Lyrics:
With Bob Horry, I'm never alone
Horry, waiting for you by the pipeline
Horry, waiting for you by the pipeline
Philip Seymour Hoffman, help me
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
Can I get an Amen? Woo!
So that's right BoB
When you stand on the shoulders
Of those who came before
You might just see far enough to realize
And by
the droptoptike
On the four wing island
By the port just vibing
Outsider
Never alone
Cause the sauce is vibrant
Breaking all moulds that you hold in silence
My
They think I'm the son of Bob Marley
All about the people like Garvey
Little do they know I'm a God-King
And I'm intelligent I think smartly
Woy yoy yo
like how I'm bummin
I need to get a McLaren, and have all that Fendi, that Prada, that's all on my belt
I'm always dressed up in checks and I swim
surprise, along the Palisades
The LA skies, a night I wouldn't trade
We were dancing by the fire in the pebbles on the bay
And then when it started pouring,
BRAVE IS BEAUTIFUL
JIM PETERIK, DOUG JOHNSON, ROB CROSBY
SILENCE WAS YOUR COMFORT ZONE
SECRECY THE STATUS QUO
YOU NEVER LET ANYBODY KNOW
WHAT YOU
Sidney crosby
I watch my mama chop a brick, no karate
We be couped like Audi
Tough as Teflon Don, no John Gotti
I told you before, I'm a rap star
Fast car,
the man whose house fell down
Harold Lloyd would hang from clocks
Crosby and Hope were always on the road
Call for the Keystone Cops
From these first
Let your heart be open to the truth
Love will always guide you to the truth
For us to be in ease we gotta' change the way we see things
Gotta'
Everyday there's a thousand things
That somehow pass us by,
Go cut through the noise
So you can know what love sounds like
I'm comin' to your
we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
There was new york jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
And every time that hed get full he was
your job
But you're gettin' on my nerves, just like Bob
Every time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers what to do
You lock me up cause
gone
And come morning
I am disappeared
Just an imprint on the bedsheets
I'm by the roadside with my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob's driving
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
view
Me and the fellas met up just to go to high school
Light it up
Don't come around here tryna act smart
You influenced by the media
Bullshit from
a ten-bob note up his nose
Such a mean old man
Such a mean old man
His sister Pam works in a shop
She never stops, she's a go-getter
Takes him out
I'm wanted for love
I'm wanted for love
I'm wanted by a girl named Gina
Her momma really thinks I'm fine
And when she asks me do you love her
I always
There she go
There she go
There she go
There she go
By the sunset
By the sunset
Yeah by the sunset
No days off no rest
Yeah by the sunset
By
see me stroll by
In the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye
I'm sick now, I think I'm catching glaucoma
Standing on the corner, looking for weed donors
This stoop is my throne, this hood is my home
And the sky's always blue by the brownstones
We in Brooklyn, it ain't no Beverly Hills
Basically we
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
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