Lyrics:
talking about some kern county valley shit
Building with the chiefs and the shamans
Wisdom is light, I've been on wide awake so who you think you bombing
A woman on the radio talks about revolution
When it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
You know it feels good to be
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
I'm a low brow but I rock
the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce or Billy Joel
They can't sing what's in they soul!
So "Untitled" it is
I never changed nothin', but people
Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker
Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Springsteen and Hunter
Ochs and Chapin, Mellencamp and Strummer
Billy Bragg, Jeff Tweedy,
to throw that sweet memory away
The book by Fitzgerald that I bought for your birthday
Is packed in a box with my love letters you saved
And you're taking
something to cut in case you has to
If he was on the island he'd probably rob a millionaire
And be known for wilin' out like Bob Dylan here
These clever
A woman on the radio talks about revolution
When it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
You know it feels good to be
into doodlebob
So I might just do the bob
Tell me nigga who the rock
Who really giving out the locks
All these girls is looking like Meagan Fox
And you
the riverside, the water is cool and wide
All my troubles subside, as I take in the outside
Down by the riverside, is where my soul feels alive
This is where
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
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
secrets
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
leave with secrets
From the land of Prince and the home of Bob Dylan
Emerges Good Times and I be freewheeling
It's Dylan Cozy, like my bed or leather couches keep my
Feet up on the ground but my head is in the mountains
Writing raps in my classes
Gang
Mac, Q, Most Dope
Ok, we in NY right now
But um, let's get it
Ok baby here I go
Tip the waiter
Tip the vallet
Tap dancin' on these haters
Life is
help
In our land of milk and honey, there's a man who is counting the stars
His name is old Bob, talk to him if you meet him, he is the one who will bark
the backyard
Working on a feast of barbeque
Aha aha ? kids are playing in the pool
Aha aha ? Uncle Bob?s so drunk again
Verse One
Beautiful, grand wide open
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
you know it feels good
Injured? Why is the sad cebu sad? Is the canoe wood or aluminum?
Larry: Oh look! There's me and Bob at Sea World! Oh, wow. Forgot about
That one. There's me
before night fall, somethin’ like a Nighthawk
My French Connection went and hit me on that night call
Now we got that Bob Dylan spillin’ through
The young’ns are coming up you
Older rappers are tense
You niggas is washed up sounding
Like the 3rd rinse
And yeah I’m judging you by your cycle
The highest
But even my flute playin' was ripped off by Jethro Tull
Even that Bob Dylan! That vocal style was mine
They did everything freely, and I didn't get
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
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