Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

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, hey

ya 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

the beginning of a leap year, february,

’96 when 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 y'all

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, hey

well you’re never 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 on the road again

will soon be on the radio dial

and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style

like a a band of gypsies on the highway while

as i’m a one man wishin on the california skyline

drive up the coast i brag and i boast

because i’m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost

raising a toast to the highway patrol with 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 limitation

i say, i like your style, crazy pound pup

you need a ride? 'woof'

well come on, girl, hop in the truck

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

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

Verse 3

(DO ---,)

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

(SAME AS VERSE)

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!