Lyrics:
Please don’t stop playin’
Sing us a song, you’re the piano man
Let’s dance that old melody one more time
Ain’t runnni’ away from you tomorrow
Come with me
alone
Stop where you are
Look to your heart
Don't be afraid, don't throw love away
Don't get burned by your heart
'Cause you're a long, long way
Shawty hit me when you get off
Come straight here and take your shit off
Get on this train and don't you stop don't get off
Of this, until
You
tired of standing idle behind the scenes
God chose me to deliver what the hell I do
That's why the reign will never stop, man I will bowl through
No, you
who gave it that's robbery
Back on track
Express train
Let's go check this out
Express lane
I don't really express my pain when I have it
But to not
and taxied to a stop did she calm down. cm I in the wrong place here, or in the wrong life?
Did I not recognize, as I sat in a train that raced past a station
I couldn't think of anything that rhymes with drunk
By the end of this song I'll have a new liver
You'll have a new lover
I'll cry you a rivers cuomo
in the way
It's a small list for the optimist
Who believes that he can fly
And a long line for the pessimist
Who stops him every time he tries
in the way
It's a small list for the optimist who believes that he can fly
In a long line full of pessimists to stop him every time he tries
Some
(you're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Oh, it's the lights (you're blinded by the)
Satisfaction (you need that
pretty
Drop the Gucci, prop that coochie, oops
I lost my train of thought watching her walk
You know, I'm looking at that ass, it ain't my fault
Get
The buses and trains are choirs
Sings nice like Mariah
I'm fire, I'm real no costume
Cause of that Brooklyn gospel, that Brooklyn Gospel
I'm fire I'm real no
I seen her in the subway, on my way to Brooklyn
Hello, good looking, is this seat tooken
On the A-train, picking at her brain
I couldn't get her
go M.I.A
And the car outta gas so we using the train (Let's go)
And the car outta gas so we using the train
And as time going by she don't love me
me late last night
So he should know the steez
Chugging Gatorade I'm on the deuce
I'm heading to the train
Mouth taste like regret
All that's on my
death, you do it by yo God-damn self
How the fuck is you gon' stop a train
You set your fires on your forest to burn it but then it rains
It's like
the night train comes
Open hearts and zipped down jeans
Our passion's stilted by the fear of being caught
Or fear of growing close and never letting go
I
Go by
That I don't know my peak
What am I bound to find
By my feet
With a dead me
Looking at a new me I
Stomp on the me on the ground
Who do you
that whistle blow
I want to pack my suitcase and go
The lonesome sound of a train going by
Makes me want to stop and cry
In the still of the night
Chorus 1: E-TRAIN|That part of me is gone|(HALF MAN HALF MACHINE)|A part of me is broken|I just cannot stop working|I can't find my feelings|And I
dissin' but there's somethin' that you're missin'
Maybe you should touch reality stop wishin'
For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste
If this
Realized on a train that we'd never make it work
This is a greenline train to Branch Avenue
The next and last stop is: Branch Avenue
B-Branch Avenue
Please
the matter-lies, that-aside from the fact that
No one is engulfed by the war in the gulf
But everybody sighs when some cokehead slapper-cries
Pack-of-lies from
love's door
Ooh, and the train don't stop
'Cause the tracks get tired of the way it talks
Sun don't burn down the whole damn sky
Just 'cause the moon
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