Lyrics:
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Job 13:22
I've been away for a little while
And I don't like where it takes me
Out of touch I'm going out
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
The torch I carry is handsome
It's worth its heartache in ransom
And when that twilight steals
I know how the lady in the harbor feels
When I
know (in the whole world you know)
There's a million boys and girls
Who are young, gifted and black
And that's a fact
You are young, gifted
By Bob Hartman
Based on Mark 16:15
You never tried to win more secular appeal
And water down Your message with a slightly different feel
You never
Aw, man, yeah
You ever be in the club, man
You get in a fight
People that you don't even know jump in?
You feel like you wanna hit somethin',
car
And you drove it off a cliff
And at a reggae concert
You knicked Bob Marley's spliff
Psychiatrists and doctors
Have had a look at you
They stated
it? Come now, boy, better stop
Tryna take me out? My advice is aim for the top
I know I make rapping look easy, but promise its not
Bob's Demo 2005
It's alarming how charming I feel!
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that
struggled, and his dad was a ghost
Still Bob was money when you needed him most
That was so long ago now it's been twenty years
Hit the class reunion have
It's alarming how charming I feel!
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real
See the pretty girl in that mirror there
Who can that
eyes
Then you take my hand
Finish my drink, say, "Shall we dance?" Hell, yeah
You know I love you, did I ever tell you?
You make it better like that
right
where you get the touch deh?
one piece of grabba you no how fi mix it up deh
pretty pretty no your spliff never ugly
bare bob marley she nuh roll no
It don't feel right, don't feel right, can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Yo, in
up, come on (come on)
Have me come for
[Bizzy]
One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably want to kill me will
your breath
The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation
Yo, you saw my lubrication
You can see this occupation (The winner)
Eh, you know we're
"You know who I am," he said
The speaker was an angel
He coughed and shook his crumpled wings
Closed his eyes and moved his lips
"It's time we
Christ who you all know of the catholic faith
Bob Marley use to talk about us (Exodus)
(This is our life's story)
Marcus Garvey use to talk about us (Know
in there too? Yo I know he’s chilling
Yo I just got the AMG kit on mine and it’s funky funky funky, funky
G: Word KMGD?
M: Word
G: How much it run
to stop you can tell me to shut up
'Cause I was born with this mouth and yes my horns poking out
And yes I'm devilish
I'm not Bob Marley but I'm so
"You know who I am," he said
The speaker was an angel
He coughed and shook his crumpled wings
Closed his eyes and moved his lips
"It's time we
Or if you're somewhere listening to Bob Marley
Then I know that you're somewhere thinking of me
Do you still pick up the seashells on that pebble
in a jam rock style
All the people them well versatile
Smoke it up in a Bob Marley style
Living it wicked and wild
Who loves it in a jam rock style
I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot
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