Lyrics:
morning dew
I know you're running from me too
Lil baby a train
Forever she rolling
Like a locomotive
The tracks in my brain
Are covered in memories
a real nice declaration
Welcome to the present, we're running a real nation
Would you like to join us, or stay mellow
Doin' whatever the hell it is you
And a cutlass raised in rage
Just for cotton and tobacco
For whiskey and for gage
Take the whip to drive the sugar train
A scent plantation and banana rain
I
and a cutlass raised in rage
Just for cotton and tobacco
For whiskey and for gage
Take the whip to drive the sugar train
A scent plantation and banana rain
I
There's a rule of law written by the cotton masters
I took my place at the Murray darling chamber
I saw no friendly face, I was a stranger
There was
The Iron Bullet
By
Phill Scullard
2014
Verse 1
200 tons of moulded iron running down a steel road
Across the southern plains of the American States
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
and Shakespeare shit
I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap
I don't hear shit, you niggaz are excess waste
A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd,
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
running, running, running by now
But I just hang around, ooh
Love shot me out like a rocket
Never to return and man, I forgot it
How it feels to fall
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Jack your shit, take your car for a test drive (Ah shit)
Gangbanin' out the window hollering let's ride
Gotta keep a tec by the bedside
These niggas
remember chillin' with my pistol on the train
I'm sayin' two to this I'm representin' hip-hop
Admit that I'm the man, its time for me to get my props
hasty people wearing well-tailored clothes commuters running for their connecting train
out of the noise to have a short break cold espresso a warm rain
moved
Unk came thru
Cause he had my back
I mean my mommas
He loved me
Like his own son
He had a family
2 daughters and 2 son
Lil cuhzzo
That's my nigga
We
(Verse 1)
At the station, I wait all alone,
Time passes by, heart heavy as stone,
Your train and you, when will you be here?
I miss you so much, it's
The night we met you said I look like a wanna be James Dean.
By midnight, I was broke and you wanted to fix me.
A freight train out of control
it movin
I could cope with a dosage
But that won't end
I'm a film like I'm frozen
In the pulpit
Only watchin the moments
Passing me by like the train
at the tables in the winter time
That's where I'll be
And I'm always here
In Washington Square Park
It's like two trains running in two tunnels
Suddenly
It's real, yo but still, yo, it's love here
And it's felt by anybody that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here
Must be
Getting over on loopholes
Getting paid two-fold on technicalities
Clicking your heels, scared to bust how you feel
Pack the steel
Picking cotton
I've got a splitting headache
Two aspirin for the pain
I'm on a wagon rollin' like a freight train
Another darkest day
Always in harms way
I've
pitchers on the tables and kids running 'round
Four generations of a blinking light town
It was the Cotton Eyed Joe or maybe just the right glance
She got
ancestors came to Africa
The cotton pic
The slave masters involuntary import
African life's matter i voluntary deport
I'm running away from pain
Got
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