B.O.B. - We Are the Robots lyrics

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B.O.B. - We Are the Robots lyrics

[Hook] We are the robots They tell us when to laugh and cry They tell us how we should survive Is there a "U" in the word "I"? And to be different is a crime [Verse 1 - Playboy Tre] We live in a world Where being different is different All you n***as are so much alike That I don't know the difference While all I see is robots Trying to do what's 'so hot' Following the mainframe Got traffic f**ed up Cause n***as scared To take their own lane Our sons cry, but tell them "n***a be tough, like Gorrila Glue" And wonder why He slapped them heads soft Like gorillas do Cause we were told: just to be gangsta You must pull a trigger So now there's nothing but shooters In my old school picture They tell us how to act How to laugh, how to feel Enlist us in their gang called the army And tell us how to k** Even the station tell me What I oughta dance to Try to change, they drop you Before you even get a chance to [Hook x2] [Verse 2 - B.o.B] This is a strange world that we are inhabiting They tell you: "Hold them tears back It just ain't masculine" You wake up everyday at 6:00 to go to cla** again So they can tell us: "You're a slave, you dirty Africans!" And then we watch it and observe it Soak it up and learn it So that it gets recycled And repeated and refurbished The tell us: "Walk on the right side of The hallway in sequence" And when you see that flag You better pledge your allegiance They tell us what to eat And if you're thinking not Then how come there's a McDonalds On every single block (McLovin' it) They feed us like we're hampsters Prisoned and enslaved (they say) The best slave is a slave Who doesn't know it's enslaved Damn [Hook x2] [Verse 3 - Playboy Tre] To live different; You call it pitiful Talk about a ridicule Like we're wrong But living like the 'norm' To me is difficult It's stifling These n***as robotic I'm nothing like them I run with The Ham Squad 'Regular' doesn't excite them Or please them or entice them Slither with a slight grin At the show Get to it Ham surrounds us like a hyphen Unique? I'm trying to take it further While you sleep So robotic I know your verb's waiting For you to speak And I know You're nobodies, a b**h An awful puppet And if not, why do you accept The bullsh** and yell out "f** it" Who knows? Maybe we're programmed to follow And say a bunch of sh** that's hollow Think about it [Hook x2]