Lyrics:
getting money you cant tell me how to do it
Pull up in a rolls and I told you that's my new whip
Side by side when we sliding it be tandem
Tell me what's
Man i hate it when I'm in the club
Or out on the streets and
All these cats run up on me
Talkin bout what they doin, and
Who they set the liquor
Gypsy player, violin
Play it for me only
Can't you see the mood I'm in
I feel sad and lonely
I remember days gone by
With each tune to guide me
Last week, uh, in Nashville, Bob Dylan, one of the top writers
Well, I don't need to tell you who Bob Dylan is
The greatest writer of our time was
through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way"
He rose
up we didn't know if we were drunk or stoned
Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail
Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head
They been kicked out
made it here,
I can make it anywhere,
Yeah they love me everywhere,
I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my dominicanos
Right there up on broadway,
and the redwood In the sky
Now we never talked about the time my mistake took away his sight
Gypsy had accepted that he said Rex makes it alright.
We made
y'all can't see me
Dipped off in a big Dodge Cowbeezy
Bad lil' thot, she a vibe come see me
Uh, she want it right now, she needy
Jumping in the pussy
the brothers on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out
on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He
It was the gypsy who read the fate in my hand
She didn't like my face and cursed me to be damned
She said, "My child, this is the end of line,
Kneel
nights
Have ransomed moments by your side
You're home for the gypsy heart
You're home for the gypsy heart
This forest, emerald green
My refuge in its
me to grab
But little does she know
That I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing
'Cause at the end of the night
It is her I'll be holding
I love you so that's
me and Bob Marley
That we'd need to head to the creek with Chris Farley
Down by the river where my people like to party
Aye, it's like I on't dance
Gypsy player, violin
Play it for me only
Can't you see the mood I'm in
I feel sad and lonely
I remember days gone by
With each tune to guide me
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
ran off
With the sauce bob ross Used to draw glocks
Now I draw art like Basquiat off tops
Y’all lost in the sauce, bout to get got
I don't do it for
conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave
VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless
of work he likes
Is not to be employed
Life's so easy for a gypsy boy
But if you're just a gypsy in your heart
And it's hidin' in an undiscovered part
You
said it was time to go
So we closed our eyes and said goodbye to Gypsy Angel Row
Felt so right
Together we moved like spirits in the night (all night)
said it was time to go
So we closed our eyes and said goodbye to Gypsy Angel Row
Felt so right
Together we moved like spirits in the night (all night)
the water is dead
Bob Marley, I'm burnin'
Bob Marley, I'm burnin'
Got me ballin' like Irving
And the world keep turnin'
In a suburban, I'm swervin'
if 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
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