Lyrics:
away,Stay farawe
Chorus *2
Verse 2 radio edit /chorus
Fine face n a biggie bum
She got a fine face n a biggie bum
Fresh out of bandana n ma Louie
absence ‘ll turn you past-tensed
My focus is futuristic
I flow with no explicits
Radio won’t have to edit
Unlikely they let it spin
So I’m globe trottin’
to wet the bed in the summer just to keep cool.
Yeah, many's a night I'd lay awake
A-waitin' for a distant station break
Just a-settin' and a-wettin' an'
train
I've been hit by another fast movin' train.
I wondered as I lay there and held her
Why can't this be real?
Why the fear wouldn't let me
far?
The prodigal or prophetic?
I know perfection couldn't get it but my trauma has me feeling like I have to edit
Cutting corners like I'm tracing
Body (Radio Edit) - 3:22
Rock Da Beat - 3:53
Welcome To The Party (Kuya Ngoma Remix) - 4:08
Boom! - 4:33
enemies after fuckin' your wife, or runnin' train on 'em
Piss on a slut, let it rain on 'em
But I'd rather put my brain on 'em
Look at the bitch, she got
that nigga coffin shit
See we gang we never bought it in the streets I slang
Peeps I train to hustle get it take out names
Let me bang and spread it
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
Midnight train, roll on
Midnight train, roll on
Clear them tracks and keep that whistle blowin'
Take this stranger on to Santa Fe
It seems like
you love it
And I love you
So how could I complain?
I called 9-1-1
Said, "Officer, there's pop on my alt radio"
He told me not to panic, it'd be over
you love it
And I love you
So how could I complain?
I called 9-1-1
Said, "Officer, there's pop on my alt radio"
He told me not to panic, it'd be over
Losses and gains ride on the same train
The wheels keep rolling to the same refrain
Losses and gains ride on the same train
The wheels keep rolling,
dug Soul Train, not American Bandstand
The bigger nigga is back and I'm on the right track
As a matter of fact, I'm all that
So, ring around
This is how monster's function
Leave me alone
I ain't fuckin' with nobody
Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me
This is how monster's function
Leave me alone,
I ain't fuckin' with nobody
Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me casin' out
Verse 1: Po3
When a leaf breaks free from a tree
And falls to the street right beneath your feet
And you keep on walking, crumbling two or three
the house structure
Like Empire State, the power will surely crush you
As a pun on a radio edit, or nasty soda
I'm colder in the heart when the camel back
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
Ladies and gentlemen
You are now tuned in to the very best
Of the Phin-vale Anton-tindale?
You can't stop the boss -
Like a runaway train
You can
Nigga, that's what them noodles do
Thought I'd be dead by the age of nineteen
I been doing this shit, it might be brand new to you
I needed food on my
a bit of ass kissing
I'd rather listen to myself flop on the ground than hear the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and sing and talk and write and often
front of a train, gang gang
130 Miles an hour
Nothing could hurt more than seeing you in the shower
With another dude, not trying to be rude
But I'd chop
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