Lyrics:
desire which I
Guess I most admire
That need to bomb, to set things on fire
(Down by law)
I painted the train and I called
I guess until then I wasn't
might come in handy some day
Well first there was Billy Joe then there was Jack
They took that old suitcase but all brought it back
Now some went
you began
This time we're in it to stay
Think about seizing the day
Think of that train as she rolls into old Santa Fe
Tell her I'm on my way
Old
nobody saw shit 'cause it's not
Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
And it's deep
they got
Nobody saw s*** cause it's not
Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
N****s frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
(Dolly Parton)
My train of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter
Something badly needed to brighten up the chores
Seemed old Mrs.
on the beats
We ain't been around but they talk about us
We ain't been around but they talk about us
And the kids love us like toys r us
And the women love me
around me
I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick
I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit
Right now I'm bent and when I get like
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
subway your train of thought gotta run through
I'm by my lonely, so I might let the hawk show
Any block, I double-park, get out and walk slow
And nowadays
make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to, I'm clocking that game
Everyone's
rug to plug me
He shook my hand and hugged me; thought he would do me ugly
but he dug me, pockets chubby said, "Nino where them drugs be?"
Over there by
It's only a shanty
In old Shanty Town
The roof is so slanty it touches the ground.
But my tumbled down shack by that old railroad track,
Like
on analog sounds pounds of rocket tars
Microchips incredible antibiotic medicine better than Octo
Although created by the master genius
You seen
We painted inside and out with just a gallon of joy
We had the girl and the boy
And love was never a toy
Just like that old rusty ford we restored
don't hold weight
It's a closed case
Like my old song
Singing no way
(no way, no way no way)
No shade
I said
No shade
You can't buy this
Talent homemade
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
a eastside residin
Joe Luis fist old school giant slidin
Bucharest eatin remember boblo island
Temptation singin
Motown murder mitten real nigga
Yeah what up
Over there by the derby, buy they dirty devils from me
to keep my paper sturdy, yo word G
I ain't afraid to get my hands dirty, you heard me?
I
by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted
the Chain, Break the Chain! clink
Yo, get with your culture it'll catapult ya
Ignorance is like a vulture and
It will insult ya
My name is Krash, Joe Krash,
me a dope toy
And a broke boy kouldn't do That
Ride by in whips
That make em ask who's that
Jeans klose to a stack
But the heat makes the price
and 50 seconds
Sound exactly like the Art of Peer Pressure, go take a listen
You inspired by the niggas you name dropped
Catch fire in the rain, no
be on time, again and again
So I am royally pissed we have to wait by this train
For the always-tardy party known as Sugar Cane!
Glad you could
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