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rails squeaking and sputtering down the west side
I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer 
And I mean to open the folding green and white door
and change my track

Wish I was a freight train, baby
Wish I was a diesel locomotive
I'd come whistling down your track, crashing in your door
Wish I was
Low Down Ways Track 14 3:10 
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(John Lee Williamson)
Recorded: December 17, 1938 - Aurora, Illinois- Leland Hotel
up and down everytime you swing my door

I got my rims finger fucked
By a god dam j
Gave him 1.8
Of some hard ass yay
It's a lot of crack smokers
The Double A down to Sheridan Square 
Her cell phone rings 
It's, like, her stupid father 
Be in the door by ten, again 

Pixeleen 
Dream deep my
more like forever
Than anything I've ever known
We're right on track
I ain't looking back

[Chorus: x3]

I'm born to love again
I'm a brand new
and the things I do
It was meant to be
I was made for you
Open the door to my heart, it's stopped
And I'm shocked....

[CHORUS:]

[3:]
Surrounded by
good news

Oh it's too easy to live like clockwork
Tick tock watching the world go by
Any change would take too long
So dry your eyes
Ooh it's too
good news

Oh it's too easy to live like clockwork
Tick tock watching the world go by
Any change would take too long
So dry your eyes
Ooh it's too
shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
We kept chickens in a pen in the back
And everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
Say my name, don't even look around
Say my name, when you feel like you're down
Say my name, and things are going to change
Say my name

[Repeat:
shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad track

We kept chickens in a pen in the back and everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
[Chorus: x3]

Close the mothafuckin' door, what?
Got my nigga R'son on this track
12 O'Clock on this track
Prodigal Sunn on this track
Got my nigga
to believe that strength makes you strong
And I had hope in a change I would see in us both
And now I'm heavy
And he lifts me, but never once carried
Door
(Chip Davis, Bill Fries)

On a cold November mornin'
Back in nineteen-thirty-seven
With an early snow a-fallin'
On the three-foot tracks at Ames
Came
the tech-nique, three eleven is L A

We changed a lot and then some, some
Know that we have always been down, down
If I ever didn't thank you you
Then just let
to do it now
Weæ?³e got to break it down
And put our lives on track
Always ready to back you
Always ready to back you all the way
Iæ?¦ not afraid to give
catfish upside my head
Nothing's worth doing if I'm doing it all by myself

I need to laugh with somebody and hear them laughing back
I need to share all I
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear 

The non commercial set is now here 

Brought to you by the will of positve people 

K are S plus One equals
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
And we kept chickens in a pen in the back and everybody said we was po' folks

My daddy was a farmer but all he
down
Bombin' insides doggin' whole cars
My brothers burnin' styles from door to door
Runnin' through my veins
Cause I'm fiendin' for the graff
Paint
to deliver one very specific message:
Lock your back door, you idiot
However invincible you imagine yourself to be
You are wrong

Thirty-three years go by
through 
I've got no hands on the wheel 
But I'm drivin' by feel 
And I got you sewn up and surrounded too 
Take you down the track in a burlap sack
Now let's get started, let me break it down to a new track
It's the Funky Payback on wax
Some MC's thought I slipped
How that sound, bro, y'all
of town, on the bus I made rounds
I was involved in graffiti heavily
My people were Self, Tau and Freck RIP
At night I heard beats next door by QD III