B.o.B - Missing lyrics

Uh seems like since we got a black president
Black people stop questioning the government
And that ain't no diss to Barack either
So Mutherfucker you can miss me
With that other shit i'm good for life
I don't really need another hit
You wanna bury me you better
Get the shovel and
You better make it deep enough where
No one will recover me
I'm Bobby Fucking Ray
I'm a modern day anomaly
Last year I did a show on a continent
In a country with a struggling economy
Who the hell you think paid for it all?
It sure ain't rocket science And
It sure ain't trigonometry
Drug money, drug money, drug money
Blood money, blood money, blood money
For god sakes there's an all-seeing eye
On the back of the dollar
We can't even trust money
You need to understand who you dealing with
These are like modern day villains
These are type of people that
Would kill a whole village
Build a fucking building and
Say it's just business
Who you think gave you religion?
Land of the free who you think built it?
And don't ever let them
Tell you nothing different
Cuz we know who did it if
I ever come up missing

I'm missing, I'm missing, I'm missing
Ten strands of my DNA is missing
Cuban Linx on my neck as they glisten
Listen up Mutherfucker pay attention
It's a New World Order that we live in
Lies on the lips of every politician
Man at night I pray to God for forgiveness
I just wonder if the
Big homie's still listening still listening
I wonder if the big homie's still listening
Still listening
I wonder if the big homie's still listening

I don't need a hook but for hooks sake
If I had a hook, I'd make the hook say
"Be a good slave, be a good slave"
(Be a good slave, be a good slave)
Everybody in my hood brave
Everybody in my hood slang
Every street got a freak
And they give her all the
Wood that she could take
I'm fresher than a faema coffee
Get it? I'm fresher than a FEMA coffin
I'm willing to die for mine
But, you the type of nigga
You'll call the police department
If you can't look in someone's
Eyes and be yourself
And speak the thoughts that's on your mind
You ain't got no reason to live
You on the sideline
You just a motherfucking slave
They got your mind tied up and it's missing

I'm missing, I'm missing, I'm missing
Ten strands of my DNA is missing
Cuban Linx on my neck as they glisten
Listen up Mutherfucker pay attention
It's a New World Order that we live in
Lies on the lips of every politician
Man at night I pray to God for forgiveness
I just wonder if the
Big homie's still listening still listening
I wonder if the big homie's still listening
Still listening
I wonder if the big homie's still listening

Uh, I know I appear to be quite severe
An unopen mind will consider me weird
Thats just how the Matrix has been engineered
Now lend me your ear lend me your ear
Not to strike fear more like Paul Revere
Not talking down on nobody at all
I just got some shit I think you should hear
Uh, Look i ain't acting like I got
All these facts and shit
But, if you calling me a liar
Look up in the sky
Look up in the sky you can see it happening
Uh, I'm not a activist
Just a young, black nigga with a half a sense
Cause there's ancient knowledge that
They hiding from us
And I think it's time that
We take it back again because it's missing

Last night I prayed to God for forgiveness
I know they listening, I know they listening
I know they got my phone
Tapped and they listening
Louis V's on my bag and the feds
Wanna know what's in the suitcase
Pulp Fiction
Am I the realest? Am I the realest?
Cause, I don't only talk about
It and I live it
But they don't want anyone to
Find out the truth
And if I'm right I'ma wind up