[Lyric] Bob Gone (Damien Marcus Gwini)

Hook
They ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I tell ‘em straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song
They ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I tell ‘em straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song

Verse One
They ask me how I feel he dead
I tell ‘em straight, I’m black & I’m feelingless, the things I’ve seen and heard
I’m 30, I’m numb, I never call a hoe a spade
I say I’m 30, I’m numb, I never call a hoe a spade
All I hear are crying souls Bob sanctioned to dеath
All I see are broken families and orphans that hе made
I can only feel if it can bring Itai Dzamara back
I can only feel if Dread Jimmy is jammin’ on this bass

Hook
So don’t ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I’ll tell you straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song
Don’t ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I’ll tell you straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song
Verse Two
Bob aiva gamba, akapa vanhu minda
Though pakupa vanhu minda kune vakapihwa minda
Skiri rekukomba simba, inobva negosoro mimba
Vanyori vanonyora and vaimbi vanoimba

Hook
So don’t ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I’ll tell you straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song
Don’t ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I’ll tell you straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song

Verse Three
Vanondibvunza kuti ndakanzwa sei
Ndopeta maoko, musoro mudenga, ndoridza muridzo, ndobvunza izvo
Akanzwa sei pakafa mdhara wa Vidzo
Nevamwe vakawandawanda aiwa Bhobho aiva mhondi
2008 papakaipa yaiva hondo
Ma long nema short sleeves, waidamburwa ruoko
Mukoma wa Bara akangomuka ndokutotanga kuona ndondo
Ndafunga kule Kondo, takazongoona aama bondo

Hook
So don’t ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I’ll tell you straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song
Don’t ask me how I feel Bob Gone
I’ll tell you straight I’d rather turn the oven on and pop corn
Pen a song
Verse Four
They ask me how I feel a Pan Africanist dead
I tell ‘em straight I see no Pan Africanist there
All I see is a white man in a black man’s skin
The reason he don’t wanna see no dreadmun on tel-lie-vision
Said that I’m barbaric and I’m harmful to the youth
Just ‘coz he’s Christianized asi Musiki knows the truth
They ruining the land, they say they know what they doin’
But three little dreads are being seen at the ruins