Spongebob

Mosh through the orchestra pit, the rip CD-R skip
 You hope the CD-S don't stick, bent over dope-sick
 Too scared to write the book, took it, put it in the hook
 Of a song, no one listened to it, looks like I wasn't wrong
 Hid it where they wouldn't look, lookin' like Zedong
 Lookin' at Taiwan like, "Look, they shook, let's get it on"
 Shots whizzed, his depression was all gone
 Emotional liftin', please use the proper form
 Bended the knee, rolled up half of Guam
 Lost no sleep over the fate of your white farm
 What goes come back around
 So when they came for me, I wasn't alarmed
 Get fished out the hole like Saddam
 Tough guys won't go alive, get found unarmed
 An object in motion stays in motion, I wait 'til the sea calm
 Slaves like hammer, Braun, ships was yea-long
 It's too late for qualms with the hammer in the palm
 You a slave to the hammer, you do what it wants
 Take the good with the bad, fly trees and a cheap blunt
 Niggas put up a good front, but you can see the zipper
 Before they took a hit, I watched a nigga shiver
 That that Bill Withers
 Nigga had the nerve to say, "You can't take it with you"
 Fuck would I want with any of this shit? Dummy
 SpongeBob, the whole operation underwater
 "It's only one God," what we said in Tora Bora
 The bombs was on us, the bombs was on us
 Came back to God like, "Motherfucker, you promised, you promised"
 SpongeBob, the whole operation underwater
 "It's only one God," what we yelled in Tora Bora
 The bombs was on us, the bombs was on us
 Came back to God like, "Motherfucker, you promised, you promised"
 I get five-dollar phone cards from the corner store
 It's hot, gang-gang crowded in the door, slid past
 Don't you bump nobody, the body control is godly
 It's just a hobby picked up in the lobby, it's that nigga karate
 Summer, dirt bikes and Kawasaki's
 Numbers Fibonacci, overseas connection choppy
 She's gettin' worse
 Your sister talked to the nurse, everybody in church
 Everybody wants to know if you comin'
 But they won't say the words
 Your days feel rehearsed, nights come back in short bursts
 In a bodega, base head lurks
 Hoppin' foot to foot, youngin slow with that work
 Got my Afri-call card, but Aki did lotto first
 I don't wanna see 'em put her in the dirt
 I can't go there with nothin' but my shirt
 Explosions, outside bombs burstin' in the sky
 Streets, sidewalks, it's the third of July
 SpongeBob, the whole operation underwater
 "It's only one God," what we said in Tora Bora
 The bombs was on us, the bombs was on us
 Came back to God like, "Motherfucker, you promised, you promised"
 SpongeBob, the whole operation underwater
 "It's only one God," what we yelled in Tora Bora
 The bombs was on us, the bombs was on us
 Came back to God like, "Motherfucker, you promised"
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