Lyrics:
Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um, twelve (what up, what up)
This is my dance song, can you hear me?
Alright, turn my headphones up
My favorite
am a runaway locomotive, out of my one-track mind.
Play a train song. Play a train song."
I got this old black leather jacket. Got this pack
Anybody got any special requests for us to do
John Henry?
Lemme do John Henry then and we'll go...
Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
where wait up
My squad brick-nopoli
Squad!
So pump right out my bong
Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone
2 Track don’t fear my past
Hustlin’ for
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
up when you let my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
D.E.E.P. you
summa
Going head up with me
Bring a motherfucking helmet
You niggas just special ed
All I see is green but my eyes so red
And all I do is win
Got a room
Cuban Linx
Buildin' my armor like a Brinks
Supreme Clientele got me out here wanna be rockin' minks
Nas is up next, QueensBridge where them gangsters
Imma leave the town
They don't fuck with mine
Gang I got
That's all I need
Pour out a little liquor for the RIPs
Feel like 2Pac
All Eyez On Me
All Eyez
the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum,
and some friends on an ocean-liner ship
She made a big mistake by leaving me home
I had to roam so I picked up the phone
Dialed Ali up to see what was
to cover my face
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how granny do it
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
When I brought it, why
and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?
[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no
Ton?made the track
Get lost, fool, and tell your girl I'm back
Sing it
[Chorus]
Get off my lap, cause you're gettin' kinda heavy
Lookin' at the bed,
more time
I'm a stubborn kind of fellow
Yeah, I'm a stubborn kind of fellow
Got my mind made up to love you
And oh, I've got news for you
Baby, now I'll make place for two
I guess you're just a stubborn kind of fellow
Got my mind made up to love you
and some friends on an ocean-liner ship
She made a big mistake by leaving me home
I had to roam so I picked up the phone
Dialed Ali up to see what was
With a burden of redcurrants
and wild garlic at my elbow I
wearily made my
way along Crackpool Burn,
joining the coast road at Glororum.
Up ahead I
we're gonna fuck it up tonight
I got my mic in my hand, with a hell of a grip
Bitches screamin' and shit, now it's a trip
Waitin' for the grand finale,
the happiest man alive
By settin' up a date and takin' my name for life
[Chorus: x2]
Baby take my hand I want to be your man forever
we're gonna fuck it up tonight
I got my mic in my hand, with a hell of a grip
Bitches screamin' and shit, now it's a trip
Waitin' for the grand finale,
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme I wrote
Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat
I got my mind made up, come on (come on)
Get in, get in t it
took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's
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