Lyrics:
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
al Hajj Malik Shabazz
High class get bypassed while my ass gets harassed
And the fuzz treat bruh's like they manhood never was
And if you too powerful,
They grab you by the collar
And they throw you through the door
You don't have to be in the army
To fight in the war
Well, you're working very hard
Sometimes, the most beautiful things
The most innocent things
And many of those dreams, pass us by
Keep passing me by
You feel good
I said
Across those winding streets.
I am stuck your mind fuzz.
In a hazy glow.
Blood shot eyes an honest lie.
By the way she shifts her gaze.
I was crushed
Old toy trains
Little toy tracks
Little toy drums
Coming from a sack
Carried by a man
Dressed
In white and red
Little one
Don't you think
just baked Caramel Delights
T Swift and T Pain rappin' on the same track
It's a thug story tell me can you get with that
I had a dream last night I
Peel me a grape, crush me some ice
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow
Spot me a smoke, talk to me nice
You've got to wine me and dine me
Peel me a grape, crush me some ice
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow
Spot me a smoke, talk to me nice
You've got to wine me and dine me
Long handwritten note
Deep in your pocket
Words, how little they mean
When you're a little too late
I stood right by the tracks
Your face in
Clouds roll by
Reeling is what they say
Or is it just my way?
Wind blows by low light
Side tracked low light
Can't see my tracks your
We got London On Da Track
2 Chainzs
You niggas ain't talking about nothing what the fuck y'all doing in my section
You niggas ain't talking
Ayo, it's Biggie Oof
Yo, it's time for a song
It's a Christmas song, by the way
Track six
Track six
Jingle, jingle
Track six
Track six
Christmas day
Cast out like a cruel master's son
Dragged up by the knees
Wrung out in a soft flower bed
Down in the weeds
Forlorn and freezing and forgetting
Lay
Lay
Lay
Armageddon
This beautiful tree
Boo hoo
Give up living
Ample
Eye
They give in
On The Buses, up the stair
By the television
blue railroad tracks
Shinin' by the light of the moon
If you ever felt the locomotive shake the ground
I know you don't have to be told
Why I'm goin
Sometimes, the most beautiful things
The most innocent things
And many of those dreams, pass us by
Keep passing me by
You feel good
I said
cried, Bill, Bill, Bill when are you coming back.
I cried in a stranger's arms standing there by the railroad tracks.
Oh, yes I did.
The day you left
Asshole!
Good morning, pigs
Good morning, fascists
Honkys
Killers
Bigots
You fags
Pinkos
You creeps
You bastards
Fuzz
This indoctrination
Peach Fuzz Kurt Russell
Baby face with lots of stubble
Homie it’s Peach Fuzz Kurt Russell
It's Peach Fuzz Kurt Russell
It’s the white boy
It’s
choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch'boogie!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Take me right back to the track, Jack!
Gonna settle down by
choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch'boogie!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Take me right back to the track, Jack!
Gonna settle down by
Desert Haze
Written By: Taylor McCluskey And Glen Robinson
Lost in the desert haze
The drums are thunder
The bass is fire
Under the blazing sun
Featuring Scooyunda
Track Produced by Pug Tunes
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