Lyrics:
to leave omo(omo)
Shey na me you want to kill omo (omo)
You already know the drill omo(omo)
It’s many girls that I see
But your bum bum bigger omo
Your bum
Wagon train, mile-long train
Four hundred mules, six hundred men
They didn't know the devil was in
This mile-long train, wagon train
A man in
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Merry voices raised in singing
Carols through the streets are ringing
All because it's Christmas once again
Lovers kiss in
know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
Walking these train tracks, tryin' to regain back
The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
tracks
I hate those train tracks
Life got hard, but we just came harder
Spent some time in the gutter by the rain water
A lost soul, I was born
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
at the foot of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old number nine
As she goes roaring by
Freight train, freight train goin' so fast
Freight train, freight train
older and you
Realise you need it
That's when you retrieve it
Now class be seated
This Boogie Down lingo is produced by Domingo
Wild styles I bring you
of me
Derived and thriving in a hive confined
By evasive morality
Bum, buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah da dum bum bah dah dah dum
Buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah
She's the apple of my eye
She's impossible I'm told
I just can't wait for the time to pass me by
So together we can grow old
She's the apple of my
bum, bum, bum, bum
No be say I dey lie
Santa I know what I want
Another Christmas in Naija
All year we working so hard
Make we go and enjoy
Here's my
We put up our tent on a dark green knoll outside of town
By the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse-Faced-Ethel
And her
confined
I can't see
Son's mind like a bum knee
Mine's number one he
Left you tongue tied
One time
Go out on my roof
Go out on my roof
I just go out
Ohhhh... that's how you feeling right now Tone?
You know they can't rap with us
Black by
Black by
Black by popular demand, on demand
And I'm Black
Stressed out
Resort to drinking n fucking n singing
Smoked out
By myself so now I'm overthinking
Broke down
Feel like the worlds out to get me
I'm
up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game
Uh, uh
Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train
Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
If we make it to the border
We shall be free
No more hounds
Chasing me
Travel by night
Sleep by day
Drop all oppression
Along the way
Free from
the same, only want one thing
But by any means, don't expect anything
Maybe you could get with me, text with me, maybe even text with me
That don't
throwed off ever since I was a toddler
Baptized by fire
But that was after the water
Holy Spirit take the lead
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
Oh Father can you
the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
It's like
and that's the way it is
[D.M.C.]
People in the world tryin' to make ends meet
You try to ride car train bus or feet
I said you got to work hard you
biddie bum bum to Glasgow Central
We had a great time, you couldn't wack it
Spent all my money, and pawned my jacket
And on the train, gain hame
I
million miles of track
One thing I know by now
There is no turning back
From a moving train
From a moving train
From a moving train
From a moving
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