Lyrics:
railroad tracks
Oh, them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious so well known tracks
So, let's go back
Follow the yellow
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if
Harley didn't have no education he could hardly read and write
He was locked into a dead-end occupation his future didn't look too bright
He worked
of the street
They walked down into the night
And I can say that I've seen
Strange things have happened
is that what people say?
Another dead man walking
that life was rays
Sent by the sun
I never sent myself
Into those very rays
Until I saw that very sun
Until I lost that very sun
Just a dead man walking
the world
Cowboys and cowgirls remarked of her charm
And a smile that brightened the world
Admired and chosen by many a man
As the best of the trick ridin'
and a vicious man
And you better not set foot on his land
But I didn't think nobody could be that mean
So I took me out walking down the railroad track
like 'enuff of this
Who is this kid think he is?
Notorious like I'm close to big
You ain't notice that my focus like pac I'm above the rim,
But more
know how lonesome big towns can be
Oh what I'd give to be a country girl again to be with my people my man and my kids
To live in a house about a mile
now you say nigga
Notorious can’t say that I ain’t big
**** 15 minutes want 30 hours like Kanye is
By voicing freedom in your speech look what Kanye did
When you got no more assurance
Than a great big hunk of lead
If you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead
When a chick is smilin' at you
Even
Inspired by the violent Arab Spring
I nearly died once in a wrecked Porsche 911
But in the land of the dead, the dying man is king
You're looking for
a coal man all my life
Layin' down track in the hole,
Got a back like an ironwood bent by the wind
Blood veins blue as the coal.
Somebody said
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the notorious
One triple zero, no joke, we let it flow
Man for real though
Steppin' on sneakers with steel toes
the strong to be butchered for a price they themselves don't care about and will never understand
I myself am beleaguered by the selfish face of a kind of man
behind
Through the paper and the trash
All the needles and the cash
Side by side with the man in the big car
Then it turns the dead of night
money fast, like fire on the plastic
You a dead man walking, throw some tires on your casket
They say niggas in wheelchairs is half dead as it is
I still
, Lord, Lord, by no one man""
And then the high sheriff, he shot Lazarus
Well, he shot him mighty-big number
Well, the high sheriff shot Lazarus
Well, he
days he's going to be dead boys
Sun out, running out of luck
Wait, wait by the door
There's something else
Something happenin' around here
I don't know
don't know how lonesome big towns can be
Oh what I'd give to be a country girl again to be with my people my man and my kids
To live in a house about
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
an old rag
It ain't nine to five
Down and dirty he's an old tramp
He poses like a dead man
The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes
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