Lyrics:
the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad tracks and find
That you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory
classy, gold hand bone, mama said I'm too flashy
Niggas wanna jack me, tell 'em, "Run it," like a track meet
On my DMX shit, tell my enemies to get at me
they might call me, but they gon' respect it
And I feel like you better off tryna call, I might not get the message
And she just tried to run off with
back
You can have it all
Take my chances make the run
Finish standing tall
Cause I'm going, going, going over Eden's wall
The heat pu an edge
(featuring Ras Kass)
[Intro: Ras Kass]
Uh, Dreddy Kruger, what up, my nigga?
Yeah, GZA, you know, uh, Rassy, you know
Shouts out to my nigga
my laughter sounds cracked
Forgive me if I smile badly
It's only that I've run off the track
Derailed by the irony
Can you hear the hooves, can
would be right back
With a cup of coffee, an old newspaper
Sitting by the side of the tracks, boys
Crying by the side of the tracks
He'd try
her feet
Glock in my right palm got my
Strong arm steady like kwali
Make it hard for you to get
By the silencer is so serene
Sound like a california
they might call me, but they gon' respect it
And I feel like you better off tryna call, I might not get the message
And she just tried to run off with
shirt, the net worth
To shoot the rock homey in many courts of ball
Four couldn't do it, so we bring all six
I circumcise the track, you just a dick
Petticoat Junction!
It is run by Kate
Come and be her guest
At the junction
Petticoat Junction!
And that's Uncle Joe
He's a-movin' kind of slow
Boy I'm
Boy I'm bout to drop a bomb in it
Uh huhh!
Boy I'm 'bout to drop a bomb
Bitch you better run
Boy I'm 'bout to drop a bomb
Bitch you better
of the old railroad track
Where the trains used to run
Carryin' freight by the ton
Blow the whistle as Billy'd wave back
But the children around Billy's home
don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
Man, what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we fall out like
(he don't knock)
And if you're not watchin' (he walks right in)
You'll run right into him
Same wrong, different right
Different tunnel, same
how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I'd get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul
Needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on this track
And so I DID it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and SPIT it
By the end of the verse you
till it runs out of track
I feel like I'm on to something, something, something
I can't tell you how or where I'm heading now
But, the winding
Hee's baaacckk!!
To rip on this track, I'll rip any broad
I don't care, white or black!
Hee's baaacckk!
If Pit's on the job, then there's no need
(Yung Lan on the track)
(Evergreen with the heat, yeah)
(James about that check, boy)
I chose you (yeah)
Walkin' along, hopin' I run into you
shots in the K (in the K)
Marathon, I really run the A (run the A)
Say you touched me, how Sway? (How Sway?)
Graveyard, that's where the opps stay
Witches gimme luck
And more for a buck
Darker than muck!
Skin got me struck
Eyebrows plucked
Play me like a schmuck
She let me run the track
She played me
weren't so wrong
You can't tell when you're weak and you're young
It's a beautiful struggle
The tracks end here but the train's gotta run
Beautiful
at you and I knew we were sealed
By a fate that has ways of providing
Yes, sometimes you get there in spite of the route
Losing track of your life
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