The Watchers

[Verse] Yes, I feel the end, the end is close The same thing happened eons ago To know exactly you have to read up some more Everyday technology speeds up some more As is above, so is below Some feel the heat, yet some feel the cold We are the souls, yes, we have been chose Some roll with angels and demons and ghosts But shh! Hold up, Bob, don’t go there! You know that they watching, the all-seeing stare But they can’t stop me, I’m already there And y’all ain't seen shit but y’all already scared I’m gone, high like fructose, fructose You wanna know the truth? Really, you don't, you don't It’ll blow you out your mind, like a UFO, UFO I’m basically a resident of Pluto, Pluto You know, but you’ll probably be the same one hatin' Sayin' every rapper is in the freemasons While the cops giving out free mace to your face Now how do that taste? I’m outta my mind These videos tellin’ y'all lies, bruh Tellin' y'all we holding evil hand-signs, bruh Last time I checked I’m from the Eastside, bruh So do your research and make your own mind up ’Cause us musicians have influence on this mic But they don’t like that, so they conquer and divide Double-H N-D, hip hop never dies So shoot all you want, but we fly Because, you know, no one man should have all that power Obviously ‘cause it’s only one power But nevermind, y’all keep worshipping Towers While the clock keeps handing y'all hours But pucker up because the truth gets sour More sour than the sour diesel I devour Hear me by the hour, I give you 50 vowels When I brain storm it's like a shower So pull out your towels, and don't let 'em play you Do your own thing, fuck what they do! And if you good at somethin' make sure they pay you And if not, take a thankyou Whether they praise you, or whether they hate you It’s all about the attention that they pay you Y’all on that grape drink, try this grape juice Shouts to Grand Hustle, we got that break through And, yes, it’s evident we better than The rest of these competitors Really there ain't no one else ahead of us Yeah, I bust these verses off, et cetera, et cetera ‘Cause they watching y’all like the Federers, owww [Outro] Kadoish, kadoish, kadoish Adonai Tsebayoth It’s B.O.B. and I’m out. Peace!