I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket to come I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket y'all
You see it started way back in NYC When I stole my first rhyme from the M-I-C At a west end avenue at 63 It's the beginning of a leap year February ‘96 win a guitar picked it up in the mix I committed to the licks a like a nickel bag of tricks Well Look at me now Look at me now Look at me now, now, now, now
I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket to come I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket y'all
Well then you’re never gonna guess where I been been been And I have no regrets that I bet my whole checking account Because it all amounts to nothing up in the end Well you can only count that “On The Road Again” Will soon be on my radio dial And I been paying close attention to the Willie Nelson style Like a band of gypsies on the highway wild I’m a one-man mission on the California skyline Drive up the coast and I brag and I boast because I’m picking up my pace, I'm makin' time like Space Ghost Raising a toast to the highway patrol at the most But my cruise control’s on coast Cause I’m tourin’ around the nation on extended vacation See I got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitations I say, “I like your style crazy pound pup! You need a ride? well come on girl hop in the truck"
With the curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket to come I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket y'all i'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and i'm waiting for my rocket to come on i'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and i'm waiting for my rocket y'all
See I’m a down-home brother red-neck undercover With my guitar here I’m ready to play And I’m a sucker for philly got a natural ability geared to freestyle look at my flexibility Dangerous on the MIC My ghetto hat's cocked right All the ladies say, “Yo, that kid is CRAZY!” We got the backstage Betties takin’ more than they can get They say, “whats up with M-R-A-Z?"
Hey hey hey! Somethin’s different in my world today Well they changed my traffic signs to a brighter yellow
Hey hey hey! Somethin’s different in my world today Well they changed my traffic signs to a brighter yellow I'm just a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, And I'm waitin'for my rocket I said a waitin' for my rocket to come now curbside..come now brother.....
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I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket to come I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket y'all
You see it started way back in NYC When I stole my first rhyme from the M-I-C At a west end avenue at 63 It's the beginning of a leap year February ‘96 win a guitar picked it up in the mix I committed to the licks a like a nickel bag of tricks Well Look at me now Look at me now Look at me now, now, now, now
I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket to come I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket y'all
Well then you’re never gonna guess where I been been been And I have no regrets that I bet my whole checking account Because it all amounts to nothing up in the end Well you can only count that “On The Road Again” Will soon be on my radio dial And I been paying close attention to the Willie Nelson style Like a band of gypsies on the highway wild I’m a one-man mission on the California skyline Drive up the coast and I brag and I boast because I’m picking up my pace, I'm makin' time like Space Ghost Raising a toast to the highway patrol at the most But my cruise control’s on coast Cause I’m tourin’ around the nation on extended vacation See I got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitations I say, “I like your style crazy pound pup! You need a ride? well come on girl hop in the truck"
With the curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket to come I’m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I’m waiting for my rocket y'all i'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and i'm waiting for my rocket to come on i'm just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and i'm waiting for my rocket y'all
See I’m a down-home brother red-neck undercover With my guitar here I’m ready to play And I’m a sucker for philly got a natural ability geared to freestyle look at my flexibility Dangerous on the MIC My ghetto hat's cocked right All the ladies say, “Yo, that kid is CRAZY!” We got the backstage Betties takin’ more than they can get They say, “whats up with M-R-A-Z?"
Hey hey hey! Somethin’s different in my world today Well they changed my traffic signs to a brighter yellow
Hey hey hey! Somethin’s different in my world today Well they changed my traffic signs to a brighter yellow I'm just a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, a Curbside Prophet love, And I'm waitin'for my rocket I said a waitin' for my rocket to come now curbside..come now brother.....
