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Let It All Go Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Real
Length: 3:12
Written by: Robert Hanson-Guerrero




Bobby Real - Let It All Go Lyrics




Hey
It's Bob with the flow
I don't even need an intro
I'ma heat it up 'cause I've been cold
Be quiet and raise your hand's what I've been told
Man, that gets old
So I'ma let it all go with a pencil
Phony rap's what you want
But you get soul
My heart beats to the tempo
Life goes fast when you get slow
I used to fap, now heck no
I just rap with the best flow
Check my technical abilities
You feeling me, I guess so
It's so ironic 'cause nobody could understand me, now they're hooked on phonics
Let's go

(Hoover) Dam
I gotta go after that
Ok, I'm Bob
I'm the master of rap
As a matter of fact
Yo, my bladder's intact
Got the flow still
Keep it so real
'Cause it's so chill
When you grow up
In Minnesota
Gettin' colder and older
Time's ticking I'm fricken checking out of my mind space
I'm feeling like my time's wasted when I'm not rapping 'cause I rhyme great
I'ma get off the internet for a minute no social media
I just wanna be in my space
No time to meditate
I gotta find a beat, write rhymes
And levitate
If you don't think
I could be one of the greatest rappers of all time
I guess I gotta set it straight
I used to be a featherweight
But now I'm heavy
Used to be off rhythm
Now my flow's so steady
Get the GoPro ready
'Cause I'm putting on a show
Betty Botter bought a little bit of butter, but her butter's no
Better than the butter that I bought her back in autumn
When her daughter thought her batter could've been a little better
With a bit of better butter all the stress you put me under it's no wonder that
I wanna be me this summer, like

Uh
I gotta go after that
Ok, I'm Bob
I'm the master of rap
As a matter of fact
Yo, my bladder's intact
Got the flow still
Keep it so real
'Cause it's so chill
When you grow up
In Minnesota
Gettin' colder and older
Time's ticking I'm fricken checking out of my mind space
I'm feeling like my time's wasted when I'm not rapping 'cause I rhyme great
I'ma get off the internet for a minute no social media
I just wanna be in my space
No time to meditate
I gotta find a beat, write rhymes
And levitate
If you don't think
I could be one of the greatest rappers of all time
I guess I gotta set it straight

I don't blame ya
For not believing in me
Some people got no hope
But it's so dope
When I rhyme like this
At a time like this
When I shine like this
It could make somebody
Forget about the dark
I guess that's the point of making art
Expression
Show and impress 'em
Teach 'em a lesson
I need your attention
I'm stressing 'cause we all know life is blessing
But I've just been stressing
I got a confession
I'm messing with destiny
Stepping in front of myself
Now I'm blocking the entrance
Every letter, every word
Every sentence
I feel like I gotta mention
That it's all good, but it ain't all good
But it should
I guess that's just life testing
If you feel like you're messing up all the time and your mind is stressing out
Then you gotta get up and find the ground
'Cause sometimes life gets flipped upside down
When I go through the bad
And it's ends up all good
I gotta write that down
So if you don't learn something from my rap I just hope that you like the sound

Hey
It's Bob with the flow
I don't even need an intro
I'ma heat it up 'cause I've been cold
Be quiet and raise your hand's what I've been told
Man, that gets old
So I'ma let it all go with a pencil
Phony rap's what you want
But you get soul
My heart beats to the tempo
Life goes fast when you get slow
I used to fap, now heck no
I just rap with the best flow
Check my technical abilities
You feeling me, I guess so
It's so ironic 'cause nobody could understand me
Now they're hooked on phonics
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Hey
It's Bob with the flow
I don't even need an intro
I'ma heat it up 'cause I've been cold
Be quiet and raise your hand's what I've been told
Man, that gets old
So I'ma let it all go with a pencil
Phony rap's what you want
But you get soul
My heart beats to the tempo
Life goes fast when you get slow
I used to fap, now heck no
I just rap with the best flow
Check my technical abilities
You feeling me, I guess so
It's so ironic 'cause nobody could understand me, now they're hooked on phonics
Let's go

(Hoover) Dam
I gotta go after that
Ok, I'm Bob
I'm the master of rap
As a matter of fact
Yo, my bladder's intact
Got the flow still
Keep it so real
'Cause it's so chill
When you grow up
In Minnesota
Gettin' colder and older
Time's ticking I'm fricken checking out of my mind space
I'm feeling like my time's wasted when I'm not rapping 'cause I rhyme great
I'ma get off the internet for a minute no social media
I just wanna be in my space
No time to meditate
I gotta find a beat, write rhymes
And levitate
If you don't think
I could be one of the greatest rappers of all time
I guess I gotta set it straight
I used to be a featherweight
But now I'm heavy
Used to be off rhythm
Now my flow's so steady
Get the GoPro ready
'Cause I'm putting on a show
Betty Botter bought a little bit of butter, but her butter's no
Better than the butter that I bought her back in autumn
When her daughter thought her batter could've been a little better
With a bit of better butter all the stress you put me under it's no wonder that
I wanna be me this summer, like

Uh
I gotta go after that
Ok, I'm Bob
I'm the master of rap
As a matter of fact
Yo, my bladder's intact
Got the flow still
Keep it so real
'Cause it's so chill
When you grow up
In Minnesota
Gettin' colder and older
Time's ticking I'm fricken checking out of my mind space
I'm feeling like my time's wasted when I'm not rapping 'cause I rhyme great
I'ma get off the internet for a minute no social media
I just wanna be in my space
No time to meditate
I gotta find a beat, write rhymes
And levitate
If you don't think
I could be one of the greatest rappers of all time
I guess I gotta set it straight

I don't blame ya
For not believing in me
Some people got no hope
But it's so dope
When I rhyme like this
At a time like this
When I shine like this
It could make somebody
Forget about the dark
I guess that's the point of making art
Expression
Show and impress 'em
Teach 'em a lesson
I need your attention
I'm stressing 'cause we all know life is blessing
But I've just been stressing
I got a confession
I'm messing with destiny
Stepping in front of myself
Now I'm blocking the entrance
Every letter, every word
Every sentence
I feel like I gotta mention
That it's all good, but it ain't all good
But it should
I guess that's just life testing
If you feel like you're messing up all the time and your mind is stressing out
Then you gotta get up and find the ground
'Cause sometimes life gets flipped upside down
When I go through the bad
And it's ends up all good
I gotta write that down
So if you don't learn something from my rap I just hope that you like the sound

Hey
It's Bob with the flow
I don't even need an intro
I'ma heat it up 'cause I've been cold
Be quiet and raise your hand's what I've been told
Man, that gets old
So I'ma let it all go with a pencil
Phony rap's what you want
But you get soul
My heart beats to the tempo
Life goes fast when you get slow
I used to fap, now heck no
I just rap with the best flow
Check my technical abilities
You feeling me, I guess so
It's so ironic 'cause nobody could understand me
Now they're hooked on phonics
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Writer: Robert Hanson-Guerrero
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