Lyrics:
can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy
a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me, doggone it
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie
Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves
can be.
Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway,
Pull me back to that
Could feel Bob's pain or his need to get out
Don't ask me why or if he was sick
Don't tell it's wrong or drag Jesus into this
Your life is yours to live
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
from her again
I think it's because she associates me with that bad night
That ended at Bob Evans, and I understand
And on the way home, I said
three days in that ol Mexican jail
The boys of summer disappeared that fall
As the years flew by we grew up after all
Real life is running
of the
hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is played by the
accordion.
Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story.
"Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
"You're telling me!"
"Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
We could interest you in our Staffordshire plate?"
sins
Only post up when defence is needed
Fairly humble yet he's quite conceited
My dreams are the only motherfuckin part of me that I believe in
Shoot
got time to kill
I'm intricate to be up in it
So I defend every minute, cons hoping for dimes to deal
Perimeters occupied by a few chosen
To take
Look for me by moonlight
Hoof beats ringing clear
Watch for me by moonlight
Were they deaf that they did not hear
For he rode on the gypsy highway
She
young gypsy
Came and kissed me smack dab on my lips
She said, "Life is for living, you can put down your script.
You're already home...no point in wasting
reggae party
And it's alright
A tip from a gypsy (do re mi fa)
She said man you gettin' a tipsy (so la te do)
Hidin' from reality (do re mi fa)
In
the box she dropped on my head
You can drop me in the ocean if it's anywhere near her bed!
Big up the Bobs Beethoven too
Benzodiazepines
Big up Bjork
giving you Dap if you not the homie
Most of these niggas be sleeping on me
Now it’s rock a by baby, with macs and 380s
Ain’t want us to eat, but my niggas
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
a streetlight
I could read it, it said:
"Please don't pass me by - I am blind
But you can see -
I've been blinded totally - Please
Don't pass me by"
I was walking
me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends
Like two sweet peas in an even sweeter pod
I learned a lot from an mp3 now im rapping and my friends tryna rap like me c'mon! No I wasn't fuckin' raised in the streets but I still had it hard
can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy
BOY, RUST, DcVE cND CLcY,
BOY YOUNG TcKIN' cLL BETS, COME BRING Yc PcY,
WHEN IT COMES TO ScILIN' BUEY, ISLcND McN DON'T PLcY,
ScIL 'EM IN Dc HcRBOUR,
Gypsy girl why are you scared of love?
You say love it hurt you
Yes it did
But it's love that could save you
If you could let it back in
She
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