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
Are the words by an old photograph
'Rustic old doors made by a million years'
Waiting for the train around sunset
Find a frenzy like no one cares
When I seem like a big deal for you
I just changed you in my phone
To Kasland, the new rapper
You've been blessed by Saint James
It's going down
You
Trains and bloats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
For someone else, but not for me
The trains and the boats and planes
frustrated, plus waiting for a long time
You both had strong minds
Combined with feelings, she seems appealing
for each other, discreet lover, no longer
standing by his side
He did her dirty but no-one died
I saw Sonny Liston on the street last night
Black-fisted and strong singing Redemption Song
He
(yes)
No waiting for His grace it's already done
The devil is defeated we already won
Ugh (ugh)
You are the King of kings (uh huh)
You are salvation
Pick up your sword
You know It's that time
That I'm Waging war
You best flip to James 4:4
Give your life to Christ
What you Waiting for
Militant
on loan, Sadat rollin by your school
You brought your frontin friend Gwen, beggin for the Benjamin
I'll see you a ten, with a haircut, like Scottie
to the beat of the t'balo
Now dig the story and follow
For then it landed, on American soil
Through the sweat, the blood and the toil
Hear, "Praise the Lord,"
Trains and boats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
To someone else but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took
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
beams
40 inch blings, Ill Will the fuckin' team
this for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens.
[Chorus: Nas]
Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny, and Smitty (real
Wack ass
Bitches on it
Clothes stained
By vomit
Back summertime chi
Was prayin for a comet
Hear the hook stop motion
Call it Wallace wit no Gromit
Now this is what they've been waiting for (yah, yessir)
Ya dig? (Ya dig?) Santana (Weezy F), ayy, haha
Ayy, Wayne (what up, man?)
What you been
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
shit, like constipation
Son is patient, constant waiting
A bunch of hating, comes with Satan
The devils dick
Forever lit
Never quit
The best
shit, like constipation
Son is patient, constant waiting
A bunch of hating, comes with Satan
The devils dick
Forever lit
Never quit
The best
man
And made a name for Jesse James
A mark was left forever
By the passing of the train
As a little child, my thoughts ran wild
As I clung
waiting on this nigga Wise, three loaves for two pies
Son he smokin' that shit, I can see it in his eyes
Comin' up Wise, and locs is close
And locs ride
I don't wanna stop and stare
Because I know I'm going nowhere
Waiting for the good stuff
What I have is not enough
Trains are passing by
I don't
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
grind for a while
Mama told me that these niggas they been biting my style mane
Lately I been all up in my bag
Out dressing niggas I ain't got designer
just waiting for the baton
Got my masters in English
So I may resort to Latin
By the time you hear time
I'll be past gear six
And if they ain't dead
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