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Tunnel Trance Force, Vol. 29 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tunnel Trance Force, Vol. 32 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 60's Time Tunnel, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 60's Time Tunnel, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tunnel Trance Force, Vol. 31 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 60's Time Tunnel, Vol. 4 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tunnel Trance Force, Vol. 45 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Out of the Tunnel's Mouth (Steve Hackett) · Dark at the End of the Tunnel (Oingo Boingo) · Tunnel Trance Force, Vol. 43 (Vincent De Moor) – and 90 other albums »


The proper understanding
of the situation
that's been called upon
There are two equal pieces
Dictated by the grains of sand
Watch the scales tip
felt pity 
My cold thoughts evolve around New York City 
Evidence sir in the tunnel where the train enter 
Be the gat from the old time eighty six
Taylor, two away from Jay and B

Last night the sky's turned purple and
Past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
So that's who we are
Just like
the Lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
Yeah, sorta set him right on fire.

I looked on outta the window and I started countin' phone poles, goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power.
visions of multimillions in the biggest bundle
In the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got
Yeah, sorta set him right on fire.

I looked on outta the window and I started countin' phone poles, goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power.
the lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
lane like the lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set
set by the practicing masters
Of the spectactular arts in paradise

As I strolled aimlessly edges of sacrement one day
I wasn't looking and died by
thoughtless, c'mon KITT, the King of New York is 
And now it's gettin kind of dark, 
Westside Highway, park by the Tunnel 
Bad car horn oinks off the man's
slave?
Two million people in prison keep the government paid
Stuck in a six by eight cell alive in the grave
I was made by Revolution to speak
the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting
the outhouse droppin mad shhhhhhhh
Quiet on the set while the crew be gettin' wrecked
And if your stunned by the Bud I have a hunch you should step
So pass me
the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting
the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting
closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and some old letters
Now he doing double
I'm throwing cards
From popular mechanics to overdosing hearts
Paint cold pictures like nova scotia landscapes
Nerd game make mandelbrot sets when we
to bomb!
Put it up! Get it on!

[Verse Two]
I set sail like the holy grail the crusader don't cater to no shit that's frail
Take me to the catacomb
The border got the feds, but we the underground tunnels
We pack the back, two trucks on the road
So if they stop the first one, we lose half the load
man said set it, two more detectives got wetted 

As we raced down the block 
Lettin' off a whole lot of shots and didn't stop 
Police gave us
original niggas on my list
Hit me one time, hit me two times
Boogie, how could he, he really thought that I was blind
The light at the end of the tunnel
the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
E Money bags got Moet Chandon
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shitting
with the Thorazine 
You invited to the bloody, bloody horror scene 
Know what I mean see you ain't on my team 
Nigga, if you sets then mark the target