Lyrics:
matters
Keeps me going, retains my sanity
The nights I spend alone when there's just
Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue and me'
Stevie died
With new ideas being told what they can and can't spit
I can't sit and watch it, so shit, I'ma drop it
Like it or not, you ain't gotta cop it
I
Now get down on your hands baby
Moving like that
Ain't nowhere that you can't take me
You supply
I'll supply the demand baby
I love the way you dance
That would never be the case, in case you ain't keeping up
I'm dishing out cases of that heavy bass
And them bassheads straight from the oppressor's
car window
I step all over your Margielas, you caught feelings
Yo' heart spinning, my bars illing
I'm Bob Dylan, I'm John Lennon, I'm authentic
Your
perks of being God's gift
I'm gift wrapped, they ain't gone never try me
It ain't only on phones I'm verified by Face-ID
Look. Trying to get closer
no you and me
There is just a blob
We could call it God
We could call it Bob
Hi Bob
Thanks for being
So complete
Thanks for putting me at ease
Thanks
I'm chillin
Yea I'm chillin like a villain
Bumping Andre 3000 and some Bob Dylan
Are feeling what I'm feeling, are you feeling what I'm feeling
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
Bitch, what you say hoe
I don't love your dog ass bitch
I never had love for a bitch, I'm about my money
Even if they murder me, I ain't going
carny killin
Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body
manic, I'm going in shock
Frantic, I'm trapped in a closet
Panic attack cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from movement
take no more
But I’m okay
Going nowhere with you
Going nowhere nowhere
Going nowhere with you
Going nowhere nowhere
Going nowhere with you
Going nowhere
shawty curvy
She buss a can a worms I'm there early
No dirt on my sweatshirt
And we the network
Align my pockets up the net worth
You know the deal
Bob
If you leave it up to me
I promise that we ain't going nowhere
We ain't going nowhere
Baby, we ain't going nowhere
If you leave it up to me
I promise
not no pistol
I'm the Don, call me mista (Mista)
Getting ready to slide
How you gon' speak on some shit you ain't try?
I keep a buckshot, it pop at his
Yeah so we can be honest
We don't play by the rules
There's no need to be lonely
Baby we got no issues
Me and you we ain't going nowhere
Me and you
me when I say these words to you (I love you, hey hey)
I am here
I'm here to stay
I am here
I ain't going nowhere
I am here (I am here)
I'm here
Time for you to find yourself
I ain't going nowhere
She said I ain't going nowhere
I been running all my life
I been running left n right
But a nigga
shit, I'ma drop it
Like it or not, you ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio, cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called I'm unbeatable
who giggle walking by
People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own
I guess that's
[Bob Marley (MC Lyte)]
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I wanna jam it with you
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I hope you like jammin'
don't know what things would look like
That's my why no matter what world I'm in
I'm accessible by only one satellite
Vernon
Dylan
And you in your
Nowhere I ain't going nowhere I ain't going
Nowhere I ain't going
Cause you know me, yeah you know me
Nowhere I ain't going nowhere I ain't going
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