Текст песни He Who Remains - B.o.B

Okay and now to our number one trending story
It involves talk of alien sightings at Bayside marketplace
People are posting online saying that
Police weren't there to handle a group of rowdy teens
But rather eight to ten feet tall shadowy aliens
I'm never going to tell my wife how tall I am
Because she doesn't know
Read all you want but remember no aliens

Welcome welcome back
Welcome back been a minute
Hood rats big backs snap backs

Welcome back it's been a minute
Shit feel like it's been a century
Shit feel like I just got back from the year 2050
See really I didn't miss it
See everything was simplistic
And all the women were perfect
With BBLs on Ozempic (Ozempic)
Sky just shifted dimensions
I visited every future, I witnessed every prediction
From science to fiction, I'm highly indifferent
Sometimes I conspire to say
Goodbye to this whole entire existence

I thought I was suicidal
I was simply confined too much
For me to see high enough (for me to see high enough)
I snatch her sole she on her toes
No podiatrist
Thought I was Irish how I kilt it
I'm piping up
Said I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars
I'm gone, I'm gonna moon walk
That coochie on that molly
I get too strung out
I do not want you round me
If you too high
But that head go Cobra Kai, she like Medusa

She brought, she brought that water park to the tenth floor
In nothing but some high heels and a trench coat
My type of innuendo
And anything we do is confidential

Ice cap melting
And I can't help it
The ocean rising
And shit, I like shell fish
And you? Wow

You sound real helpless
The climate forever changes
But I'm not desperate
Desperately reaching out
People kept peacin' out
I'm like damn, is it me?
Do it seem, like, like I'm reaching for something
Like a nigga need the clout, I got
I got M's to make
No friends to make, no tinder dates, nothin
Natural or BBL?
I don't discriminate

Wah they don't know who I'm is
What it is that I'm after
Is he a persecuted rapper
Black balled for whippin' the slave master
Or is he the archetypal nigga
Messianic figure, Grammy nominated
Or somewhere in the middle

Travel through time like I'm Trunks
Travel through time like I'm Trump
Let Adam and Eve hit the blunt
Can't take my mind off of Palestine
In my Abbot Element-Tree
Is what I smoke, roll up a Philly blunt
Told the janitor clean up the residue
Told the principal let's get some lunch

She brought that water park to the tenth floor
In nothing but some high heels, and trench coat
My type of innuendo
And anything we do is confidential

Ice cap melting
And I can't help it
The ocean rising
Shit, I like shellfish

Woah oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Ice cap melting
And I can't help it
The ocean rising
Shit, I like shellfish

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