Texty:
Marley Bob Coming In From The Cold

me down, and when I fall off my stool Put me down, I'll just sleep there till morning comes around With sunshine and ladies and pina colodas And Bob Marley

down early before he hits his prime Bob Marley never saw 35 JFK and Martian Luther both lost their minds, literally Seriously read between the lines Lincoln got a hot bullet parked from

Shelly And their baby on the way Hey up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape man How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs, and Bob Forrest? To

demonic feast Seven the seals sacred faith no need to pack steal No "Geed-up" rap anywhere up and on me Strictly KRS, Public Enemy, Bob Marley Mad ups

'm paying Dwayne Wade, 3 dice cee-lo 3 card Monte, Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley, Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade, Long live the king yo, I'm from

blacks And no where 'round will there be crack Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back And all my tigas gon' bust they guns And no where 'round where the police come

Silly ducks write rhymes with feathers Really dope needles are needed to inject this Dope cause I'm a death wish, not even Bob Hope's Rhymes are rugged, soul flooded, cold

party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong So selecta, come with it, awww shit it Now y'all done did it, supper ready y'all come get it Now who 'gon stop

could see the dawn Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs For the real people [Verse 2] I wonder is the spirits of Bob Marley