Songtexte Bob Dylan - Coops

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I woke up today and thought about my life like
What the fuck, is this how I'm living life like?
Pockets bruck, no wonder why I got no nightlife
Imagine if I die tomorrow, see that white light
Writing music got me thinking out my right side
Smoking weed got me seeing shit in hindsight
Life's a bitch, the reason why I ain't a nice guy
Nah, I'm kidding, I'm cooler than ice, nice try
6'1", My chick's 5'5"
Thick bum and a nice face
Personality, ten out of ten lies
To find out her face, gotta be about five
Shit, I think the world's blind
Got an eyepatch right over their third eye
No longer ask why, would rather comply
What happens when the river Babylon runs dry?
Amongst I stands the presence of the wise
Presented through these rhymes out of revolution nights
It just comes to my mind, I don't say this to be kind
Listen, I don't give a fuck, I'm the realest of my time
Realer than all these phonies just rapping with their homies
They'll soon be trying to clone me when they realise I'm an OG
I'm like Kobe, fuck that, this UK own me
Got a birth certificate, plus my passport's got a chip in it
On every track I'm ripping it, my gun's got a full clip in it
I'm ill, I'm so sick with it, this flow, I'm so sick of it
Someone play some different shit

I can't light my spliff to it (Hahaha)
Find me chilling like a villain
That don't mean if I see someone I don't like, I'm gonna kill 'em
Do not stereotype, when I say Bob, I mean Dylan
Nah, I'm gassing, find me smoking on that Marley, always billing
Find me chilling like a villain
That don't mean if I see someone I don't like, I'm gonna kill 'em
Do not stereotype, when I say Bob, I mean Dylan
Nah, I'm gassing, find me smoking on that Marley, always billing

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