Black Dylan by Alexander Anderson Lyrics
(AA on the beat ni**a)
Sounds ethnic wow, black Dylan
Went electric now I'm the villain
I'm fried out just like my chicken
Writing lyrics all up in my feelings
Bossa nova like a brazilian
Was my only fan now I got a million
Write a new piece that's a quick commission
Spend it at the Westside Pavillion
Plucking my guitar like a folk star
Fucking with a blunt I'm a smoke star
Then we grub down in the smokestack
Roll the blunt on her back that's a roll back
Tambourine man that's a throwback
Highway 61, but you know that
Meet me in the morning for some breakfast
Didn't pick my hair, I'm embarrassed
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
Yo, still on tour cause I need more
Invade premature cause we need war
Swore on my mother I thought I was sure
Rest assure ma' my heart is still pure
Money made of paper give me the gold
Re-assess the lie you have been sold
Soldiers on the ground selling poppy seed
Lost my baby boy just for Johnny's needs?
Who needs to lead?I need a good deed
Caught you speeding get down on your knees and plead
I don't wanna die here on the freeway
Please officer can I finish writing my screenplay?
He told me "Boy your days are numbered anyway
Why shouldn't I take you straight out of your misery?"
I responded "If we both left without injury, history would remember today as a victory" yeah
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
Sounds ethnic wow, black Dylan
Went electric now I'm the villain
I'm fried out just like my chicken
Writing lyrics all up in my feelings
Bossa nova like a brazilian
Was my only fan now I got a million
Write a new piece that's a quick commission
Spend it at the Westside Pavillion
Plucking my guitar like a folk star
Fucking with a blunt I'm a smoke star
Then we grub down in the smokestack
Roll the blunt on her back that's a roll back
Tambourine man that's a throwback
Highway 61, but you know that
Meet me in the morning for some breakfast
Didn't pick my hair, I'm embarrassed
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
Yo, still on tour cause I need more
Invade premature cause we need war
Swore on my mother I thought I was sure
Rest assure ma' my heart is still pure
Money made of paper give me the gold
Re-assess the lie you have been sold
Soldiers on the ground selling poppy seed
Lost my baby boy just for Johnny's needs?
Who needs to lead?I need a good deed
Caught you speeding get down on your knees and plead
I don't wanna die here on the freeway
Please officer can I finish writing my screenplay?
He told me "Boy your days are numbered anyway
Why shouldn't I take you straight out of your misery?"
I responded "If we both left without injury, history would remember today as a victory" yeah
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan
I'm the black, I'm the black
I'm the black Dylan
No pleading, I'm the black Dylan
Still bleeding, I'm the black Dylan
Don't believe him, I'm the black Dylan