raps are poppin’ homeboy like my glock goes
Got my people yellin’ gritos like my block goes
Homie hookin’ up shows so I rocked those
People didn’t believe so I shocked those
Where’d all these people come from?
They’re from the barrio
Here to represent their lil homeboy on the radio
Que onda holmes, writin’ lyrics when I’m home alone
Roll a leno I’ll get stoned alone
Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac with lots of chrome
And the chrome microphone

Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that
Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin’ the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin’ like that(ridin with the
homegirl clowny on BRYANT ST NORTHRIDGE CALIFORNIA)

Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, Lil Rob puts it down for the brown side of town

I rock rhymes that mean somethin’
Even if it’s nothing to you, it means something to me
Let me explain something to you
I call it neighborhood music
And homeboy I pray that I see it and speak it
Dream it then keep it and share it with you
Unbearable blues from terrible twos
To drugs and tattoos confused and can’t choose
Our life is a u never liking the rules
Back in school more than likely to lose
Foo’s would like me to lose ‘cause I’m killin’ ya dues
Neighborhood things livin’ out my childhood dreams
It’s not what it seems behind the scenes when everyone leaves
I’m a good man with good intentions though I leave bad impressions
Sit back and listen and don’t ask too many questions
Keep fuckin’ up and I never learn my lessons
Lettin’ out my aggressions at rap sessions is a blessin’
I’m guessin’ you never heard nobody like me
When there’s so many people like me
Neighborhood M-U-S-I-C

Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, Lil Rob puts it down for the brown side of town
Neighborhood music

Snap
Jump in my Cadillac ese I’ll be back ese
Bumper en el suelo puffin’ on a leno
We pack griefa in our pipas we love our jefitas
Homemade tortillas and twelve packs of frias
Oldies in the backdrop playin’ out the ragtop
The streets are my playground and I’m tearin’ up the blacktop
And I can’t stop well I could but I won’t stop so I don’t stop
I likes to cruise it to neighborhood music
Hundred spoke thirteen’s gotta be the D’s though
Rollin’ with my primo to the store to get some pisto
If I could press rewind and turn back time
I wouldn’t change a thing ‘cause this is me
The way we live homie that’s what I bring
Neighborhood music for my neighborhood people
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil

Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, Lil Rob puts it down for the brown side of town

Taggin’ up on fences and benches
Neighborhood tensions
Maddog expressions weapons in possession
Whatever you want we can get it
Us homeboys got connections
From the need of weed to the need of needle injection
Nike Cortez’s the man behind the lenses
Reflections of a small town, it was known to get down
Party at the park, after dark
It don’t start until I spark up this joint of mine
I pass it, it ain’t only mine
It’s all of ours we handle ours
And this was all before I had a car
And all I had was handlebars
And the words that I spoke
Wait in a tape was some raps that I wrote
About my neighborhood ey

Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, when we cruise around the brown side of town
Neighborhood music, givin’ back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, Lil Rob puts it down for the brown side of town
Neighborhood music

i i need u by my side
baby can we ride
cause there'll neva be another like u baby
i want u in my life
let me cum inside
cause no other can make me feel tha way u do

u look so good standin there and i cant help but stare
u got me dancin in tha rain like fred astare
homeboyz wanna talk they shit but i dont care
i just wanna run my fingers through ur hair
hold ur hand and hope u feel tha vibe too
ur beautiful mija i think i like u
i'd like to invite u to hit tha town if u'd like to
i bet u'd light up tha night too
theres somethin about u that tells me not to leave without u
and so im not about to im glad that i found u
u effect everyone around u in a good way
everydays a good day u have a smile that drives me wild(drives me wild)
u carry urself with class and style(with class and style)
tha kinda gurl that ive been searchin for
but i dont think i needa search no more ur such a score

::ChOrUs::
i, i need u by my side(my side)
baby can we ride(come and ride with me come and ride with me)
cause there'll neva be another like u baby
i want u in my life(my life)
let me cum inside(spend some time with me spend some time with me)
cause no other can make me feel tha way u do

we could be in tha desert lost without a place to go
but we'd be so in luv that we wouldnt even know
who needs a tv and who needs a radio
i dont need nothin just me and my babydoll(me & my babydoll)
u need anything at all give me a call
no matter how big no matter how small tha problem may be
it doesnt matter call me baby
i'd like to speak with u i'd like to spend a week with u
to get to know each other to find out that were for each other
u for me me for u us for one another
and i cant see it any other way
i imagine us on a sunny summer day
with tha top down ur hair blowin in tha wind(ur hair blowin in tha wind)
u look so good and i feel good within(& i feel good within)
and i think i owe it all to u(i owe it all to u)
theres nothing my babydoll cant do
i fucken luv u

::ChOrUs::
i, i need u by my side(my side)
baby can we ride(come and ride with me come and ride with me)
cause there'll neva be another like u baby
i want u in my life(my life)
let me cum inside(spend some time with me spend some time with me)
cause no other can make me feel tha way u do

i wish u could be in my eyes so u could see my soul
and know that im tha guy that never wants to make u cry
u'd be my life kiss u goodnight(u'd be my life)
wouldnt wanna go to sleep because i'd miss at night(miss u at night)
and thats why i keep u in my dreams(u in my dreams)
until i figure out whatever it means(whatever it means)
i gotta find tha nerve to let u know
and once i have u i wont letchu go(letchu go)

no matta what i gotta do(no matter what i gotta do)
imma give my luv to u(uh huh)
imma show ya that i need ya
let me show ya that i care
no matta what i gotta say(no matter what i gotta say)
imma make sure that u stay(uh huh)
in my life forever more
babygurl ur tha one i've been lookin for

::ChOrUs::
i i need u by my side(my side)
baby can we ride(come and ride with me come and ride with me)
cause there'll neva be another like u baby
i want u in my life(my life)
let me cum inside(spend some time with me spend some time with me)
cause no other can make me feel tha way u do

Times are getting crazy holmes
Things are a lot different than they used to be homie
A lotta these foo’s need to back the fuck up
You know? Orale

Sittin’ at the bar just tippin’ the glass
Tryin’ to slow down my life ‘cause it’s getting’ too fast
But I don’t mind see it’s like quick in a flash
See that chick she’s imaginin’ my dick in her ass
(Whoa!) Did I say that? That’s crazy ain’t it?
Just crazy lookin’ don’t know how to explain it
Don’t get me wrong homeboy I’m not complainin’
Don’t get all mad I’m not braggin’ I’m just sayin’
Just playin’ talk to me bout my music
I’m just a vato that’ll do it just to do it
I want nothing to do with… phony people
Don’t care what you like and don’t care who you’re cool with
You’re stupid actin’ like if I’m the new kid
I know you back in school you wanted to be the cool kid
While I sat back and didn’t give a fuck
Now rap is all I have so homeboy that’s what’s up

Chorus
Homie please back up
Ten paces from the truck
Don’t wanna press your luck
My bomb’ll self destruct
Homie please back up
Ten paces from the truck
Don’t wanna press your luck
My bomb’ll self destruct

I don’t forget about the past now I’m kickin’ your ass
I’ll do it again and laugh ‘cause you’re kissin’ my ass
Got a rented 45 and I’m able to shoot
Itchy finger hare trigger and it’s pointed at you
I’m not here to claim that I’m all insane in the brain
I’m just here to let you know I’m not the same as you lames
Your evil’s comin’ to you; yell for help no one’s runnin’ to you
You burnt them bridges, remember? So no one’s fuckin’ with you
Ain’t got no friends, ain’t got no ends ‘cause you keep burnin’ your people
Tell me when does it end? When will you realize that shit ain’t cool?
I feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like you
But they’re just kids they really don’t know what to do
Don’t worry mijo, it’ll come to you
And you’ll say fuck this fool
What was I thinkin’ about this vato’s bein’ about a buncha dumb shit
Can’t believe I used to bump this, fuck this

Chorus

Jump in the carrucha put my foot on the gas
Hit the second switch from the left to lift up the ass
The shakin’ just to break up the glass
But I’ma catch you sleepin’ and pop a cap in your ass
Put the holes in my own car if that’s where you are
Handle my shit then probably go back to the bar
Have me a drink, sit down and think about all the fuckin’ bullshit
That happened to me within this week
But I’m three feet from gold and I was told I got a flow that’s cold
I guess that explains so many units sold
I make jams you’ll bump hopefully when you get old
I’m a good guy but sometimes I just explode
Sometimes I wish that I would rather be home
Put down the microphone and leave it alone
Turn off my phone
Because it’s bullshit the way it goes down
But my people really need me around, Chicano sound

Chorus

What’s happenin’ perro?
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way
But I could put that shit down homeboy, you know?
Ain’t nothing changed
Watcha

I creep around the corner three wheel in this scrapin' bumper
Breakin' up the calles leavin' you blind like Stevie Wonder
Said I come from the land down under, underground stupid
What the fuck you think I meant? Let me think of it, can't think of it
Can't think of shit, fuck it ey, Lil Rob can rap like fuckin' a
How did I learn to bust this way? How in the fuck will I bust today?
Never had nobody writin' my shit that's fakin' it like lyin' and shit
You didn't write it, how could you claim somebody's buyin’ your shit?
It doesn't make sense to me, everybody wanna be in the place to be
Like it's the place to be I guess it is, shit is the place for me
So I’m gonna stay as long as I can
Pen and the paper and out with the plan
Put down some beats then back to the streets
Everyone knows Lil Rob is the man

I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, these vatos ain’t bout nothin’
Bitch I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, I think this time they’re bluffin’

I’m a good dude that did bad, can’t believe I did that
Gimmie a big bag of some feel good, roll it up in a zig-zag
Take a big drag, I smoke till I see pitch black, black out and pass out
Wake up in a few, drink a beer then I crash out
Laugh loud when you lash out with your loud mouth, whatchu mad about?
Talk a lot of shit ain’t got no heart, all you got is a bad mouth
I bark don’t bite I’ll talk no fight, shut the fuck up, put down the mic
Thinkin’ you’re bad ‘cause you’re not polite
Ese you’re weak like your name in the streets
You can’t compete, who said that you could?
You’re a disgrace to your whole neighborhood
Your hood doesn’t care, ‘cause you’re not from there, me against you?
That wouldn’t be fair, c’mon homie let’s keep it real
You’re just a man, you’re not made of steel
You could be taken out and that’s without a doubt
I’m givin you somethin’ to think about

I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, these vatos ain’t bout nothin’
Bitch I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, I think this time they’re bluffin’

We live life rough and tough, some end up gettin’ stuck
I think I’ve had enough, it’s time for me to call your bluff
We live life rough and tough, some end up gettin’ snuffed
And you ain’t strong enough
So now it’s time to put on my black boots and my black Davis’
That’s just the way it is
No one can see me throw on my black sweatshirt with the black beanie
And a black bandana to cover my face just like a bandit does
I’m back motherfuckers and I’m bouts to get scandalous
I pull my crimes at night and disappear like a phantom does
I’ll fuck up your life like a junkie slammin’ drugs
Even your fuckin’ wife knows that you’re a fuckin’ punk
Whatchu gonna do when I call your bluff?
Can’t believe that you think you’re tough
You claim to talk the talk, you claim to walk the walk
If that’s true then my body shoulda been outlined in chalk but it’s not
(That’s bullshit)
You really need to stop, don’t say what you won’t do
You really need to stop homeboy before I lose my cool

I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, these vatos ain’t bout nothin’
Bitch I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, I think this time they’re bluffin’

I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, these vatos ain’t bout nothin’
Bitch I think you’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, I think this time they’re bluffin’

Ese Lil Rob
Putting it down in a real way

They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
These vatos ain’t bout nothin’

They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
I think this time they’re bluffin’

They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
These vatos ain’t bout nothin’

They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
They’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’, they’re bluffin’
I think this time they’re bluffin’

(Lil' Rob)
Wacha, there's a difference between fact and fiction
Pay close attention, do more than listen
Hear what I'm telling you all these vatos be telling it

Claiming that they be having it
But really they ain't having shit
Fuck all that bullshit that shit is kid shit
Keep talking shit bitch that's what your skill is
Fools are ridiculous just don't know when to quit
Can't spit like I can spit straight up immaculate
Talented handle it Simon ey I'm a man that did
Feel so cold leave you frozen stiff like a manikin
Crazy like the bay that they named after a pelican
From pellet guns to Semi autos to automatic guns
Not having funds to having funds to having fun in Cali
Sun I love convertibles dog I had to have me one
You might know me from cruising around in my Cadillac
Two pumps in the trunk the batteries on rack ten switches on my lap

(Lil' Rob)(Chorus)
Keeping it real, got the skills to pay the bills ese
A lot of you vatos don't know how it feels to keep it
real ese I do what I do when I do it
I'm keeping it real when I do it
Unlike you did, everything you did was stupid.

Keeping it real, got the skills to pay the bills ese
A lot of you vatos don't know how it feels to keep it
real ese I do what I do when I do it
I'm keeping it real when I do it
Unlike you did, I don't wanna do what you did stupid

(Lil' Rob)
A lot of you vatos take a long time to bust a rhyme
and to Hit the ol' drawing board and take some more time for real
Homeboy I ain't never heard nothing weaker
I can't believe that bullshit be coming out the speaker
Its like who heard you and told you that you were good?
They lied to you, you can't rap but they said you could
Why, would they do that, now look what they done did
Made a shit talker out of a young, fucking dumb kid
I know where I'm from, I know what I've done
I know what it takes to be number one
You vatos cross the line all the time by dropping the
Dime Your questioning, I'm answering before your asking it
I know what I said whatever I said homeboy I'm backing
It I'm backin it, while you're a lying fucking sack of shit
Chronic shit? Got a big ol' fluffy fuckin sack of it
It's no accident when I'm packing it, relaxing it,
kicking back and shit I loss my mind,
I loss the time where'd it go
I don't know, lost track of it

(Chorus)

(Lil' Rob)
San Diego, city I was brought up in
Home of Donovan, car hoppin and bomb droppin
I'm getting numbers while I'm dragging bumpers
Scraping it up, Juice, I think I've got more than
Enough In fact I think I got a little too much but never
Enough Living life so rough and so tough I pick up the mic
Sabes Que? I'm sick of the mic, I'm sic on the mic
Your sounding like a bitch on the mic
I'm sick of my life and still kick the shit that you
Like Probably get myself a six-pack and just kick it
Tonight I'm tripping tonight feel like straight out picking a
Fight Get wickie wicked tonight drug driven tonight
I'm going out of my head like little Anthony
Back in the days when he had tears on his pillow
Weeping like a willow it's Lil' Rob esse breaking it
Down Gangster oldie no mistaking the sound no mistakes are allowed

(Chorus)

I know
(Are you ok?)
How it feels
(I want you to know that you can talk to me about anything)
You’ve been hurt so bad
(Anytime)
I know
(I couldn’t help but notice that somethin’ was wrong)
How it feels
(By the look in your eyes)
You’ve been hurt so bad
(It’s no surprise)

Don’t think I know? Well I do, been hurt before just like you
Even the best get depressed, the loneliest loneliness
Got so much on my chest that I can’t rest and I’m sleepless
And I keep this a secret, say you’ll keep it
The girl I want to be with doesn’t see it, can’t believe it
Doesn’t need this so she’s leavin’, I’m the reason
I still love her for all seasons, I’m in pieces
Turn my frown upside down so no one sees it
I mean this

I know
(I know how it feels)
How it feels
You’ve been hurt so bad
(But there’s really nothin’ you can do)
I know, how it feels
(There’s someone for everyone)
You’ve been hurt so bad
(And maybe it’s just not the one for you)

Beware of the danger at the fork in love’s road
Sit in bed, feelin’ cold and alone, please come back home
Sometimes I feel I should just let her go
If she comes back to me she’s meant for me
But she loves someone instead of me
The intensity is killin’ me, you don’t want this misery
How will it be? Is this the way it feels to be destroyed?
That’s what I did to her, that’s what she did to me
I’m thinkin’ of her and I’m hopin’ that she’s missin’ me
You feelin’ me?

I know
(I know)
How it feels
(I know)
You’ve been hurt so bad
(Every smilin’ face ain’t a happy one)
I know
(And everybody’s somebody’s fool)
How it feels
You’ve been hurt so bad
(Ain’t no exception to the rule)

(I know)
That this is real
(Stayin’ up late at night)
give me a hand
(Play my records till I just don’t want to hear them anymore)
And I’m here to stand
(Reminiscin’ on all the times we had)
And baby this is so real

Memories of long ago, love letters let her know
Words of love so meaningful
I just can’t see her go it’s gonna take a miracle
Torture and sadness appear when I’m lonely
It drives me insane how it’s never the same
She doesn’t know how bad it kills me inside
How the tears behind my eyes won’t show through my pride
But the touch that warms me through and through
I know how it feels, I know what you’re goin’ through
There’s nothin’ you can do, I feel for you
I truly do (I truly do)

I know
(‘Cause I know)
How it feels
(I know)
You’ve been hurt so bad
I know how it feels, you’ve been hurt so bad

I know
(I know)
How it feels
You’ve been hurt so bad
(Can’t sleep at night)

I know
(Got no appetite)
How it feels
(But everything’s gonna be alright)
You’ve been hurt so bad
(I know, I know)

[No lyrics]

What can I do?
What can I say?
Oooh, how will it feel?
How will it be?
How will it be?
What can I do?

Keep it old school like black and white, spit the facts of life
Way I used to do things now I do it twice
Streets ain’t nothing nice, static like all my 45’s, handle static with .45’s
Hangin’ out of a 49 with more than enough power to blow your mind
Doesn’t matter to me whether yours or mine
It’s the neighborhood holmes, that’s my story line

What can I do?
(Ey all I can do is continue to do what I’ve been doin’, you know?)
What can I say?
(And I can only say how I feel and the way that I see things)
Oooh, how will it feel?
(Hey how would it feel if we could just put all the bullshit aside holmes?)
How will it be?
(How would it be?)
How will it be?
What can I do?

Creased up Dickies and Pendletins
Neighborhood wars that nobody ever wins, but it never ends
I don’t know why we prove ourselves to be bad
Leave our families sad and it’s drivin’ me mad

Ey back in the days when I got blasted ey
I saw my Jefita cry like I’d never seen her cry before

Kick back under streetlamps
Light one up, give you feedback

What can I do?
(Ey all I can do is continue to do what I’ve been doin’, you know?)
What can I say?
(And all I can say is how I feel and the way that I see things)
Oooh, how will it feel?
(Hey how would it feel if we could put this bullshit aside and wake up?)
How will it be?
(How would it be?)
How will it be?
(I can’t even imagine that)
What can I do?

I don’t have nothin’ much, I’m just used to what I’m used to
Sometimes choose to do what fools do
Just need my ruka and oldies to cruise to
Don’t need no more friends, I don’t know who’s who
Skanlezz vatos ey, come shake up the spot
I work hard for mine, don’t come take what I got
I’m a man with pride and holmes I gotta live
All I can do is just give what I can give

What can I do?
(What can I do? Just the same thing I’ve been doin’)
What can I say?
(And all I can say is what I feel and the way that I see things)
Oooh, how will it feel?
(But how would it feel if we could put this bullshit aside, you know?)
How will it be?
(How would it be?)
How will it be?
(That’s some shit)
What can I do?
(What can I do?)
What can I do?
What can I do?
(It’s just me)

[No lyrics]

1-2-1-8
(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s
(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small
(1-2-1-8)
1218 1218
Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s
(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small
(1-2-1-8)

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
LR the great, 1-2-1-8

Hey check this out homeboy I’m back up on the front line
It took some time but shit didn’t have to cut lines
Hey fuck your rhymes if you ever said fuck mine
I’m just playin’, we should work on somethin’ some time
I don’t think so, you burned your bridges here
Rob don’t show no love, love ain’t fuckin’ livin’ here
1-2-1-8 1218, what’s that mean?
Hit the scene, crisp and clean, clear it all up like antihistamines
I spit so sick it’s fuckin’ sickening
I spit so sick I think I might need Listerine
Fuck it up whether you like it not
Chances are you’re gonna like it a lot, how could you not?
I kid you not, I hit the spot, like I hit the weed
Like a fiend hits the crystal rock
I keep it old school like lockin’ and poppin’ till the day I’m dropped in a coffin

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
Or think that I’ma quit after all that it costed
There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
LR the great, 1-2-1-8

Ese Lil Rob’s back so you best back the fuck up
Quit your bluffin’, poutin’, huffin’ and puffin’
I come in and keep it all the way live
I’m the vato with the CD that looks like a 45
People mistake me for a criminal
I’m into music though homeboy, and I keep it so original
There is no equal, you can’t find it
You can add it, divide it, subtract it or multiply it
I’m like a drug you get addicted when you try it
Can’t fight the feeling, don’t even try to fight it
If you don’t like me, it’s best to keep it quiet
I can’t wait until we wake up the sleeping giant
(Shhhh)
I stay silent and I don’t really like to get violent
So you can tell the real from the fake, I’m real
LR the great, 1-2-1-8

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
Or think that I’ma quit after all that it costed
There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
LR the great, 1-2-1-8

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s
(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small
(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s
(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)
Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
Or think that I’ma quit after all that it costed
There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
LR the great, 1-2-1-8

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
Or think that I’ma quit after all that it costed
There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit
The way that you need, the way that you want shit
You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it
LR the great, 1-2-1-8

These fuckin’ vatos homeboy
Just don’t know when to shut the fuck up ey
I mean, they cry like little fuckin’ girls and shit, you know?
It’s like, what the fuck is your problem perro?

Quit your cryin’ bitches, no llores
Pobresito has an issue, here’s some tissue
Toughen up big guy, don’t cry, dry your eyes
It’s ok, maybe someday you’ll find your way without me
But if you play, you play
You couldn’t fuck with me on your best day on my worst day
Been rappin’ for a long time it still sounds like your first day
What’s worse ey, you think that you put it down like I do
I know you’d like to but you can’t dude
That’s just somethin’ that you can’t do
Boo hoo hoo poor you

(Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry)
Quit your cryin’ bitches
Boo hoo hoo poor you
Dry your eyes, no need to cry
Keep your pillow dry
(Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry)
Quit your cryin’ bitches
Boo hoo hoo poor you

Hey wait a minute dawg, wait a fuckin’ minute holmes
Where the fuck do you get off talkin’ shit about my neighborhood?
Comin’ from you it don’t mean shit ‘cause I know you never claimed a hood
I’ve been drunk in this high, high in this town
Shot for my town, brought up in this town
Puttin’ it down, good times and bad
Hop in the Cad just fuckin’ around
And doin’ the things that you never did as a kid, but you wish you did
So the things you say now wouldn’t be bullshit
Never did shit, never will do shit
I’m from SD 858 but I know you’re a 619er
Ese Lil Rob, San Diego, no one does it tighter
Pass the fuckin’ lighter

(Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry)
Quit your cryin’ bitches
Boo hoo hoo poor you
Dry your eyes, no need to cry
Keep your pillow dry
(Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry)
Quit your cryin’ bitches
Boo hoo hoo poor you

Wait a minute, let me get this right then dawg
He disses him, then he disses him
Then he misses him, then they’re friends again?
I’m on the other end, smokin’ pot with a plot to win
Now they’re dissin’ me it’s obvious to see they’re tryna get the best of me
They’re not affectin’ me physically or mentally
Wasn’t time to mess with me, this shit was meant for me
It was meant to be, sad to see you’re sad too bad you’re mad
But I’m workin’ on my platinum plaque then after that they’re back to back
I’ve got places to go, people to see, go to a show and they’re waitin’ for me
Better than that, they’re payin’ for me
It’s no wonder why you been cryin’ lately

(Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry)
Quit your cryin’ bitches
Boo hoo hoo poor you
Dry your eyes, no need to cry
Keep your pillow dry
(Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry)
Quit your cryin’ bitches
Boo hoo hoo poor you

Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry