Lyrics:
you'll get with this for this is where it's at
Engine Engine Number Nine
On the New York transit line
If my train jumps off the track
Pick it up pick it
In Trash City on Party Avenue
I got a girl from Kalamazoo
In Trash City on a transit line
I put you on hold but you're looking fine
In Trash
you learned to fly
Pick it up, pick it up, put it back
Engine, engine #9, on the New York transit line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up,
On the New York transit line
If my train falls off the track
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Insane in the membrane insane in the brain
Insane in
of your mind
'cause I stay on track, like transit line
Keep it nappy or braided up
Dirty in the cockpit, blazin' up
Stop frontin' when you made it up
on track, like transit line (FIRE!)
Keep it nappy or braided up
Dirty in the cockpit, blazin' up (FIRE!)
Stop frontin' when you made it up
Tellin' all my
Engine engine number 9 on the NY transit line
If you want that flavor back
Lyte it up, Lyte it up, Lyte it up
Who am I? L Y T E how fly? Oh I'm real jiggy
more drugs to feel that love again
Kill them slow, they reap I sow, amen
Seven-hundred thousand bumkins on the transit line
I am golden, you were
Can I get what what
Oh, Oh
Engine, engine Number 9
On the New York Transit Line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up
Pick it up
Pick it up
back
get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Oh! oh!
Engine, engine, number 9
On the New York transit line
If my train rolls off
This a blank canvas
Yea I got nothing in my mind
When you in transit
Gimme something in the lines
She put her hands in
She put her hands in my heart
York transit line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up (come on)
Back on the scene, crispy n' clean (uh, come on)
You
York transit line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up (come on)
Back on the scene, crispy n' clean (uh, come on)
You
Machine guns on a New York transit line
The war for oil is a war for the beast
The war on terror is a war on peace
Tellin' you they?re gonna protect
Machine guns on a New York transit line
The war for oil is a war for the beast
The war on terror is a war on peace
Tellin' you they?re gonna protect
than a legend
Tha lord to a reverend
Go to war with my bredren
Hotter than a engine
Engine engine number 9
On tha RAleigh transit line
Put ya hands
on Transit lines, said I'd snap
There was no need to throw up hands
Soundcloud projects were getting stacked
And shelved cuz my bars weren't jack
If the all
get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Oh! oh!
Engine, engine, number 9
On the New York transit line
If my train rolls off
a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Oh! oh!
Engine, engine, number 9
On the New York transit line
If my train runs off the block
pick it up, pick it up,
kinda spell we're under
What would jack and diane do?
Engine engine number 9
On the metro transit line
If our love goes off the track
Pick it up pick it
on top
On the grind a long time
That's why we shine
You are out to get yours
And I am out to get mine
Engine number nine
Duval transit line
45 spinning so
myself
I wanna know I tried
I wanna think I helped
I want the choas of a transit line
Steadiness of a river winding
Both headed where I need to go
I want
On the new york transit line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up
Let's go!
Who fuckin tonight? Who fuckin tonight?
Who
number nine on that world wide
Transit line if my train goes off the track
Pick it up pick it up pick it up
Back on the scene, crispy and clean
You
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