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think I'm bad, they say "Oooh he's so evil!"
'Cause I go on blind dates, with actual blind people
But my album's out the store, yours be on the shelf
I
Simple Twist Of Fate
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle
my story, you know what I'm sayin'
And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it?
He was on Friday Night Lights?
Nah nah, he did it
Bob Dylan, you get your drugs from a comic book villain
You get your heart from Al Capone, get your mojo from Joey Ramone
And you find yourself no
Forgetting Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce or Billy Joel
They can't
the White House make all drugs legal
I feel like Bob Dylan when he smoked out The Beatles
Been sipping on the red-rum
I think the only good cop is a dead one
the flood
I still want justice for Ahmaud,
Rodney Reed and All of the above
I go by facts and not emotions
While it's still America I've freely spoken
I'd
at Bob Dylan!
Whatever ya do, the most important thang is to nevah NEVAH practice! That'll kill yah originality! And yah have to sing preferably with
a few songs now I'm laying in bed and
All I can think is how my brain is shredded, hearing my album is something you've dreaded
Like Proof at The Shelter,
Looking For Suzanne
Bob is a trucker out in Phoenix,
He drives that 40 once a week at least,
And lately when he's headed out to Tenessee
He thinks
Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker
Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Springsteen and Hunter
Ochs and Chapin, Mellencamp and Strummer
Billy Bragg, Jeff Tweedy,
About the time the late and great Jimmie Rodgers
Career came to an end
Another young fella by the name of Bob Wills
Was makin' preparations to become
Sometimes I'm Bob Dylan put blood on these tracks, for real
So, God-willin' you'll feel what I'm spillin'
Yeah, I never quit, I'm still syndicatin' up
Me
you part of my dream
If I can be part of
Yours" Bob Dylan said that
"I'll let you part of my dream
If I can be part of your reality"
I said that
him hoping that he's listening
Said that they tried to give
Him like a hundred years
What a coincidence, I was bumping some Plies
I can taste the salt
Bob Dylan was sculptin' the silence
On the night she left forever
I listened to her footsteps goin' down
Convinced myself I would feel better
She
Wallace, David Foster Wallace
One day I fell asleep with my headphones on
Playing Bob Dylan, Playing Bob Dyaln
One day I fell asleep with my face in a book
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
other
Now im just chillin like Bob Dylan
This is a meditation in an emergency
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Its half past ten in the evening and you
don't do drive-bys (nigga)
He don't want his bitch out the house, he got a child lock (he got a child lock)
He a throwback pic baller, ain't been fresh
Jokerman
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
or anyone in my clan
Touch me or anyone in my clan
Make you leave like a clown fucking turnaround fucking turnaround
I'm like Bob Dylan but I got a mission
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