Lyrics:
moved into town
To a shack by the train depot
Jack got a job as a bouncer
At a bar on Paradise Row
Mama got a job in the cotton gin
Grading cotton by
Time, it took us by surprise
Your path did not cross mine
The years went by and so it did our train
Streets, I roam them on my own
My feelings all
pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
Wanted man by
this tune
To be imbued by a passionate few
While riding on this track, passing 'em through
Faded lights now brighter in view
My future self coming into
AXL
Look
I'm feelin' like Adriano in Pro 6
I got the Off-White logo on both kicks
Already gone by the time that I post pics
Trap money, rap
you know we in power
You could see my outfit on the Discovery Channel
I'm a stunner, my bitches train like robots
They sniff coke, deep throat, and they
you know we in power
You could see my outfit on the Discovery Channel
I'm a stunner, my bitches train like robots
They sniff coke, deep throat, and they
been rippin this way since MC's was just a labor pain
Underground for far too long but now I will be surfacin
Spray from my brain on the train like
Him famous?
Then the cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus,
I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives,
Why I'm captivated by the brown
He pulled up in that old two seater
With a brown paper bag and a white wife-beater
Pulled his dark shades down over his eyes
Thinkin' "man, what
the 39
Thieves in a beat spores of a warm Helvetica
Brown proper for the
Odd gutter monster propped
On the teleprompter
Wild blue yonder blue in the face
now you're on my mind
I'll be living in the West Coast by October
I told you I'd get there when I got older
A plane fare your brown hair losing track
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
As I mix Walk on By over Passin' Me By
Seem like everybody puffin' but I'm contact high
Off this fresh new wax, with the real brown sugars makin' eye
I got a call back from the D-Train today
They said I'd be a good fit and I could start right away
I think I'll refrain, to be sane is much more okay
said, "November 6th"
"Write your name so I can keep this inside my pocket
And I'll always have a little piece of you with me
When you're not by my side
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
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
marryin'
It's them cold NYU winters
Laptop, brown socks, and no dinner
Drownin' out the sound that my stomach made
Napster, nigga I got everything
Yeah,
One day summer afternoon
Just me nothing much to do
Then he swayed on by me
Brown hair and a wicked body
No words 'cause he was shy
I winked and just
teething I'm marking a beast sheep
Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a beat
Smores over warm helvetica brown proper
For the odd God or monster, proper
nervous, you around this
Louis got me wearing brown kicks
Looking like I stepped in dog shit
Bringing all my niggas on the road with me
I ain't
usse
I got on Richard milli, I look richer by the day
yeah, yeah, get out the crib and we poppin' (turn up, turn up, yeah)
I really be doin' this rap
ask somebody that
The people that's most affected, by this war
are the so-called hip-hop generation
The Army is the best kept secret in the whole
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