Lyrics:
cruelly has beguiled me"
"Oh woe, that the blood of that ruffian boy did spring in my body"
Jack O'Rion sped off to his own house, saying "Tom, my boy, come
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
And when I was awoken
By the parents who proclaimed the legend
It was the life force to find you again
that emptied the ink of my pen
And sent me back
Get me out of here
Get me out of my head
Save me from my fears
All I can hear is the echo
Echo-oh-oh-oh-oh
And I'm always fighting
But I'm always losing
storico
Flexo, flex
Zio, chill, ok my bad, I'm back
Rollin Stoned due
Questi si investono uguale a me
Ma non c'azzeccano fra
You gotta feel it then you
an island, do you not see that I need you?
As you need me
A year, months, any weekend
Is no match for my loyalty
I'm sweet, jumping to your defence
an island, do you not see that I need you?
As you need me
A year, months, any weekend
Is no match for my loyalty
I'm sweet, jumping to your defence
the box she dropped on my head
You can drop me in the ocean if it's anywhere near her bed!
Big up the Bobs Beethoven too
Benzodiazepines
Big up Bjork
Another day
Spent locked away
Inside my mind
It's hard to find
A reason why
I'd even try
Empty, but I'm
Still wasting my time
Just getting by
smoking' by the pint
Little shortie, see you at night
Crowd on there feet, while im on the stage
Why they come to me, when they see I made a change
Life is
light dies
Lift me up
Above the skyline
Echo's in my mind
Whisper to hold on
Lift me up
Above the skyline
Echo's in my mind
Whisper to hold
ho-hoppin'
My girl Jilly want to be like Jackie
Fat rope chains and I think that's wick-wacky
Tom and Dick want to be like Harry
Little do they know he's
Bob
Bob got it goin' on with no job
And everything Rob got he got from Robin
And everything she got she got ho-hoppin'
My girl Jilly wanna be like
Bob Tem?
Tem did not go to Cool leg to think hard)
I'm Bob i'm Bob i'm Bob i'm Bob
(They didn't pay me enough to
Come up with more lyrics hi i'm Bob
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
then leaving me
Going your own way
Leaving me surrounded by these
Knocking echoes
Echo
Echo
Echo
Echo
These knocking echoes
This knocking echoes
Echo
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old G-M-C
We had some moonshine whiskey
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-all
Bob Dylan's here
And what a slippery son of a gun
If he was ever in my sights
I'd probably melt down like
Big Benjamin's, my etiquette
Black shades on, black excellence
Big ego, yea settlin'
Turn the lights on, Tom Edison
Oh, we on we on like we are
the girlies in the back seat
the 5-0 cant catch me
and if you want me you can find me
i'm puffin on the bob marley (bob marley)
i got my homie riding shotty
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