B.O.B. - Kobe (Secret Track) lyrics

B.o.B – Kobe (Secret Track) NASA Mixtape [Intro: B.o.B] Yo, If you are listening into this right now, that means you've, that means you have picked up on the transmission Bobby Ray, bandz London Jae, bandz Zayto, bandz Yah, Bandz East side want some more West side want some more North side want some more South side want some more [Chorus: B.o.B] Everybody ain't a free thinker (SHH calm down) Every doc ain't got a clean needle (SHH calm down) Every chopper ain't a street sweeper (SHH calm down) Whips so foreign it ain't street legal [Verse 1: B.o.B] Yeah, and I'm pa**ing by, like a UFO, like an astronaut Saw a news report on channel 5 I done cracked the code with an open mind They done tapped my phone, tapped my line Spying on my notes, I can't type sh** down On televisions they've reversed the lenses, now they're watching you While you sleep inside in your crib tonight! Could be the CIA Or the NSA Or the DEA Or the FBI NWO, better stay awoke or get left behind n***a THEY Who are they? They the reason that Obama hair done turned grey n***a THEY They the reason Malcolm loaded up the AK (Goddamn 47) They be pa**ing laws every time a hurricane happens Or a plane crashes, or a school shooting Grey magic, that's what they practice while you change cla**es! Hire shooters, MK Ultra college students [?] in your spinal fluid, how they do it? [Interlude: B.o.B] American health care victims American d**h care system Cancer can be cured in many ways But chemo will always k** ya They say Eazy-E had AIDS But it ain't affect none of them children Feel like we all feel played Like someone should solve this riddle f** it, ima go back in [Verse 2: B.o.B] To be known is to be a stone That's why I am stoned And I'm never home My phone be on roam I get it I'm gone She say I'm a dog I give her the what? I give her that bone I get in my zone I look in the sky We are not alone Now is it a message or is it a blessing? Could it be from heaven, or just a projection? I'm sick of this guessin, this sh** get depressin We should walk up to the presses We should walk up to the president's office Demanding they answer these questions! (BOW BOW) f**in your mom with these backward flows Ain't rappin them same old Jura**ic flows Cities and tunnels that's underground Pyramids on the ocean floor Ey, I wonder what NASA knows I wonder what NASA knows I wonder if what's really out there Is really what NASA shows, Bandz [Chorus: B.o.B] Everybody ain't a free thinker (SHH calm down) (I know, I know) Every doc ain't got a clean needle (SHH calm down) (I know, I know) Every chopper ain't a street sweeper (SHH calm down) (I know, I know) Whips so foreign it ain't street legal [Outro: B.o.B] East side want some more West side want some more North side want some more South side want some more