Paroles de Curbside prophet

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(repeat)

I'm just a curbside prophet love, (repeat 5x)
And i'm waitin'for my rocket i said a waitin' for my rocket to come now *fading out* curbside..come now brother.....