God Loves Violence B.o.B

“As you leave the theater folks, please be careful
Don’t let this (glass breaks) happen to your car”

[Verse 1:]
Ay, I don’t trust no pig
Cops kill a nigga in the streets
Then don’t do no bid
Oh you, Oh you, tryna keep me safe from Covid?
Used to be a poor kid, now the smoke potent
Don’t worry what a hoe did, hoe shit
Poke her in both ends
Most these niggas be rodents
Nigga, you bogus!
Pocket full of posies, nigga is roses
Niggas want contact, Niggas want protest
I don’t want no peace
Niggas my sons, but I gotta be a good dad
I don’t want no beef
I don’t owe a nigga shiiiiit!
Not, not a crumb
I bet these fuck ass niggas want me to bitе my tongue
They don’t like what I say
Want mе to un-sing these songs I sung
But you can’t take back them bullets them police put in your son
Take it how it come, yeah
Eyy bitch
Its Murd n’ Mercy
She slurp, then burp me
Make her twerk for me then ____
Smoking that bluegrass
That’s perfect
Yeah I preach, but bitch don’t church me
Yall don’t be hanging with nooo hooooes
Yall like Bert and Ernie
Bitch you a bird, bitch be chirpin
Bet she gon perch, whenever I’m sturdy
Give her some ___?, give her some Burt’s Bees
When she around rappers, she get real flirty
Bitch, how you 20 think you the shit?
Prolly be mad by 26
Burnt out by 31
Single with 30 sons
She think Ima take her to brunch?
Shit, I just need to hit it once
She wanna fly Virgin, I put her on Spirit
She catching the holy ghost soon as I hit it
BOW!