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Deep

Mustard

10 Summers

2014

I'm dodgin debacles like pot holes in Jamaica,
We cut down the weed, bury the paper on dem acres.
Martin had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do both

Mafia Music

Rick Ross

Mi-Yayo Cash Cartel 2

2009

dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow

Take Off

Bob & Doug McKenzie

One Hit Wonderful

1999

magic, eh? It's coming in. 
Well, that's like... 
It's like it was sung by angels. 
Hey, hosehead. 
Yeah, what? 
Guess what? 
What? 
It's over!

So Physical

We Are the Fury

Venus

2006

She's got a rat-tail hanging down 
Her bangs clipped off at the ceiling 
She told me I'm a rebel now 
Like a freewheelin' Bob Dylan 

everything's so

winning? Just
So that a nigga in the street
Can give me a fucking dap?
The same niggas that didn't buy
My album any fucking way
That downloaded the shit? Get

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

Bob Dylan at the gates
and as I passed by Inisfree
I called in on W.B.Yeats

ch I'm moving on, I'm moving on, I'm moving on
so won't you listen to my

ABSOLUTELY SWEET MARIE

WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see
I'm just

you were stranded on the interstate bitching 
about how your car broke down in a ditch and
you still found a way to make me a villain 
if hate made

I swear I'm no kid
But I listen to vegetables
45 minutes
The content's digestible
Plug in to Cordy
Then I get recording
It get kinda corny
But listen

a crip, like a rolling stone
Bob Dylan shit, karma know my name
But I still make her bust a split
Quiet guy in the darkest room
To the mic is lit wayne Jack

chose
Remember sitting in bob barker
I ain't never froze
Instagram his only field
That's where he's posted at
Free my niggas on level four
And the locs

Mr. Jones

Dark One Lite

A Guitar Tribute to Counting Crows

2004

Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue

Mama, You Been On My Mind
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat
An’ coverin’ the crossroads I’m standing at
Or maybe it’s

Let me present you
To the most significant man in my life
From this world, but only from this world
He's name is Bob Dylan
If you don't know him,

knows what its doing

Back there in the 60's - you know we put a man upon the moon
Worked out DNA - had time for Woodstock too.
We had Bob Dylan, Jimi

mad
What can I do to atone

My robot likes bob dylan
And the poems of robert frost
And on one snowy evening
Saved me when I was lost
My robot plays

cross-eyed thinkers
Aching for the pleasant spiritual affection of a sonic dynamite
in the hot scenery of night
Then I saw Bob Dylan and Timothy Steele

Make You Feel My Love (Live) - 张珈铭

Written by：Bob Dylan

When the rain is blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

I could offer

'em
They call me Bob Dylan, cause "I'm Not There"
Lowly woman, disgusting, I eat raw food
Expose myself to bacteria for sport
Tryna break through
If you

a bitch that won't stress me, I been through enough, 23, I protect my peace
City so cold, I keep Dylan and Dream, in the tuck, best believe I protect my

there can't be replaced
They made it cool in hip hop to snitch and that shit there be a disgrace
And the crown prosecute by the music we make got to keep

Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce

Every time I look at you, have to do a double take
'Cause you're a kaleidoscope of Kristofferson, Bob Dylan and John Wayne
Been swallowed by