Lyrics:
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
I like your brother, and I like your mother
I like you, and you like me too
We'll get a preacher, and we'll buy a ring
And we'll hire a band,
ch?boogie, woo woo
Woo woo, ch?boogie, choo choo, choo choo, ch?boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live
With complaining about what's done unto us
So I knock on the door
And I am on a train
Going God knows where to
To get me over, to get me over
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
There's a trio of trains twixt my work and my play
On my way to my playing, they tell me to pay
So when playing, I'm thinking of work the next day
One day the train was passing, I caught it comin' by
To look this old world over, under god's blue sky
My darlin' stood there weepin' as I was
You will draw a pension at your Papa's death
Children, children now get your hat
Tell me Mama what do you mean by that?
Get your hat, put it
And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours?
We turn housewifes to everyday whores
Send 'em up in stores with the false ID
To get DVD's and big screen
The roar of the train runs by my room
And on these summer nights I can't sleep anymore
I walk in the streets to greet the dawn
Or stay at home all night
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit
while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her."
She roll with them
the chicken or the egg?
I egged the chicken, and then I ate his leg
Riding the trains, in between cars
When I pull out the station, You're Gonna Get Yours
When it's springtime down in Georgia
It's winter time up in Maine
You can go from snow to sunshine
If you board a southbound train
You get used
an angel named Gabriel
Everything’s love it’s a thrill on the soul train
Soul train yo
Straight buzzing off of that soul train glow
And you know we get deep
I like your bother, I like your mother
I like you and you like me too
We’ll get a preacher, I’ll buy a ring
We’ll hire a band with an accordion,
at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums,
her out
Put the hook on her, now she got love in the south
I got some purp' on me now
Stacking the Styrofoams up by the door
They don't let me back
to the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Get on Patron, run grab by your
know the city
Better not get caught in the wrong trenches
What's on your wrist, million?
And next week, it might be a zillion (woo)
Kanye let me
huh
On my head uh huh
Is such a glorious crown, I'm an outlaw
I deserve uh huh
What I get uh huh
I earn my freedom carried by the wind from Santa Fe
you want
Maybe sometimes then ya don't
But, leave your mind alone and just get high
Well, by and by, way after many years have gone
And all
they OGs
A straight up pussy and claims that he knows me
You see I, putting out these DVDs
Now my shit done hit the streets, he gots to squat the pee
bought me a through
Train ticket got across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out
Of Birmingham smokin' into New Orleans
Somebody help me
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