Lyrics:
like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It
rock grooves and make moves
With all the mamas? (Uh, I'm VIP)
The back of the club
Sippin' Moët is where you'll find me
It goes V to the IP, very
it they will come kill us?
Young nigga trynna get weathy like Bob Dylan
This one for the city now who gonn be top billing?
I really be talking money
I found a picture of you in black and white
Looking like Bob Dylan's disciple
The only thing left is a spark in your eye
In the ashes of rock
poppin', man
I be on the move, gotta catch me when you can
Might see my face on the movie screen
Hypnotize you, frame-to-frame, and scene-by
at the Laundromat is convenient
But not very punk rock
My job is to arrange things
Created by other people
Capitalism is the most natural of all social systems
Ndamukong, the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my autograph
'Cause that cougar's a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I sure would fall
on my horse, suckin' dick to Bob Dylan
Don't think twice, it's alright to get filling
Another girl by sundown, God, lord willing
I'm a born sinner, know
books
But let me be - can't you see - I know what I'm doing
They say I'm too old to rock - too old to roll
But my guitar - it still got that soul
Hey do
couldn't make up my mind
And that made me the villain
We were way too high
And walking on the ceiling
I fucked her friend on the side
Bumping Bob Dylan
I'm
Hop Knowledge)
Josh Morton Music (you are now rockin with)
Beats by Jayree (you are now rockin with) (you are now rockin with)
You are now rockin with
But but, no hard feelings
Prayers to the sky like there's no ceilings
Electric flow that's Bob Dylan
Can't knock us down cuz we been kneeling
This
Richard's style and sass
Bob Dylan would still be Robert Zimmerman
Sister Rosetta & Etta James
Helped light the burning fuse
And there ain't no rock
gotta catch me when you can
Might see my face on the movie screen
Hypnotize you frame by frame and scene by scene
Stayin' fly while I keep it fresh
hear it
At least you can brag to ya friends back at the gig"
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib
Big brother was
hear it
At least you can brag to ya friends back at the gig"
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib
Big brother was
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
thing
A lot of parents like to think I'm a villain
I'm just chillin', like Bob Dylan
Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me with my brain
I might be
the socket (oh, oh)
Give me fifteen, I'ma rock it, Apollo
I'm the act NASA won't be able to follow
Beyond the moon, I'm the universe they can't get
of the car, long hair
Oowee, you're coming with me
Said the local police
And it's all because
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
of the car, long hair
Oowee, you're coming with me
Said the local police
And it's all because
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
be
The world's most elaborate joke
Have you heard the old joke about the musician
Trying to be the next Bob Dylan
All of his hopes for his future
know me, you a prophet
I've been the plug, all I needed was the socket (oh, oh)
Give me fifteen, I'ma rock it, Apollo
I'm the act NASA won't be able
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