Lyrics:
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night
"Last
lost my train of thought
By 16 I was off the rails, 17 I started losing track
18 was a blur between 2 jobs and part time class
So after all these
way past dark
It's too late to sleep now
The valley's wide awake
The early train's pulling out
Too wired to come down
It's the last day of summer
Fields of Poland calling out to all the passing trains
Trains
I suppose that there's nothing
In this life remains the same
Everything is governed
By
cop my girl Birkins
Working everyday till I die
Train for my last drive, that's rehearsing
If you a downer stay the fuck outside the club, ho
If you
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
relaxed
Relapsed, free backs, sixteen, at last
Got an album on the table
Got a beat that could be fatal
Got a label that he made
He’ll never be known to be
5. TRAIN TO MARS
Lyrics by Pablo Amann
Music by Pablo Amann and Emi Barés
Wake up call in your room
turn the light on
put on your best suit Mary
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
hemisphere!
Skimbleshanks the Railway cat, the cat of the railway train
You might say that by and large it was me who was in charge
Of the Sleeping Car Express
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' n****s known for tellin' b****es f*** it in the late night
"Last
The pain
What about all this gain?
I'm sprained
Yo I still can't be tamed
Self proclaimed
I'm a superstar maaan
I'm a train
Steam powered from
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
is you I wanted by my side
I’m sorry, I prolly didn’t catch the last train to your city
Guilt trippin’, the way I done made you cry a lot
Yet we could
my mans, just: blam
And goodnight you
I'm too busy for just sitting idle
I'm perfecting my craft like my idol
I wanna last
So, I give every rap all I
leave me
For God's sake stop the train
Oh the camel back is broken
By the one extra straw added on
And a woman can't see reason
When her last ray
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