"Curbside Prophet" Lyrics

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 ya'll

y'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
with a guitar picked up in the mix
i committed to the licks like a nickel back 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 ya'll

well then you're never gonna guess
where i've 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
we'll soon be on my radio dial
and i been payin close attention to the Willie Nelson style
like a, a band of gypsies on the highway while
cuz i'm one man pushin' on the california skyline drive
up the coast I brag and i bost
because I'm pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
raising a toast to the highway patrol and to most
but my cruise control's on coast
cause im touring around the nation
on extended vacation
see i got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
i say, i like your style, crazy pound pup!
you need a ride?
well come on, girl, hop in the truck!

With 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 ya'll
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 ya'll

see i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here
i'm ready to play
and i'm a sucker for a Philly
got a natural ability
geared the freestyle
look at my flexibility
dangerous at the mike
my ghetto hat's cocked right
the ladies say, yo, that kid is crazy
we got the backstage betties taking more than they can get
they say, what's up with M-R-A-Z?

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
hey, hey, something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
i'm just a curbside prophet love
a curbside brother love
a curbside brother love
a curbside ohh
come on
I'm just a curbside prohet
and I'm waiting for my rocket
said I'm waiting for my rocket to come now cuz I'm cubsided brother
your a curbside brother and I'm waiting for my rocket said I'm waiting for my rocket. . .