Lyrics:
Lord knows kant
Take a L again
Sliding down
On the blvd
When pass by
Keep a shell In
Gotta make back
To the fam
Anything can happen
Gotta stay
Dangerous kid
Lyrics as performed by Bob Dylan and Joan Baez, Hughes Stadium, Colorado
University, Fort Collins, CO, 23 May 1976,
Transcribed by Manfred Helfert.
my heart, just in my mind...
I'll be singing 'bout island times
For so long you've been on my mind
Down at old Bob's bar and grill, catfish stew
was never in my heart, just in my mind…
I’ll be singing ‘bout island times
For so long you’ve been on my mind
Down at old Bob’s bar and grill, catfish
to the top
life is a bitch den na girl i di bob
Fuck fame me I di find na ma Chop
I'll Never go against God like the story of job
stay away If u broke No
Told that lil bitch stay with me and I got her
Swear like clothes niggas fold on the partners
Tote hair triggers that Troy Polamalu
Stay with a stick
The carrot dangles and dodges and bobs yet
As I scoff, and dismiss its promise of glory
I thought I'd have gotten a taste by now
But alas, the cards
Wanna know my name, where I stay, when I play, when I pop out
Said I ain't into rubbing titties, why yo top out?
Motherfucker didn't pay?
Get
Stay back, I got the power, I'm
Jack the Ripper
Jack-Jack-Jack the Ripper
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the Ripper
King Hercules!
Lay, Lady, Lay
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you
the same
Some people in this world strive for change
Most ah dem wah the system stay the same
Lucky bob boneslade productions ehhhh
And with the Lord by my side, it don't matter what the call of life
Cause let me in, cause I was going for the ride
Aint blind, aint gotta sin to believe it
What the young trend settin musician I be
Got critics givin up the recognition I de-serve
Never bring yo mrs. By me
I'm it I'm it call me mr. I-t
If I
I don't make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I'm breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can't tell me shit
The opps stay mad at us we up, it's hard to stay alive
I cut that beam off of that gun cause that bitch hurt my eyes
They can't even see what's in my
Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine
Now I roll up torpedoes, get blunted with Rastas
For a hefty fee, I'm on your record like Bob Costas
I own so many
Words and music by bob seger
There's the neon sky that I know so well
There's the smoky room where I chose to dwell
Though I hear your heart many
No such thing as the limit
I’m out here shinin
Cuz I stay grindin
I’m out here shinin
Cuz I stay grindin
I’m out here shinin
But y’all could neva
the beginning I do not make the rules
Bro be cool
Lost a couple thousand told me stay in school
I'm Bob the Builder, made like half a band was tryna cop a tool
I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Dragnet
Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the magnet
I'm so rope, they call me Mr. Roper
When
my ride and cold macked it
Yo Tip, I tell you man the devil's tryin it
But I'm goin to stay strong cause I ain't buyin' it
Tonight I'm taking Sherry
mind your business
I'm a connoisseur better check my monitor
Had it all from the dirt
I was groomed by the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was
to make me feel left out?
Took a little past time to the Met, I learned my lesson
New girl that I'm with right now is way more than a blessing
She stays by
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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