Lyrics:
John 15:13
Words and Music by Bob Hartman
I wear my seatbelt in the car I buckle up for safety
I run for cover from the storm
I wear a band aid on my
lookin out
I drop signs like Crosby drop the babies
Enough to make a nigga go crazy
In the G building takin all types of medicine
Your ass thought you were
And beat us down in the fucking parking lot! (fuck you!)
Toljest, jump steady, and nate the mack,
Tagged icp by the train tracks!
And it was on, the dawn
Sell it right now sorry
Tem is breaks!
Tem learn about Tem history!
Tem learn good, ya ya you see?
You have shiny thing in pocket!
Give it to me P!
Tem
Chedder Bob will take control
The grip was loose as was foretold
So notice that they let it go
Afraid the truth will soon come out or other words they'll
felt her hand in mine and said "Your wrong about me"
"I'm a boy from a good family" I told her
The juke box played an out-of-time tune (So what's new)
getting money you cant tell me how to do it
Pull up in a rolls and I told you that's my new whip
Side by side when we sliding it be tandem
Tell me what's
a streetlight,
I could read it, it said "Please don't pass me by - I am blind, but you can
see - I've been blinded totally - Please don't pass me by." I was
(ayo)
You can not retire me (yeah)
I keeps it real in the field, Navy seal on the drill
Never stingy with my bills, plenty gravy I spilled
Recorded
soothes the lion's fur
Meek as a lamb he follows her
Wherever angels are
Sing me something
I asked the ice it would not say
But only cracked or moved
fantasy
A portrait that would never be
Can you feel me?
Can you hear me?
He had it all
And she wanted it
But she could not wait for him
She wanted more
a little herb and some nerds
spitting words, by the curb?"
Yeah that's me
Got Cali in our hearts, man
Music in our soul
And ganja is the answer
But reggae
damn door
Cuzz it takes oh some time
Yeah just let it unwind
Yeah and you'll be surprised what you find in the end
Cuzz I know all these gypsies
And I
red, it's blue
Don't believe what you read,
Do you believe what you read?
No, I don't believe what I read.
Never put it down in writing the old man said
Went to Carvel to get a milk shake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes
The car oh yeah there's money in my jacket
Somebody broke into
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinking a lot of times about back when I was a lad
Of the old
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
a better way to live
And why she stood by me in these past years God only knows
Cause there's been times when we hadn't had enough to eat
And too many
fuckin’ with it
Pockets fat these racks can’t fit in
Hmm
Don’t be too pissed by what I m spittin’
Cuz I kept
[HOOK ]
Bob and Weavin’ Bob and Weavin’
me to grab
But little does she know
That I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing
'Cause at the end of the night
It is her I'll be holding
I love you so that's
stunner shades on, and a tree in my roots
I got the Chi-town swagger, and I rocks it full
Yes, Mudville, baby, we don't take no bull
We keep it rockin'
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinking a lot of times about back when I was a lad
Of the old
goes out
It's a week-by-week charade
General panic in the marketplace
Boss found hung in office
Could not stand the pace
And as the peak-hour
He's got that funny name
An' ramblin' that's his game, that's it
He's Rambo, talkin' bout
Me!
We'll see (Piano)
They call him Rambo 'cause he's
Discuss these its the gypsy in me by bob crosby Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In