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[Intro] G C F Bb F [Verse 1] G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket to come G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey [Verse 2] G C ya see it started way back in nyc G Bb F when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c. G C at a west end avenue at 63 F Bb F the beginning of a leap year, february, G C ’96 when a guitar picked up in the mix F Bb F i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks G well look at me now C look at me now F Bb F look at me now, now, now, now [Verse 3] G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket to come G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket y'all G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket to come G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey [Verse 5] G well you’re never never gonna guess C where i’ve been been been F and i have no regrets Bb F G that i bet my whole checking account C F because it all amounts to nothing up in the end Bb F G well you can only count on the road again C will soon be on the radio dial F Bb F and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style G C like a a band of gypsies on the highway while F Bb F as i’m a one man wishin on the california skyline G C drive up the coast i brag and i boast F Bb F because i’m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost G C F raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most Bb F but my cruise control's on coast G C cause i'm tourin around the nation on extended vacation F Bb F see i got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation G C i say, i like your style, crazy pound pup F you need a ride? 'woof' Bb F well come on, girl, hop in the truck [Verse 6] G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket to come G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket y'all G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket to come G i’m just a curbside prophet C with my hand in my pocket F Bb F and i’m waiting for my rocket y'all [Verse 7] (DO G-C-F-Bb,F) see i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover with my guitar here i'm ready to play and i'm a sucker for philly got a natural ability to give the 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 taking more than they can get they say, "what's up with m-r-a-z?" [Bridge] 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 oh come on i'm just a curbside prophet and i'm waiting for my rocket i'm waiting for my rocket to come Rock On!
