Lyrics:
timeless, on times, I was, too bent, and way too high man, way too high…
Wasted too much time man, now-a-days, by the end of the night, I'm just tryna grind
Clockwork, orange juice, and a few drugs
I waste away, decay like a flightless dove
Feels like my mind being consumed by drugs
You got me feeling like I'm
Yeah, you know who it is, uh
I go by
The unshakeable, zdot
If we wanna go, then we roll
Life been spinning outta control
But they don't know me,
mean, bitch, he ain't never touched a body
I heard he was speakin' on me, ain't gon' do his shit about it, stay your bitch ass in your lane
We done this
legacy forever here to stay (ooh-yeah)
[Chorus]
Reggae, oh reggae, your melodies so sweet
Guided by those smooth male voices unique
The bassline grooves,
I said that I wanted to stand on the shoulders of giants
Bob McDill, Kristofferson, Felice & Boudleaux Bryant
But something very different is about
don't know yet (I don't know)
I hang with the killers, I stay with the mob
I be on business, they callin me bob
The hardest of days are when my heart is
you ready?
I wanna take you way back
To when a girl on a mike?s worth
Wasn't determined by the length of her skirt
I mean way back to creativity before
Ah yeah..
I'm with this..
Ahhh yeah..
I'm with this..
Hey yo, kickin wicked rhymes like a fortune teller
Had a dog by the name of Old Yeller
it's us, back at it like smack addicts
Stuck with a bad habit, turn fans to fanatics
On a victory lap, we stop by in Pop-eye
I drop my last 16, so sick
and countin', dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third bentley by the time i'm at 9
I hear 'em cryin, "you gon' sell out" ya
Grimy New York is what you hear when I talk
If you get out of line you'll be outline by chalk
By far I don't see the competition no where near me
to stay.
Chorus
Welcome to the party in arizona (arizona) any time of year (any time of
year) we can party here (we can party) putting it down for
scoring
You swear that you lit by
Your image, reality speaking
We know that you boring
This lil' ho is chasing, I
Call her a sprinter
But I'm not the one
that I was raised on,
livin' on
I came from the streets
Was raised by the streets
That's why I give love for the streets
My neighborhoods thugs
(written by Bob Dylan)
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
Even If you don't know by now
An it ain't no use to sit and wonder why
Babe it
fault it'll cost them ---- still givin lip ---- Jesus peace crucifix ---- hello what's the noise about --- good by peace then I'm out ---- I have to stay
what is your name, tell me again, when bottles pop you wanna freak, let us begin. Play by play, swang my way. Head bob, hey baby make my day. Get it
the building with more bricks than Bob Builder
Heart froze with white hair and a broad shiver
Without true love, you know the cursed stay out-witted
A go with
munchilin ilian pilian on the
Mic yellin may-day, tryin ta stay away from he say
She say but, for ever jealous niggas still bring beef,
Villie still hit
right hand
And the blues fell mama's child
Tore me all upside down
Blues fell mam's child
And it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
CHORUS
Well, me and Bob and Molly are gonna hop right on the trolley
Meet Jim and Max by the railroad tracks and play a little kick-the-can
I hope that
chill and then go smoke a blunt
I'm feeling pretty decent got my head up on my shoulders
Supported by your pillow laying stoned up like a stoner
Just
Discuss these stay by bob welch Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In