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作词 : RJ Ritchie/J. Trombly/M Shafer 作曲 : RJ Ritchie/J. Trombly/M Shafer They used to call me names said, I was just a wanna be But now they all pay to see what they were gettin' for free How about them days and now, you don't know what to say Ain't it funny how the sun can shine and then hide away And it's a long way on a they say highway, I'm still runnin' A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin' A tombstone ugly an' if you judge me Better watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red CadillacKnock knockin' Black Bob at your door still rockin' Everybody say that, knock knockin Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin' Looking for the payback They used to say Ritchie boy, he got no sense But now they say, "Oh Bobby man, he was my best friend" Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories, and the times can change And no sense Ritchie just bought himself a big ******' airplane And its a long way on a they say highway, I'm still runnin' A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin' A tombstone ugly and if you judge me Better watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red CadillacKnock knockin' Black Bob at your door still rockin' Everybody say that, knock knockin' Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin' Looking for the payback I grew up in the back woods, hung in the crack hoods I learned to pimp like a mack should I could have been a rich man like pops I never kissed ass and those days since passed Here I stand like Jesus, I don't need this **** you ho's can squeeze this I can't believe this, I'm so wasted From all the fruits of life that I've tasted Never a clone on the microphone I got **** built up 'cause I never felt loved at home And all alone's how I spend my free time Writin' freak rhymes and drinkin' cheap wine Easy whips and a cracker, I'm the master blaster No one cuts faster, the king of disaster Is who I'm ho and I'll be rippin' the ******' rhymes And I'll make you mother **** her pants bro So, so, you better watch your back, watch for me comin' Watch for me comin' in a 59 drop top blood red CadillacKnock knockin' Black Bob at your door still rockin' Everybody say that, knock knockin' Black Bobby at your door, knock knockin' Looking for the payback Knock knockin', hey black BobbyKnock knockin', well, he's black BobbyKnock knockin', there goes black BobbyKnock knockin', a real black BobbyKnock knockin', he has left me in Knock knockin', he has left me in Knock knockin', well, he left me in Knock knockin', knock knockin' He's black Bobby as you know Knock knockin', well, he's black Bobby as you know Knock knockin', knock knockin' Black bobby as you know Knock knockin', he's black BobbyKnock knockin', black Bobby as you know Knock knockin', he's black Bobby as you know Knock knockin', black Bobby as you know
