Black Rob

[Verse 1]

Only Dilla worth talkin' about that's not a Yancey

She a fox, came to my hotel, kinda fancy

I've been like this since a snotty nose

Y'all got sinus issues, only kinda cold

She came through, drop top like soft tops

Class of hard knocks, I seen a lot of those

Stomp a nigga to the floor, drop if you ignore 'dot

(Start tweakin' in this bitch) And treat his head like a doorstop

Never said I was the toughest but know that (You're not)

Always said I was the greatest, that's what I'm sure about

Even before tour stops

Wardell on a Fisher-Price, it's a sure shot

You a bitch I can tell you can't fist fight (Facts)

Bro just grabbed him a stick and it's (Mick height)

In case you wanna go that route, uh

Black-out shit, that's the Kodak route, huh

[Chorus]

(Woah)

Feelin' like Black Rob in this bitch

Bruce Wayne, I ain't Robin for shit

In this bitch like (Woah)

Of course I'm the one you should watch

You ain't see me put time in this shit

In this bitch like (Woah)

Curtis Jackson with a side of the Clipse

Finna grind 'til I die or get rich

In this bitch like (Woah)

Young king sippin' Crown in this bitch, walk around with a crown on his head

In this bitch like (Woah)

[Verse 2]

You know, Delacreme back again

You know me, Elohim, with all the raps again

Talkin' crazy, arms long, you get slapped from here

Arm of steel, steal like I'm Jackson here

Niggas don't wanna rap in here (Niggas don't wanna rap in here)

Nigga, don't get packed up

They said I should be the one to control the cheese

I'm like damn, that's love

Grew up with hood rats, but taught not to rat (The pigs here)

Story, you better alter that (They say we all up to something)

Like we all [?] rappers

If he wasn't married to it, be all to that

The life we live was proof we was born to rap

Can't make this up, so for [?]

'Cause you know that Fem' be wildin'

Y'all be rushin' fits, but Fem' be stylin'

[Chorus]

(Woah)

Feelin' like Black Rob in this bitch

Bruce Wayne, I ain't Robin for shit

In this bitch like (Woah)

Of course I'm the one you should watch

You ain't see me put time in this shit

In this bitch like (Woah)

Curtis Jackson with a side of the Clipse

Finna grind 'til I die or get rich

In this bitch like (Woah)

Young king sippin' Crown in this bitch, walk around with a crown on his head

In this bitch like (Woah)

(Woah)

(Woah)