curbside prophet

• jason mraz beyin soyledigi bi sarki
  
  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’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
  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
  
  well 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 on the road again
  we’ll soon be on the radio dial
  and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
  like a band of gypsies on the highway while
  i’m one man pushin’ on the california skyline drive
  up the coast mc brag the most
  i ’m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
  raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
  put my cruise control on coast
  with 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
  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
  
  see i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
  with my guitar here
  i'm ready to play
  and i'm s a sucker for a filly
  got a natural ability to give the freestyle
  look at my flexibility
  dangerous at the mike
  my ghetto hat's cocked right
  the ladies say, "yo, that kid is crazy"
  the backstage betties taking more than they can get
  they say, "what's up with m-r-a-z?"
  
  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
  they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
  i'm just a curbside prophet
  curbside prophet now
  curbside prophet now
  curbside
  come on, now
  curbside prohet
  waiting for my rocket to come...