Lyrics:
start a new game
You on the right track, but you on the wrong train
[Chorus]
workings that are driving everything
And it's possible to get picked up by the train of grace if you stay in the station long enough. Whether you believe in
wrong
The train rolls on and on
And the engine burns so long
Then the train passed
Flew by me so fast
If I could hold your hands,
I'd clench them so tight
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be making
You on the wrong side of the track, looking visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plunging
that dick
If you ain't 'bout a train well fuck you bitch
But my boys gotta hit too
Bend over and get tattooed by the boy from the 7th floor crew
You came
Somewhere way down the track oh I thought I’d hop on
See how this journey unfolds
Now I’ll never look back and I know I wasn’t wrong
Oh I’ll stay
to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be making
You on the wrong side of the track, looking visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plunging
the right in all my wrongs
She sees the best in everyone
She says I'm right on track
And when I'm not, she brings me back
She sees what only angels can
to Heaven, I'm taking the scenic.
You tied to the track of my train of thoughts.
And controlling my thoughts is like taming sharks.
And these hoes wanna kick
Yea I know Im right there where I belong
So tell why you pick me up when I'm feeling down
I lost the steam train from the track a wee while ago
Broken
It's been twenty some days now
And I'm trying to wrap my mind around
What could've went wrong
And why it could never be right
Day one when the pain
think that the worst of it's through
I am stopped in my tracks by some vision of you
All right I miss you tonight
I admit that I'm falling down blue
train tracks)
I'm sick of this shit I see on the TV, they showing psychopaths and I see me
And ya calling me a homeless hobo,
While I'm laying on my
complacent
Let's retrace this
Chilling with my homies at a Citgo sippin four-oh's
Got pilly's oh really grab my phone
Crush em up right there let's hide by
it's all said and done and were ready to go
The party's just beginning right after the show
Just across the border by the railroad tracks
If you're
She took a train on a trip to Chicago
Try to find herself a whole new life
I'm still right here, and I'll be here tomorrow
Stuck in my head,
Wit' all my jewelry on, but I choose not to
To avoid havin' to pop who might
Try to do me wrong
I got a shooter in the car
Right now wit' the toolie
Being wrong about the right things
I'll meet you by the seaside
C'mon baby, it's a testdrive
Baby, it's a-Baby, it's a testdrive
These stakes get high,
reminisce on friends going way back
Saying dumb shit that you can’t take back
You’ll be food for a train on the train track
I don’t play games when I hear
Track after track after track after track
I be dropping back to back, just for you to say it's wack
It's the lack of respect you posess
Left behind
by the scrotum
Get locked in jail run a block sell open
Mind went to jail I get dro el's roll 'em
Rookie nigga clippin' niggas like L Odom
I got
this shit
Building brick by brick
Always spitting accurate
Never fall off, never quit
Conquer empires of gold
Slaughter tracks it's just so cold
Where
This is where we met at
That's three years ago
So this be a relapse
When the train rolled by I caught it and I left you
How am I back where we
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