Lyrics:
Still post up round street
By now it’s all obvious to me
Been round places, regular basis
No matter what won’t leave
Yeah me I might get new places,
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
would get you seventeen, that's seventeen
I mean yesterday was everything if there's no hope for tomorrow
And money ain't everything, I can go broke
us some of the rumors that have emerged since the release
Of that album, and some of the things you've been through
[Lil' Rob]
Well let me put it like
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
and what Bob Dylan says
I think she's tryin' to turn me into Joan Baez
Oh Mom, can't you tell me where your head's at?
I'm sick to death of hearing about
Let's grab the pen I'm in album mode if you haven't noticed
The album was golden Pain Through the Scriptures went platinum
All in my inner circle
pimpin
Write my pain in the lyrics
Beat L’s I’m Bob Dylan
Say that i just smoke I’m just sniffin
Pullin up they will start trippin
Sharp blades Few case in
(Bob Dylan)
Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
been thinking bout?"
Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else
To pass the time
Had someone shave his
Hello, Boys and Girls.
This is a story that I like to call, ''Peter and the Wolf''.
Are you sitting comfortably?
Are you!?
Good, then let's begin....
[Originally by Bob Dylan]
Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh,
And you are
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
frith is tha man he be chillin like bob dylan and maxin like
michael and janet jackson....
ain't no body dope or sexy as him
he rhymes always get
back
And later that day we land at JFK
This trip's been long overdue
Buy an old camper van and head for San Fran
Just me and Dylan and you
From New York
to be like Bob Dylan
Until I discovered Moses
Saturday night and I was lying in my bed
The window was open and raindrops
Were bouncing off my head
cover's blown
The alter ego's been exposed
My true colors have been shown
Mom and Dad I'd let go!
Dylan
Nope
He's lost control
I locked him out
God rest
'm always rolling four deep Got the squad with me
For them i got endless love like i'm Lionel Richie
To the rest of you we like bob and whitney, you just
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
You know the haters, they always been talking, talking smack, saying I won't drop an album in three days
I'm proving them wrong with these singles
no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but
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