Lyrics:
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
need the most
I tell 'bout what you are, you niggas' needle's low (needle's low)
Bitches know you broke just lookin' at your hoes (at your hoes)
They
It ain't a needle in a vein
It ain't backstage sex
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five
an archer wields his bow
I believe when the arrow finds its mark, it pierces the soul
Three songs for a quarter each time I open my case
Four chords
I count "three, four" and then we start to slow,
Because a song has got to stop somewhere.
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
SOMETIMES I'M 3 INCHES & A SLIP FROM A NEEDLE
AND 4 INCHES FROM A GRAVE
SO I BASH OUT ONE MORE SONG AND CHIP THE BOREDOM TO THE FLOOR
BEG FOR MY MEDICINE
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
on the wall
Condemned by the critics who want to tear me down
When it's just another lyric going for a song
We're low on life on the highway in search
movin' along (It's the L-the O-the N-the S)
Three in this to grass it up like me
Besides TNT, see an N and BG
My visionary which is skipping on my
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
you niggas don't know me
Y'all know that nigga on the rap songs
Y'all know that nigga in the movies
You don't know this nigga in 3-D
Real live,
so and so on
Are only the tools we use to build a song
Onces you have these notes in your head
You can sing a million different tones by mixing them
[D]riders,
Three con[Bm]ductors, and t[A]wenty five sacks of [D]mail.
We're all [Bm]out on the southbound odyssey,
As the [F#m]train pulls out
those needles
Hook
He swung the chain with the keys
Singing rap songs
Did a spin move
One of the Jackson's
Shiny black shoes
Sold a couple phones
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
There are fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
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