Left Field - B.o.B

Hey Bob!

Get in here, man!

Your sets ready, man!

You’re going live in 5, 4, 3, 2-!

«Ladies and gentleman, you are at Cafe, and who you have coming to the stage is

none other than B.o.B!»

(«B-o who?» «What?» «Who's that?» «Who the fuck is that?» «I don’t know who

that it is.»

«What's B.o.B»")

«Aha, I mean.

Ha.

See, I ain’t really got shit to say, but look.

How y’all doing to night?»

(«Nobody care what you got to say, nigga!» «Nigga say something!» «Boo!

««Boo nigga.»

«Don't nobody fuck with that nigga music, don’t nobody fuck

with that nigga lyrics!»

«Boo!»

«Get off the stage.»

«Fuck you nigga,

get of the stage!»

«Don't nobody give a damn!

Ah.

shit» «Nobody give a damn!

««Lame-ass nigga!

Hoe-ass nigga, dawg!

Fuck that nigga!»)

«I got a little song, wrote it on the way over here, but check it out.»

I know I’m left field to you, field to you, field to you

But don’t it sound so real to you, real to you, real to you

Tell me how it feel to you, feel to you, feel to you

Now don’t it feel lovely?

(Aha, aha) (Don't it feel lovely?)

Now don’t it sound lovely?

(Now don’t it sound lovely?)

I agree

I’m playing at the left

Was raised up in Decatur, so I’m straight up out the deck

And G.A.

is all I rep, so they say that I’m obsessed

I grew up in the struggle so maybe I’m depressed

But being in the struggle is what gave me my success

This ain’t your imagination, I ain’t fakin it unless

I don’t mean what I say, but what I say is what I stress

And I ain’t really Catholic but, daily, I confess

I ain’t a Christian rapper or a civil activist

But everybody feel me cause I say the realist shit

I see why haters get all mad, I don’t brag

So here’s what I got to offer:

Words of wisdom so that you can get your money taller

I’m lovely like the left field

I know I ain’t around, shorty, but I rep still

Don’t get to thinking that I’m different, because a record deal

Turning Hollywood, come on — is that real?

And still, I got alot of agony and stress on my chest

Cause the world ain’t right, so I gotta come left

I’m a keep it one hunnid till the day that I rest

So take a deep breath, I guess