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shouldn't be a part of the mission
But I do it, ten minutes remain
Before reactor one is goin down in flames
And so we out, to the train to rest
Part one

Put me on the next train
Headed south
Where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to now?
I'm sittin' at a red light
You go passing me by
Still can't

You're waiting for a train
A train that'll take you far away
You know where you hope this train will take you
But you can't know for sure
Yet it

and rusty in his rhythm and rhyming
Shit is sticky by design
Swine flu-esque flow
Yo Kodiak, code name
Fucking kid next door
Canon in hand
Alone
Roaming

and brown boy call me Miles Morales
Swing around the city wit no sense of malice
Black and brown boy call me Miles Morales
From the train to block the city my

Give'em a whole new perspective
Blowing like some steam from my new train a thought 
Learn how to follow direction 
Know what to read when you coming

Took a train to the city, Friday night
Five in the group to the night time high
We stay ourselves, we stay ourselves to get by
Strange manoeuvres in

Workin like I got a call on me to not vacation nigga
I can press the work like I train with laker nation
Got the mission get it done pen it with precision

poor
They're building a future that's not for me
No life, no happiness, no Liberty

Stuffed in the back of the transit train, I feel my life slowly slip

just what you need
I guess I'm just sad that you're not chasing
I can't stop you if you want to run away
You're like a train, there ain't no stopping

She looks like a sinner but prays like a saint
When Sunday comes she's gone by day
You hold close to the Bible and a bottle of wine
She's a wildfire

a metaphor
For all the days that have gone by
I know that I am no great healer
No soothsayer just a faker
I'm leaving this burnt town
Tomorrow night

Don't let it go
When it's almost love
Don't let her down
Don't miss the train

Don't let it pass
When in her eyes
Time passing by
Is turning lives

Camelback across the desert sand
Take a train to rome or home
Brazil forreal
Wherever I go he goes
Wherever I go he goes
Wherever I go he goes
Wherever I go

laughter from a couple walking by
People seem to be so together when your alone
I can´t think my minds like 
styrofoam

Tonight you´ll find me out in

a tube-train up your spine
Will the tightrope reach the end
Will the final couplet rhyme
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me

like blowing ya brains out through tha fuckin peep hole 
.
It's a cold world riding on a cold train 
Summer nights no rain just a light breeze doing

and punting trains
If my life was a video game
I wouldn't have to fight for the fortune and fame
I'd just use my music to put people to shame 
Either way,

a time and a place, I'll be on the way
Baby you can get it now, you ain't gotta wait
Nah, nah, that's true
Losin' train of thought when I look at you, I'm

Lost and astray
Too far away
You slipped from my reach again
Pick up the pace
And missing trains
Thought I’d find my way again
Oh well (oh well)
Oh

a pity)
But the fire afar stopped my train from going on
And now my motion sickness it's all gone
Even by the conductors proclamation
So I got off the train

you crazy

He made a move and crossed the railroad
Now he's waiting for the same train
Opposite direction
But he doesn't care

Now he is standing by her

dumb zkittles
Apple fritters come get em
Ticket on the low
I'm having motion like a freight train
BougHt my kid a ps5
But I really play games
Just to see

they hopped off a train
I watched niggas fold
While strikin a pose
Tryin keep a image that they can't uphold
Deep down inside
Them niggas was lying
When