Lyrics:
real from my perspective
Its all about the company you keep (Know what I'm saying)
I'm headed east, bonfire on the beach
That's what I'm saying
Nostalgic
fool all the people all of the time
But if you fool the right ones, then the rest will fall behind
Tell me who's got control of your mind? your world
understood
Most of the time
I wouldn't change it if I could
I could make it all match up
I can hold my own?
I could deal with the situation
Right down
You think Oakland California is a city of punks
It only takes a second, to pop the trunk
And just like that you know it's real
You're in the right
Play a song
Lay lady lay
Bob Dylan
Shes on top
Tied me up
It all went
In a flash
Put her hands
Around my neck
Said take a breath
It's your last
I should
(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
Never learning how to swim out what I've sunken into, couch cushions
I'm dousing myself, doubting myself, why it feel like this all I'm meant for?
I'm not
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
all the cheat codes
I am the source, no remorse, I'll delete those
Yeah I've been runnin naked miles
It's the furthest from vain
I'm making colour out
all, but I got some news for you
When it comes to making music - you ain't the only one
Cause by the time you kids get there we old hippies been and gone
two, three
I went to war last night
With an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medic
I'ma do it till I get it right
I went to war last night
Bitch, I'm ballin' like I play for Berkeley
Not in second, in third, only first place
Don't be trippin', bitch, I had the worst day (A-A-Astro got it
like a son
365 Bitch I'm grinding ain't no days off
Right now Trappin overtime
All work dis not fa fun
I can't wait to tell my mom dis shit paid off
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
to the humble attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm still standing too"
Thought I had the Midas touch
And then I went platinum too
Mother fuck all
Diggin' it, then I'm lickin' all on that pussy, put it right there
Only wanna fuck the black bitches with the nice hair
Baby, bend it over, ass up, take
the White House make all drugs legal
I feel like Bob Dylan when he smoked out The Beatles
Been sipping on the red-rum
I think the only good cop is a dead one
martyr burns himself unusual
My Navarro seen tomorrow dreams that only you would know
Gaze at legions far
And you will find its all for you
Looking up
Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
Performer：Chad Stuart
Lyricist ：Bob Dylan
Ain't no use to sit and wonder why babe
If you don't know by now
Ain't
Yea
Uh
I see you bob
Yea,
Shoutout to my nigga bob
I be going hard cause I’m tryna quit my job
Gotta make it with this rap shit, On God
Gotta make it
Yea
Uh
I see you bob
Yea,
Shoutout to my nigga bob
I be going hard cause I’m tryna quit my job
Gotta make it with this rap shit, On God
Gotta make it
talk 'cause I'm doing hot
I'ma just come and get rich
You feeling tall the way you talking now
Is it still the same?
Well, I link his bitch and change
with me
Yeah
And it's all right here
And it's all right here
I got her friend on speed dial, just in case
I got the hotel jumping like it's my place
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