Lyrics:
There is a sign that something's wrong
Now the eager crowd hangs on every word
But the sounds are slurred by the singer
Til' the people feel every
engineer in the train sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
"Oh my, oh my, what
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset
Jane is in her vest
Me, honey - I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz
the railroad track
Old engineer in the train sitting in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that them drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh
put that on my people
And just cause you got it don't mean that we equal, Bitch
I'm rollin' with a block on the freeway
Young nigga trap by the 3way
I remember when I saw you there
What did you see in me? Tell me
Let all the people stop and stare
You were the only one that I could see
Time
the good die young do the bad die old? (Let me know)
I'm just trying to carry my load another good nigga livin' by the bad guy code
Lookin' for the Lord
Just my real homies still by me
None of the money excites me
All of these labels they watch me
Sobbing, on drugs
And they're cutting inside me
Just
(Yeah!)
Still got my ambition, it hasn't diminished, i'm driven by my intuition
Speaking my wishes, into existence, promise you we 'gon get out
Tell em put they hands up
Like I told em freeze
Its a robbery I want the jewels and the cheese
Its necessary get this doe by any means
Its
wheel
Just be sure what you want to steal
Some people do it by the book
But I prefer to go by feel
Tell me
I wanted to get out of here
But every
NBA chains, put them bands on it
Do another show, a whole ‘nother check on me
Let ‘em hate, I'ma steady just flex on ‘em
In the studio with Eli
Bitch we
the railroad track
Engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my,
to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
People, it feels so good to be back
Ladies-ladies and ge-ge-gentlemen, gentlemen
Introducing-ducing the new-new and improved-proved
You-you know
the railroad track
Old engineer in the train sitting in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that them drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh
People, it feels so good to be back
Ladies-ladies and ge-ge-gentlemen, gentlemen
Introducing-ducing the new-new and improved-proved
You-you know
They smiled so much and waved their flags
As she saluted to the military band
Most of the people failed to see
She had a broken bottle in
They smiled so much and waved their flags
As she saluted to the military band
Most of the people failed to see
She had a broken bottle in
See me flash on TV channels
(Never throw the towel in)
People passing, keep harassing
(Asking what my style is)
Just go grab some rubber bands
renaissance if you will
A band complex and intricate
We've been called by some prophetic. They say our rhymes are medic
All our impersonators are pathetic
tight homie called David Kim
We loved making music, me and him
He was like a brother to me, even helped him make beats
He started a band: Drums, bass,
people buy
Always riding with my shooters, oppos tryna see me die
Windows down in carmel selling to the rich man
Gated community paying 20 for a gram
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