Left Field

[Intro] Hey Bob! Get in here, man! Your sets ready, man! You're going live in 5, 4, 3, 2-! [Announcer:] "Ladies and gentleman, you are at [?] Cafe, and who you have coming to the stage is none other than B.o.B!" [Audience:] ("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"") [B.o.B:] "Aha, I mean.. Ha.. See, I ain't really got shit to say, but look.. How y'all doing to night?" [Audience:] ("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!") [B.o.B:] "I got a little song, wrote it on the way over here, but check it out.." [Hook] 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?) [Verse 1] 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 [Hook] [Verse 2] 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 [Hook]