Muy Feo

Solo Bob Rok and DJ MAR

Press Start Ft. A.K Prod. Josh Skribb

Bob Rok and Greenlights music are back with a new single.

The Diss Connection

Song About  Songs Prod. Distorted Square

Hey Mikey! Ft. GREENLIGHTS MUSIC

Dallas Ft. Distorted Square

A single from Press Start produced by EQ Beats and featuring D.R.U

Random Thoughts Ft. Dru The Microphone Misfit Prod. E.Q Beats

Catch 22

Perfume LeRok

Marlon's Needles By BOB ROK AND DJ MAR

Guiltier Than God

Tom Waits By Bob Rok and Skribb

Underground Emcee out of Chicago. Get at me. BlacksheepNation

Blacksheep By Bob Rok and DJ MAR

Los niños perdidos de España By Bob Rok and Skribb

Let's Be Cops

I proudly present part one of "Windy City Of The Damned" 
(In Order of Appearance) 
"Landed" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
" Requiem" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
"A 70's Sitcom" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
"As Good As It Gets" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
"Land Of Lincoln" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
"Black Sheep Social Club" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
"Winded Belle" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR
"Solo" By Bob Rok and DJ MAR



WIndy City of the Damned The Beginning  By BOB ROK AND DJ MAR

I
 took the blank page
Turned it into flat pay
Put it in my jeans
As I exit out the back way
You know you're a prick
When your shirt got a last name
Your shoes cost a lot?
Man, I meant that in bad way
All I see is mannequins
 Managing they acne
Half you fucks you can't spit
The other half can't read 
Your beats are atrocious
Your subject matters hopeless
Careers short lived
Cause your lid lacks focus
They getting signed and dropped
As we we end another opus.
Under the bad sign
Bob becomes a bad guy
Born to form the sores
On these fake fucks backsides
I got a sharp tongue 
And my hands are made of cacti 
Loving the assumption 
That I'm just another fat guy
Sitting on the 60
Scratching words into a flat side
Rok and Dharma Monkey
Getting comfy till you act right
Another crowd shows love
Great Show good night

I weigh my options
Like brown bag lunch meat
I kept my shit real
Now you fuckers can't touch me
It's Bob and Monkey
Staying blue collar chill
Have a beer, take a seat
Ain't nobody getting killed

What's coming next
I should ask professor x
Maybe ask him in a text
With a picture of my chest
He can leak to the press 
I American impress
This Americas intense
Put ya hands against the fence
Better not have job
Feed ya kids 
pay ya rent
If you looking to advance
They will mess with every chance
Get that labor in there favor
Then start fucking with your fam
Turn your wife into a slave
Force your kids into a jam
And if you need assistance
Don't be asking it for land
Heres a gun
Here's gram 
Please go dance for uncle Sam
Money's had a long day
Being bitten like the hand
This countries all full up
Of Hypocrites and lambs
Hope your God's understand
Good morning Viet-nam 




I weigh my options
Like brown bag lunch meat
I kept my shit real
Now you fuckers can't touch me
It's Bob and Monkey
Staying blue collar chill
Have a beer, take a seat
Ain't nobody getting killed


Bob Rok

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