Lyrics:
Bob Dylan is my father, Joan Baez is my mother
And I'm their bastard son
Though my roots show through I'm just twenty two
I don't belong to anyone
pronto
Bombs go boom, throw two Glocks to Robocop
Look, mom, wow, my boob job's by Photoshop
Do not go downtown for colonoscopy
Doctors took Tom's foot, so
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
the problem, ok, I'm going to show you how you're causing the problem, and now I want you to be the solution. And that's what all of these songs are about, just,
I know the devil taught me sin
But when I was down and had no money mama told me win
And no matter what always show love but that's what brought me in
expense
I will not let you go plead the fifth (nope), I said it's because you're not innocent
Off of the rails I be crashin' it (skrrt!), throwin' the shade
whattup?
Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
by playin’ my song
Make all the kids scream along
Make the teachers think that something’s wrong but
No
That’s just not how it goes
I can get
Especially when you're not saved and you're not clean
Who you gonna be when you're not seen?
Was it chasing green that made the key to life?
Or was it free
a diamond then you dance on site
Be careful not to grab her hand too tight
You came in to my spot now show me what you got
Be smooth with your moving not
know what they doin'
And they tryna be clones
I'm ice cold, no Steve Stone
Unless you're in Austin, Texas
WWE, you niggas restless
You are not getting in
with it
Take off the hat, boy just admit it
Helping y’all out, I get paid by commission
Plays like Rondo all the rock I’m dishin'
With one wire I could
Hercules!
Break it down!
Break it down!
Break it down!
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what real hip hop is boy
"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm
misguided or feel, what would the word be?
A little bit not in tune with what's going on around you and you feel confused, you feel like you're just
of a man?/
(I’m just saying)
Syqnys
So you don’t girls that’s alright you’re gay
But you don’t like men, alright ok
So you join the priesthood kinda hide away
plane."
"American bandstand. And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark."
"Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do
the world is at peace
Two wrongs don't make a right so let these wars cease
I dream of helping others and sharing resources
And resent it bein taken by
got as big as Big Narstie
Now it's shrinking in size, Melissa McCarthy
I'm Dana Carvey
Trying to recreate the fame of Garth
Dick Ayoade, you're not Moss
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
man chick
You romantic
Not magic
You're natural
Real original
You are the final
You rocking with the star Bøb Sēro
The number one bwoy pon di resident
guessing
In my musical session, learn your lesson
Open your eyes
You're roped in disguise
We all know they're lies
We hope to survive
Open your eyes
You're
Come one, come all
The Ordinary Show has it all
They're not so short and not so tall
The Ordinary Show has it all
With a 9-5 and a perfect life
Even
it's show time now ma and I'm proud you're bearing your soul
And your beautiful hairline, sharing your gold with the masses
Cause masses they build up,
Taking the commons anyway
Cannot do anything about it
Not even a warrior 'cause you can't start war
You're not a fucking military
Such a lala bob
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