Like a Bawse Lyrics

Bob was that guy who fights

Gets into a gun battle type

With a knife

Like, if you challenge him right now

You may be humbled by the fact

That he is going to swiftly knock your lights out

He hangs with his gang, at night

A bunch of ready-to-die-wild, deviants

Crossing the lines

God knows what crimes that they’re applying, desiring, the hindsight of riches

That they’re trying to get

And bob was the best

To lead them to the top of the peak

To place them

Closer to the apex

The king of the haystacks

The tip of the needle that pierce through with the best plans, yo, yeah

He’s the main man, a sure fire-brand, lit up with the gas can

He’s dope, the king of the bad men, but the ladies love him like drugs on the weekends though

They fear his ways, he’s in their faces

He isn’t afraid, to give in to what he chases

He sinned for days, oh lord give him, grace

Make him that man with a burning fire like jesus saves

Bob had a weakness, a heart, which is

What sets him apart, from the rest of the business

He could be vicious, but he constantly questions where all these pieces fit with

Keeps him stirring, searching for an answer

But nobody could offer him one, so he wandered off

Towards the void, where the drugs got him at its palm

Gave him some fun, life, is something strange

He met a nice lady that made him sway, gravitated away from what drove him insane

Finally took the heavy chains off his strained neck

Plain man minus the fame now, it’s like he’s back

From the dead now, left his fake friends down

Power off that hate out

He unbinds his fate to break down

Like bob was lost and found

Feels like a decade ago, since he last saw her vacate

Last couple fight out the door

His heart abhorred, she didn’t give a shit

Like she plunged the knife deeper and choose ignore

It’s harder when the night comes

That’s when the demons outshines, and the lights done

That’s how, bob decided that his life’s none

He had enough of putting a fight, it was a nice run

So, he thought, he tried calling a friend, his closest of friends

The one that wasn’t on the fence

No one picked up then

It just rang and rang until the early in the a-m, damn

Then he looked up the sky, oh lord

I need a sign from you to uphold

I need your guiding flow

I’ve been avoiding those

I give in, shine on that blinding glow