Lyrics:
can stop hiphop Yeah the moving train
Go make a research don't always show how you're lame
Boy talking about hiphop does hiphop even know your name?
AngelLaCiencia
Battle cry and i’m up the town (Up the town)
Too much winners they come and go like up around (Up around)
Two seaters can’t get
fall on the track
Let nature take it's course
I'm a product of the old Death Row camp
I ain't a fan of his, he might want to be standin' clear
I come
gasping for H20
Come out in hang out wit your big bro I'm about to hit ya'll with the Halo
We bout to take this far as we can go
Hop up on the train don't
you give me a hand
Caught the wrong train and now I'm in Mormon land
I'm in Mormon land
Everyone seems happy but really they're all sad
Covered by
denied a reporter replied
The death rate will eventually climb, so eventually I'm
On a track race for the dough before time get a clock that resigns
So
tight In my arms as the snow fall only thing I want for Christmas
We from opposite sides of the train tracks I'm from the trenches
I feel like you
One, two, one, two '94
I'm on the set, freaks on the floor
Don't worry about my name, it's to long to remember
I could tell you now but we'd be here
and I'm ducking on the side of your house
See, it's sad it came to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But
now
Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get
Blacker de berry, sweeter am de juice.
About a crap game, he knows a pow'ful lot,
But when worktime comes, he's on de dot.
Gwine to ask him for a cold
Blacker de berry, sweeter am de juice.
About a crap game, he knows a pow'ful lot,
But when worktime comes, he's on de dot.
Gwine to ask him for a cold
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
Blacker de berry, sweeter am de juice.
About a crap game, he knows a pow'ful lot,
But when worktime comes, he's on de dot.
Gwine to ask him for a cold
It’s the pride that keeps me alive and thriving like a goddamn watered plant
I’m diving headfirst in I’m deciding so I’m getting into my slaughter stance
southbound and out
I'm almost sure what it's all about
Wo southbound and gone
All I know is I'm movin' on
So I'm skippin stones on the hot steel track
Diggin
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
train tracks)
I'm sick of this shit I see on the TV, they showing psychopaths and I see me
And ya calling me a homeless hobo,
While I'm laying on my
Got on in New Haven
Last car on the train.
Put my hat on the seat,
Wipe the tears from my eyes.
I watched my life go by,
Like a movie in my
zone
I don't give a damn about a hater, I'm goin'
Eyes on the motherfuckin' prize and
I won't get disturbed and come down from my throne
B. Hood,
an awkward way
I used to talk about rape like it was funny
And then they raped the woman that was close to me
Now I listen to those tracks and I can't
Papa one eyed jack
You probably seen me sleepin'
Out by the railroad tracks
Go on and ask the prince of darkness
What about all that smoke
Come
to buffalos
I'm Coach Prime
Humblebrag.com up and running
Salute Poker
Set that date and we ain't really worried About the wait
Six for six by the way
get wrecked, no JK, I'm rolling necks
Dont make me pull the tool Im tricky with the pliers
Your sense of higher being comes directly from my supplier
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