Lyrics:
twenty years time
Your Cherokee lover, Blue Duck was his name
He loved you in the sand hills before your great fame
I heard he stopped a bullet in 1885
Jim Reed by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon
Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He rode with
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me
And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh how He
in, we take all of your shit
And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it
I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas
Hey Bob it's been awhile since I wrote to you
I heard you're in Montana now about to make a move
New York is always great and London has its trains
and get 'em all open
The theories, the stories, the truths, the myths
Its all therapy, on top of turntablists
This indutry's big, so big in fact (and fat?)
moderation
Two more pots and then it's back on the job
We'd drink in the town and country
Where the atmosphere is great
I'd love to have a beer with robert
Cos
And we will never be this young again
So full of fire and rebellion
Now shoot the night just like it's medicine
And we all will be born again, again
the Zealous
Flows Loc Bob Marl Team move like Exodus
Too much Power can turn a weak mind Narcissus
Every breath I take I live to be great
Theres no success
the Zealous
Flows Loc Bob Marl Team move like Exodus
Too much Power can turn a weak mind Narcissus
Every breath I take I live to be great
Theres no success
the dark matter non exist astronomy
The druggy bring laughter then monstrosity its probably
Problems in his life lead gibbosity I honestly
Improvise in
love me
When I'm in the streets
You would die you'd bleed
See when life threw punches at
You ain't bob or weave
Can't believe it turned this way
Girls
on having his craic on this sunny day in June
Saying do the do the do the Bob Marley
I'll sit back relax today
My troubles and my worries won't be getting in
Slumped in ya seat & my eyes seem Chinese
It might be what we puffin boy this blunt is a beast
But we gonna get it anyway got to get the pay go in high
Ah fuck, there he go again
Talkin' 'bout hoes and dough again
Yup, can't hold it in
I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend
But, back when I was
hug again
Then your sweet smile finally came
You make me wanna love again
It's the pound in your heart like a drum
Finally makes me feel some without
curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight
Let's make a little candle
And then a little later on
We'll make a little love to that old Bing Crosby song,
they hate the way I glow, like this
Cause it’s something bout my shine
You gon miss it every time, yeah
Like B.o.B, I be lowkey
Stranded make them
ole pad
Cuz we crashing with my sister and its getting too cramped
It’s like 7 of us banging on the door to take baths
And I hate that shit to be frank
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
a fan (woooo)
Issa jane ride
Listen to that J-ROC (aye)
How that bass rock
Kick it hear the bass drop (let's go)
Callmebob be in the booth, so you know
's a Wonderful Life'
'Cause curled up by the fire, it sure rings true tonight
Let's make a little candle?
Then a little later on, we'll make a little Love
Oh, you did it to me once again my friend
I swear you do it to me everytime
'Cause you stay crazy on my mind
Yo you got it goin on (say word),
that
If they ever watch TV again, it'd be too soon for them
Bob never yells about the picture now, he's having too much fun
Judy's in the bedroom,
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