Wrong

[Hook: B.o.B.] If you think I’m outgunned If you think that I'll run If you think that it's over You couldn't be more wrong If you think that it's done If you think that you won If you think that it's over You couldn't be more wrong [Verse 1: B.o.B.] I think it's funny that they think they got us all beat and defeated I swear they must be dreaming 'cuz they think that we're retreating Yeah, they be the type, constantly in search of beefing Till they see it, then that ass become a vegan That's why up on this beat it's no doubt You already know I'm about my flow Mother fucker say I sold out, must be talking about my shows Matter fact, anytime that you finna reach for a dream or a goal or for anything You will have many enemies, look at Jesus and Martin and Lincoln and Kennedy [Hook] [Verse 2: B.o.B.] Yeah, impostors hate the truth because you tell it So I know when they around, they so jealous, I can smell it The haters always die, the prestigious never perish So I'll be never buried That's why I'm never threatened by these little boys with big toys They can't aim, it's piss poor, what you holding the clip for? Put the gun down, get a clipboard So tell them haters that they better pipe down just a bit more 'Cuz I bring Hell like a red man with a black beard and a pitchfork [Hook] [Verse 3: Spodee] Uh, you totally incorrect if you thought that it was some pressure When each endeavor I treasure raises my level of pleasure I'm flabbergasted by fellas that think that they can see me I'm saving my special specimens specifically for T.V Whoa, what till they see me with a face so straight make a thing called hate Me and Bobby Ray like this, okay, man a plastic surgeon can't fix her face All these rap niggas shit so gay, keep pimping until that bitch locate My foot in their ass I'mma pick, okay, say you harder than Grand Hustle, bitch, no way [Hook]