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Curbside Prophet

Jason Mraz

Waiting for My Rocket to Come

2002

I'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket

I'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket

Curbside pikc up 
Curbside pikc up
You slippin on that corna it's a stikc up
A jewelry drive thru curbside pikc up

Curbside pikc up  
Curbside pikc

Aye pour me up another cup fool
You already know where we headed with this one
We curbside with it

We curbside serving
So much working that my wrist

my curbside service to a life of sin

[Verse 1]

I ingest wack cats spit em out bring em back
Exhaust release on track, enter exit wounds back
Check

syrup ties
Bending like a ruler on yo' curbside
I was out my body when Lil Surp died
Purple hearts forever watch the birds fly
Sipping lean I got syrup

to the curbside

(Uh huh)
(Yeah)

Cities, cities scream my name
Every day I crave the fame
Smelling all the smelly games
Take me to the phantom rave
Take me

Daisies bloom inside of you
Time will slow, stay untrue
You're better off sleeping soft
The curbside's flipping you off and you're down
So hang

Da da da da
Once winter arrives
Can I still sit by

The curbside?
The curbside

The moon seems eager to rise
I wait for you to drive by
The birds in

You make me the happiest girl in the world
You're a cat crawled into my lap
Magically the curbside flowers grow
Curbside flowers grow
The breeze may

Ohhhh yea yea

I been outside tryna stack it up
You can hit the curb side or ill deliver

I been outside tryna stack it up
Hit the curbside or ill

of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
And a curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling

Hearing lies told from the past times
Why does every mystery have a bad side
Dead rose pedals on the curbside (Curbside)
Gotta say I'm different baby
One

Hey
Is there anyone to come out curbside
And bat their booted feet in the pothole hell
I'll hold tight until you arrive to tell you

I still see rats

the only ones
You're just another corporation
Used in court of law
To excuse state genocide
Google god
Meta bod
Curbside fame (anti-fame)
Metal rain
Google

Wednesday, Thursday
I need curbside service
I need roadside service
Bitch, I put you on game, gave you purpose

Ooh, cut you bitch, I'm a surgeon
Need

The curbside penny you just threw away
Could be the change that you might need someday
Kicked to the curb and thrown away
Stepped over each and every

a homicide
Tell his mama last time was the last time
DOA a nigga leave em’ on the curbside
Is you ready, is you ready pull a homicide
Is you ready for that

Pulling up to curbside poetry
Accidentally
I see all this beauty
For free
Lightning bugs and moonlight
One burns innately
One needs the night
Glowing green

The curbside penny you just threw away
Could be the change that you might need someday

Kicked to the curb and blown away
Stepped over each and every

Hit the gas and I damn near swerved
Whiteboy too wavy they think that I surf
Curbside service pull up when I serve
Been touchin different color money

now
Baby yeah you left me on the curbside, yeah
Was drownin' in the Henny, had to get right up
I'm married to the money, bet it hurts right, yeah
But

ain't spin when his wings got clipped
Curbside my guys gangbang
Run down on a bird and we killin
Flap got beat out his nest
Got left inna trash by

nigga smoke it up
If you ain't filling up that backwood you can't smoke with us
Baby break it down bring it back up baby fuck it up
Curbside with the gang