Lyrics:
of our sorrow
And the clouds follow, we was just like
Just like lightning in a bottle
Burnin' electric blue
Just like gunshots in the hollow
Echoin'
for diamonds
Roses are red, the sky is blue
I got my barrel at 'cha neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me, the wind in my
New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
Save poor Bob if you please"
Yeeooo, standin' at the crossroad
Tried to flag a ride
Ooh ooh eee
I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know
The nighttime hears the wheels rush by
While lovers are fast asleep
There's Bob Wills and a ten piece band Rollin in an ol' Flex Bus
He played last night in
Wallace, David Foster Wallace
One day I fell asleep with my headphones on
Playing Bob Dylan, Playing Bob Dyaln
One day I fell asleep with my face in a book
I'm dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed, bury the paper on the makers
Martin had a dream, Bob got high
I still do both
Navy blue
But the seats all cream in the coup
Tell yah friend she can come wit us too
But she can't do me gotta chose
And that stick too
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
to where it hadn't been
My brother Jamal, he can rest in peace
Just knowin' you helped man get where they're goin'
All makes sense in the mind of a poet
Bob if you please
Standin' at the crossroads, tried to flag a ride
Whee-hee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, everybody pass
to blue, yodel number one
We love Hank and Lefty
Bob Wills, Ernest Tubb, and Johnny Cash
But if we had to pin point
The start of who we are
Or who we go
This that flame under a spoon flow
In layman’s terms I’m too dope
Niggas can’t stomach the beef they hate menudo
The main ingredient in menudo is
a drink of water. I'm about to choke up
That's cocaine blues.
We got a special surprise for, you fellas
And especially for one fella.
In a few minutes we're
SAN ANTONIO ROSE
(Bob Wills)
Deep within my heart lies a melody
A song of old San Antone
Where in dreams I live with a memory
Beneath
Okay
No Ceilings, motherfucker
Good morning
Dick in your mouth while you're yawning
I'm goin' in
Gudda, why they started me?
Marley, why they
that times were not so great
When Bob Marley wrote One Love
But he did it anyway
She painted white clouds on a blue wall
Breeze blows through the window
would have killed him with a few blows in no time at all
Mceldoo began to howl and to growl, by my soul
He threw an empty bowl at the shop keepers head
nobody solidified like this trilogy (Deadly Three)
Can't compare me
I'm doing this differently, impaired by my God sent abilities
Blue rose, challenging
King Coast, Bob, Bob, a hundred plus
Still runnin' numbers up, still done enough
But it's still like I ain't done enough
Keep them blue face hunnids
three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the king, yo, I'm from the Empire State
(true)
This is true Manchu, and who you, fams too?
Better have they face in the game like the Blue Man Group
I know you smell me (woo), I make it funky
Virginia country folks come out to play
Run down to North Carolina make a stop in Greenville
Head on over to Myrtle Beach, House Of Blues y'all know
I thought the tropical breeze
And añejo tequila
Would do what it should
I thought that beach bonfire parties
And songs by Bob Marley
Would make
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