Lyrics:
Well they gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38 this is old 97 you must put her into Spencer
Well they gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Saying Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38 but it's old 97 you must put her into Spencer
Well they gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38 this is old 97 you must put her into Spencer
Well they gave him his orders in Munroe, Virginia
Saying, "Steve, you're a way behind time
This is not 38 but its old 97
You must put her into
They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not '38 but this it's old '97
You must put her in Spencer
They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not 38, but it's Old 97
You must put her in Spencer
They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not '38 but this it's old '97
You must put her in Spencer
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not 38 but it's old 97
You must put her into Spencer
to be at stations on time.
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,
Saying, "Stevie, you're way behind time.
This is not 38, but it's Old 97
to be at stations on time.
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,
Saying, "Stevie, you're way behind time.
This is not 38, but it's Old 97
They gave him his orders
At Monroe, Virginia
Sayin' "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not '38, but its old '97
You must put her into Spencer
Well they gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Saying Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38 but it's old 97 you must put her into Spencer
WRECK OF THE OLD '97
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They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Sayin', "Steve you're way behind time This is not Thirty-Eight, but
they're goin' too, where they're comin' from
He'd say that one's from Memphis, bound for Moline
An old '97, she's from New Orleans
From New York
about the wreck of the Old 97
And I'm walking through this city
I'll tell my story to the rain
And I won't come back no matter what you say
I'm
way back in the old days back in 97 whenever
Take me back to 97 (Back to 97)
I want to go back to 97
Back to 97
Someone take me back to 97 take me back
be the only one that you cared about
Like that old 97 you drove so proud
Singing to me when the speakers went out
Hand on me knee with the windows
FICTION LIKE SNOW ON THE BLUFF
RAP MY NUTRITION
I RACK OUT MY WISH LIST
BALL TILL I'M OLD
97, SCOTTY PIPPIN
THESE HOES THEY KNOW I DONT CARE ABOUT
then
I'll search the land
With nothing more
With a shit
Camera in hand
And I'll search
Wide and far
In my old
97' Car
Y'know the one
Where you tore up
My
it on
So tell me how I'm supposed to feel
The shit they rap about
When it ain't close to real
Dreams turn into goals
That's just part of getting old
shit is ageless
It will never get old
97Ares leave you out in the cold
long ago
All that's left of them today
Are footprints in the snow
I'm waiting at the station
But I fear I wait in vain
'Cause Old 97
Is rusting
in my mind
Baby, I'm a trainwreck, a trainwreck
Oh, baby, I'm a trainwreck
Well, all's failed, derailed
I'm an old 97' headed straight for hell
at night, my fingers stiffin' in tha cold man
I lost my old man
'97 was a cold year, '98 was a slow year (Talk to 'em nigga)
'99 was a grind you ain't seen
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