Lyrics:
Transmitting live from the third rock of the sun
From LA to the Bay on to Las Vegas
The night trains arriving, yes
I'm supposed to be rapping, but I'm too active
on islands and hills, this dream more like destiny
Private jet flights to some islands so I can swim in a turquoise blue water beach
Bus down lens all on my
and depressed
while the Pastor's buying private jets
Paid for by the very people tryna fight their way through debt
How's that gonna earn respect
Friends are
taken in by camps and black sites
We are dehumanised and stripped of all rights
Muslims are problematic statistics
They don't care if we live or we die
train
People listen to me now
Harmony is the key my sisters and brothers
Oh yes it is I say
Harmony is the key my sisters and brothers
People can't
The neck I stepped on got me passed on the tab
The pharcyde kept passing me by,cabin lab
Imma madman,got my own ways to keep the shit brand
Y'all
, Corpse Nation)
(Oh my god, they're horrifyin')
Violence, systemic virus
Please take a seat and read the room
Ignorance will be your doom
Nigga, that's what them noodles do
Thought I'd be dead by the age of nineteen
I been doing this shit, it might be brand new to you
I needed food on my
Free my nukka C... Free my nukka Mac... wrongfully convicted now its a known fact... witnesses coerced by dem people no surprise... this world built
been mistreated by their fair share of Christians
The same ones telling me that I can't make this music explicit
Fuck with my clique you get that heater
my heart
Cant please them all naw naw
Take or leave it train moving on
We be globe trotting aint coming back
Live Nation booked the private jet
voice sang round my bed,
A Nation once again!
It whisper'd too, that freedom's ark
And service high and holy,
Would be profaned by feelings dark
summer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight;
It seemed to watch above my head
In forum, field and fane,
Its angel voice sang round my bed,
A Nation
round me
Tall nigga, thought that he was my partner
Nuk switched on me, don't even holla
Gave these niggas everything I had in me
Nowadays, I wouldn't
tunes
Up and down my scales
Such a sweet melody
Reach out, the sky is wide
And the night is long
When you're right by my side
You can never go wrong
the train, okay, you hear it constantly)
(I think the train is a way to find your way out of this life)
(If you get hit by it)
A couple of kids got hit by
Backup by Roth Brooks
In our nation
Education
Oh! wu!
Oh! God
Oh! Lord we need your help!!!
Chorus
I
Jimbo, boy, you're a croc of shit,
You're a boozed, selfish thug;
Why don't you give your mouth a go
And in the other hole put a plug?
By Christ
My grandmother's brother and; His wife lives in the Motherland
The situations they overstand and made other plans to have the upperhand
Placed they
on the bench
My dreams and my goals, my heart will fulfill
I put all my trust to God and live by His will
I can do all things, my Lord gives me strength
I now am
Then asking for more
Open doors .. Cut the pipeline to prison that be stealing our men
Educate the whole nation about the skin that I'm in
Black womyn
and holy
Would be prepared by feelings dark
And passion vain or lowly
For freedom comes from God's right hand
And needs a godly train
And righteous men must
Now if you want to get on that Train
You better get your live right
Cause when it comes and goes
You gone get left behind
Let's go
I got my ticket
It's time to change our nation`s rules.
Freedom's a right, ignored by fools.
We choose our selves between right and wrong.
We've got to be free, we've
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