Lyrics:
sitting on top of the world
Went to the station, down in the yard
Gonna get me a freight train, worked and got to home
But now she's gone, and I don't
the desert sand was a milk and honey land
Then I awoke with a start
There the train comin' back on that one way track
Gonna take me away from here
As she
been here before
It's a certain type of thing, she gets bored of everything
Not the type you can ignore
Yeah, I just wanna taste as she grabs me by
receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire, I guess the season is on
So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all
May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, that's the man
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
, "Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
clearer? Everything's such a blur
It's not my turn, it's hers to get hurt
On a late-night, coming home from way too many train rides
Lace not as red as my
receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire, I guess the season is on
So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all
don't lay down on the railroad tracks
'Til after the train is gone.
You don't swim out in deep water
With your pockets full of stone
You don't get
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
I'm out on the street
All alone by the newsstand
The lady of leisure comes tearin' by
Almost knocking me down
She turns at the corner
time to find her gone
She's on the train
To somewhere up by Fordham Road
Her reptile brain
Locked down and ready in combat mode
Some cash,
brain
Or get hit by cars, trucks, and trains
Than listen to this shit
And if you don't like this track then you can skip
The Feds are coming but I
Just me and you girl
Whoa oh
Just me and you girl
Whoa oh
Trying to sneak upstairs to your apartment
Aren't you a sight for red eyes
I just
a candy store
I think you got what I want
And by the end of the night when you hot like a light
It'll be cause you and me burned up the floor
And if
the man on the train
He's just try'na get by (try'na get by)
With a buck, 25 (with a buck, 25)
Just try'na stay alive, the man on the train
Spare some
Get on the train you smelly Jew you too you dirty Gypsi get on
Taking yall back to 1944
My skin turned red from too many bedbug rashes set
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
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 the war freaks die off, leavin
DVD's (ow)
The come-up was crazy
Don't get smacked tryna fuck with us
Fuck with me, baby (ayy)
It ain't easy, I'm goin' easy (oh, oh)
(Gangsta
and hold your breath
You're gonna draw a pension after your daddy's dead"
"Children, children, get your hat"
"Mama, Mama, what you mean by that?"
"Get
those wonderful vinyl productions
I'm convinced it's an addiction, too. I feel just great again
(band, get ready)
When you see the train come
Then
can dish it out
But sometimes we men, we can't take it, hey
So I'm gonna get up out this chair
And catch me a train, and get where you are, hey
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
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