Lyrics:
Colonel Tom's
Written and Recorded by Melvin Knoblett
There is a place, 'bout five miles out of town
Where the Boatman cooks every Wednesday
fallin
For me
It's always a movie witchu
Not NLE but I'll take a Tom wit me when I cruise
If u step up yo yard'll get stomped by my dudes
Like a football
means I was retarded
Drank tequila
Hammered like Bob Vila in her apartment
I walked outside with Tom Knight, drunk
And we came up with this great idea
you're gonna find out soon
There's still some web for you
Whatcha gonna do?
It doesn't matter what they don't know
They really, really want you
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
By Bob Farrell & Eddie DeGarmo
Side by side by side by side
Walking together is the way it should be
Side by side by side by side
When you're
you eat, then keep it sweet y'all
Oh baby I'm so hungry
You got what I need
Let me get in there
Gemini keep my mind outside
I've been looking for
here says he thinks you're wrapped too tight.
“But, by the way thanks for playing ‘Moon River' last night”
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein
are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand
shocks down through my spine
"Welcome home! You're not known
You are all alone. You are alone
Don't worry your little head." Tom said
"I will put you in
support him
I never thought you would sell out
You're becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show
You walked right by me, I'm like
wrong
[Chorus]
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
Into the dawn before the light
Live or die by shades of gray
We
because 'e fucked me right up. N' I knew there was a problem, I still didn' know what it was even after 'e...I, I fucked!
Steve: I know that. Look, it's
Rap battle bob the Builder!
Versus! Bob Ross!
Begin!
Hey! The iller builder's arriving
To light a rhyme
Hey! Been redesigning bridges and
Houses
tonight you're
A be entertained by; ike willis on guitar and vocals; tommy mars on keyboards and 'jeezus'. you're also going to be entertaining yourselves
with the high-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And bob your body
That you are dreamin' about Texas
with the most precious gal by your side
And Bob Wills and his ol' Texas Playboys
playing every ballroom in sight
against demonstrators..."
"They called me a mother -(bleeped out)-ing so-and-so...and a white
facist...like they said, 'you're getting some of your own
while you're walkin' by a neighbor's home
You'll hear it faintly in the distance when you're on the phone
You're sittin' in a dentist's chair
And they've
Will somebody please help me
Don’t let me fall
Off the wagon going crazy
I might ball
I’m balling out like Tom Brady
Out to win it all
Private
of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah)
Now you're in New York (you're in New York)
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
give a fuck, I don't play
Bitch, you think you saw this basket first?
You're ass backwards like motherfuckin' Bob and Silent Jay
Illest shit you could
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
or pa dukes?
There's two scoops a raisin in the sun
Brothers try to rally up, then dilly dally for some room
Bird peckin', doulbe deckin', rubber
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