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 never never did 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 that 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 wishin' on the california skyline
  Drive up the coast I brag and I boast because
  I 'm pickin up the pace and makin time like space ghost
  raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
  but my cruise control on coast
  Cause I'm torn around the nation on extended vacation
  See I got 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 a sucker for a filly
  got a natural ability to give the freestyle
  look at my flexibility
  dangerous on the mike
  my ghetto hat's cocked right
  all the ladies say, "yo, that kid is crazy"
  we got the backstage betties taking more than they can get
  they say, "what's up with m-r-a-z?"
    a hey hey hey
  ah hey something's different in my world today
  well they changed my traffic signs 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 love
  a curbside brother love
  a curbside brother love
  a curbside
  oh come on
  I'm just a curbside prohet
  waiting for my rocket
  said I'm waiting for my rocket to come.
    [ Thanks cade collister for correction ]