Lyrics:
tones and wedding gowns
I got a one way ticket out of town
so I sent you off
I sent you off
One destination no matter when
MacArthur Station at 1:00 AM
or lose"
But losin' ain't a option girl
My destination is top of the world, top of the world
"Here I go again, here I come, win' or lose"
But losin'
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
To pal around with democratic fellow named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo
rage in evil ways
My destination was to seek life
I mean the stars was so low they appeared as streetlights
I was shown the crucifixion by two
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
of the clickity-clack
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
So take me right back to the track,
of the clickity-clack
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
So take me right back to the track,
Yo, turn me up in my microphone so I can Bless God's people
You know Kirk Franklin and Toby Mac on this gospel train
On a J train ain't no other
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
57, yes, yes, good for a D-Boy
Hand my MAC-11 to the engineer to record
Got the baddest women in the world for me to feed on
Double
to hear the rhythm of the clickety-clack
And sear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with Democratic fellows named Mac
So
to hear the rhythm of the clickety-clack
And sear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with Democratic fellows named Mac
So
hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo
And hear the lonesome whistle see the smoke from the stack to pal around
With democratic fellow named mac
So take me right back to the track, jack
where the Ruger leave you
I'm no shooter, but you know my people
Blood pressure get to boilin'
You know black people
They got them 44's, Macs, them Eagles
elevation
(Lift your drinks up)
At the destination
And it won't stop
It's been in making
(It's been in making )
It's a celebration
(Lets just link up)
It's
or lose"
But losin' ain't a option girl
My destination is top of the world, top of the world
"Here I go again, here I come, win' or lose"
But losin'
yAAAAAAH!
Pullin’ Up With A MAC-11
It’s Gon Send Yo Ass To Heaven (BITCH)
Gettin’ Off By Bullets Sendin
That’s What You Get For
Talkin On My Brethren
Pullin’
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
I pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo
Of Clan MacKenzie's hand
A harbor of promise
A beacon for the land.
Oh, Ullapool, your history
Echoes in each wave's roll
A testament to resilience
A story
They don't know that They aint READY For JUELZ and MAC CHEN$
They don't know that It's NEVA TOO LATE For JUELZ and MAC CHEN$
They don't know that
destination was to seek life
I mean the stars were so low they appeared as street lights
I was shown the crucifixion by two egyptians
There was war in heaven, I
unerwartet Final Destination
Mcoupe Fluchtfahrer Drei Zwanzig Tempo
Ghetto Brüder nenn ich Brate oder Hemso
Baller aus dem Erdgeschoss Nachbar treibt Handel
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