Left Field Lyrics

by B.o.B

[Intro]
The League Crew.
[Man talking]
Aye Bob! Get ini here man! Your set's ready man!
You're going live in 5, 4, 3, 2...

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[Announcer talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, you are at Rebel Rock Cafe.
And who we have coming to the stage is none other than B.o.B.

[Crowd jeering]
B.O who? What? The fuck is that? I don't know who that is.
Who is B.o.B?

[B.o.B talking]
I don't really have shit to say. (Booo!) How y'all doin' tonight? (Fuck you nigga get off the stage!)
I got a little song (Don't nobody give a damn.)
I wrote on the way over here. (Fuck that nigga.)
Check it out.

[Chorus]
I know that I'm
Left field to you, field to you, field to you
But don't it sound so
Real-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya
Tell me how it
Feel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-you
Now don't it feel lovely? [x2]
Now don't it sound lovely? [x2]
I agree

[Verse One]
I'm playing out the left
Was raised up in Decatur
So I'm straight up out the deck
And G.A. is all I rep
And so they say that I'm obsessed
I grew up in the struggle so
Maybe I'm depressed
But being in the struggle is what
Gave me my success
This ain't your imagination
I ain't fakin it unless
I don't mean what I say
But what I say is what I stress
And I ain't really catholic but
Daily I confess
I ain't a Christian rapper or a civil activist
But everybody feel me because I say the realist shit
I see why haters get all mad I don't brag
So here is what I got to offer
Words of wisdom so that you can get your mind altered

[Chorus]
I know that I'm
Left field to you, field to you, field to you
But don't it sound so
Real-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya
Tell me how it
Feel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-you
Now don't it feel lovely? [x2]
Now don't it sound lovely? [x2]
Uh huh

[Verse Two]
I'm lovely like the left field
I know I ain't around shorty but I rep still
Don't get to thinkin that I'm different
Because of the record deal
Turnin' hollywood, c'mon is that real?
And still I got alot of agony
And stress on my chest
Cause the world ain't right
So I gotta come left
I'm a keep it 100 to the day that I rest
So take a deep breath, I guess

[Chorus]
I know that I'm
Left field to you, field to you, field to you
But don't it sound so
Real-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya
Tell me how it
Feel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-you
Now don't it feel lovely? [x2]
Now don't it sound lovely? [x2]
I agree