With my hand in my pocket
Just curbside prophet
Dangerous at the mike, my ghetto hat's cocked right
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
With a guitar picked up in the mix
Well you can only count on the road again
With my hand in my pocket
You're a curbside
Y'see it started way back in NYC
Because it all amounts to nothing up in the end
Look at me now, now, now, now
With my hand in my pocket
Songwriters: Billy Galewood, Jason Mraz, Christina Ruffalo
When I stole my first rhyme from the M.I.C
Now curbside home now brother
Drive up the coast I brag the most
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo
And I have no regrets
I'm just a curbside prophet
At a west end avenue at 63
Raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
Waiting for my rocket to, waiting for my rocket to come
And I'm s a sucker for a filly
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo
With my hand in my pocket
Curbside prophet now
Got a natural ability to give the freestyle
I'm just a curbside prophet
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
They say, "What's up with M R A Z?"
'Cuz I'm pickin' up my pace and makin' time like space ghost
You need a ride?
That I bet my whole checking account
I got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
I'm just a curbside prophet
The beginning of a leap year, February, '96
I'm just a curbside prophet
I'm just a curbside prophet
Well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
Curbside, come on
I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
Well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
'Cuz I'm tourin' around the nation on extended vacation see
Put my cruise control on coast
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey something's different in my world today
I committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
The ladies say, "Yo, that kid is crazy"
Well come on, girl, hop in the truck!"
Hey, hey something's different in my world today
Waiting for my rocket to
With my hand in my pocket
I'm just a curbside prophet
I say, "I like your style, crazy pound pup
We'll soon be on the radio dial
And I been payin' close attention to the Willie Nelson style
I'm just a curbside prophet
I'm one man pushin' on the California skyline
Publisher: GOO EYED MUSIC
Well look at me now, look at me now
We got the backstage Betties taking more than they can get
With my hand in my pocket
Like a band of gypsies on the highway while
With my guitar here, I'm ready to play
With my hand in my pocket
Curbside prophet now
See I'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
Where I've been been been
Look at my flexibility
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come on
Well you're never gonna guess