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Datos de B.o.B. Nombre Verdadero: Bobby Ray Simmons Jr.Nombre Artístico: B.o.B.Donde Nació: Winston-Salem, Carolina del Norte, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 15 de noviembre de 1988Edad: 35Nacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Alternative hip hop, dirty south, pop rockActividad: 2006 - ActualidadInstrumentos: Voz, piano, guitarra, trompetaOcupación: Cantante, compositor, productor, músico multiinstrumentistaDisquera(s): Grand Hustle, Atlantic Records, Rebel RockRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es B.o.B.? Bobby Ray Simmons, conocido en el medio artístico y musical como B.o.B; o también como Bobby Ray, es un músico, multiinstrumentista, compositor, productor discográfico e intérprete estadounidense. Nació el 15 de noviembre de 1988 en Winston-Salem, Carolina del Norte, Estados Unidos. Se empezó a conocer en 2009, luego de la edición de su sencillo debut "Nothin 'On You". Tuvo la participación del reconocido cantante de música pop y R&B Bruno Mars. Significado del nombre B.o.B es una apócope de su primer nombre. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar B.o.B aprendió a tocar trompeta desde niño, participó con ese instrumento en la banda de su escuela primaria hasta la secundaria. Sus padres deseaban que el niño continuara con su educación formal, pero él decidió en sexto grado que quería seguir una carrera musical. Al respecto expresó: "Siempre me han apoyado. Consiguieron mi primer teclado para hacer ritmos y me ayudaron a conseguir equipos... Pero fue un poco difícil para ellos entender lo que realmente estaba tratando de lograr". Sus progenitores comprendieron que en ese momento el muchacho usaba la música como
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Bob - Psycadelik Thoughtz Lyrics


[Ponte]
Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees
and I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me,
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool
you ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog
Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees
and I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me,
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool
you ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog

[Verso 1]
I'm searching for an outlet
tryna charge my phone
Looking through my contacts
ain't no one to call
Questions that need answers,
looking for escape
I'm just looking for that high,
can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?

Imagine modern day civilisation
as we know it just collapsing
Television screens and news reports
just serve as a distraction
Propaganda got our minds so flooded
that we just paddlin'
Damn it, drowing for air,
we keep gaspin' for breath
I take a step, you take a step, I take a step
Living out our dreams till nothing's left,
till there ain't none left
Bury me in honor,
we will not forget to fallen soldiers
I pay respect, I pay respect, I wear the burden
Of the world ever since I travelled on a jet
To a far away place in a
third-world city where
the whole damn country was oppressed
Couldn't help my stomach what I saw
but still my conscious was upset
With all the money in the world
I really wanna but I can't express
Some thoughts trapped inside my head
so I roll a blunt to ease my stress
I traveled to Usa
where people constantly obsess
Over all this shit that wouldn't matter
if we knew what was ahead
Signing off,
psychedelic thoughts running through my head

[Ponte]
Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees
and I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me,
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool,
you ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog
Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees and
I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me,
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool,
you ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog

Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?

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