Mr. Dobbs - D-Real [愛], ntourage

Nothing has done more to unite the people of the world than this daring

adventure into the unknown

His decision was to make the journey and the world watched and listened to

simplest

Countdown, blastoff

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

Word to the streets hosting tournaments setting up round robins

My dad told do better than being around robbing

See he was my batman, I was his crowned robin

I would die to be that man, seems you have now blossomed

Bloomed withered your soul prolonged paying the toll

Seems your debt has cleared your on to better roads

You’re gone… hey, you’re gone

Hey, word to the streets, huh

I remember all your schoolin'

My dad was a hustler, he moving like he moving

He told me when I dance:''Son keep grooving like you grooving''

He said i’d have game to screw on any susan (Ha)

You was a gangsta, but always support my nerdy shit

As long as your are happy son be proud of what your working with

Huh, thats why I call you Mr. President

It’s all about your mind state and you’re a boss in every sense

Rap rejects I eject and project projectiles

My flow need a Kleenex I don’t fuck with sterile

Apex is Ms. Hill or Lauryn since a child

Common consensus the questions are made out

For testing your weapons a mind if it breaks out

Conquer the world you see your plans are laid out

All I wanna say is, I love you dad

I make you cry, oh

I promise…