Lyrics:
train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia
And it's cold and damp in the transit camp, and the air is still and sullen
And the pale sun
in transit, obliteration
Disconnected correlations
Lucky 7, ace of spades
Double down, checkmate (woo)
Ain't getting out of here alive (Ice V)
where I am
I'm in the back of a transit van
In a squat on the earls court road
Gone down to London turning coal into gold
Down to London, down
Sitting in a transit all night long
Playing clubs and rocking right on
The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time
Wish I was home
Overnight and Time, Mayflower and Freight Line
Specter, Yellow Transit, Western, and Gillette
Redball, Rider Northwestern, Big CF
Beaver & Bell, Hoover
and crossed and screwed in transit
Broken , splintered, bruised and thrown
Badly shattered, gale force frighty
Rushed across and shown alone
Speech
train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia
And it's cold and damp in the transit camp, and the air is still and sullen
And the pale sun
Sitting in a transit all night long
Playing clubs and rocking right on
The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time
Wish I was home
Sitting in a transit all night long
Playing clubs and rocking right on
The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time
Wish I was home
where I am
I'm in the back of a transit van
In a squat on the earls court road
Gone down to London turning coal into gold
Down to London - down
l'éclat du soleil autour du cockpit
Attention branle-bas de combat, passager très spécial en transit
V.I.P.
Most important person to me
V.I.P.
Aucun Boeing sur mon transit
Aucun bateau sous mon transat
Je cherche en vain la porte exacte
Je cherche en vain le mot "exit"
Je chante pour
on the road like 28 gram
And you know who I am
Shower man down like Fireman Sam
Drive to your ends on a two-year ban
With Solo in the transit van
Nah, you
a jet
We don't need no rapid transit
To show us where it's at
[Chorus: x4]
Stay golden shine for me today
We're going on a treasure hunt
Care
effluence.
There's an inherent disease
Goes with an imbalance of the juices
In the brain that in transit
Causes one to envisage white faces,
As if spiked
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
moms out there now she living like she 'sposed to
How I go from AC transit up to Testarossa?
This is no Toyota, 0-60 in like no time
Since the 10th
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
to hurt this way
Shag it off don't be ashamed
Nothing ever stay's the same
Why you want to hurt this way
Open the screen door
The transits to plays an old
that fuckin' transit cop
Who was there every time I had to fuckin' hop the train
Want to play like he fuckin' ran the whole station
Like he, like he had
Aucun Boeing sur mon transit
Aucun bateau sous mon transat
Je cherche en vain la porte exacte
Je cherche en vain le mot "exit"
Je chante pour
a mansion (facts)
Black card, used to swipe on transit (facts)
Don't get on my line with no transcript (facts)
If you ain't bustin' no moves, I don't
round and never let go the hold she has
From heaven's rafter to the ground and back and forth and twice as fast
Transit in the blink of her big brown
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