Enemy
M.O.B.
Pre-Cleared
ISRC
QZ5FN2226609
Custom Track ID
rGsWekyBHEcT
Composers
Joshua Randy Freedman (BMI) 50.00% Andrea Rullo (SIAE) 50.00%
Original Publishers
Joshua Randy Freedman (BMI) 50.00% Andrea Rullo (SIAE) 50.00%
Master Owners
Joshua Randy Freedman 50.00%Andrea Rullo 50.00%
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Composer
M.O.B., R-Low
Lyrics
Call me king rock
I'm the * sauce on ya boombox
Pretty girls in the crowd with the tube tops
Smoking cookie down the 5 bumping Tupac,
* wanna try, but they know not...
In a class of my own with this street rock
Got * in the set pop ya head tops
Got rockers in the hood that'll *.
And I ain't never give a * about fame
I ain't tryina * cuz them * straight lame
Said ya gettin money we ain't seen a damn thang
M O B is the * gang.
Pop pop pop you don't wanna get *
You don't want the MoB showin up at the spot
You don't wanna know the kinda * we got
You can disappear with a pin I drop
No friend to the industry you ain't no friend a me
You just a friendnemy
Got killaz on standby from the NY and it Italy
Shout to LA respect for the game
Big Shout to the local teams
I'm in a class
Of my own with this *
All you talk is some pipe dreams
Might by a jag or * wit a hag
Her * look good to me
Come to your hood throw you on track
Then I'm Out like I'm se la ve
Where is the love I don't give *
Save that * for some Justin T's
Here comes the pain
Followed by flames
You * are dead to me