Lyrics:
god, but I'm crooked like all the pastor preachers
Ya wife middle name is Train nigga, choo-choo
Ya know what I claim, Dipset, Soo-Woo
Yeah, Weeks is
and a pale face
my mind came with a failsafe
if shit got picked up by my brain waves
I loaded and always aimed straight
everything I did was to stay sane
freight train is running off the track
Hey mister, can you help me
I seem to have lost my way back home
There's no more taking chances
Embrace the ghost
don't fight or fuss
If, you, want to rock with us
Our talent's with us, so with us leave your trust
Get to the show train cab or bus cause we're
the zoots by ounce"
Swear the tracks so loud, grab your tickets
Get the tour sold out
I put ten bags up on the table
Fuck the label, got the COD loadout
[Donte]
I struggle more in tug-of-war, writin rhymes by the score
Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law
As a testament it
doing, like
Like I don't know, fuck 'em
What's a man without some
Principles to stand by?
A good girl beat a bad bitch by a landslide
They'll never know
your momma never told you
We were back to the bone
Better take me by the hand
(cause were never going home) lets go!
Come on and let it go, yeah lets go!
a change, 'least I made a tape
And I pray someday you're inspired by it and make your way, look
It's some legends gone so I'm paying homage, they paved
through
The things that I would do to you but it’s wrong
Tell me hazel what is going on
Lil hazel getting used up by the guys up on the block
They only use
I changed the locks
But your key, your key's still working
You can't train a moth I guess
Oh, each beast gets her burden
So we circle this old
Alexander McQueen
So bright, take my hand
We've entered a dream
Can't you tell by the change in the theme?
I'm wearin' ripped up Vans and
A hood by Supreme
the show.
The way she back, the way she move, she steppin' up just like a pro
Bang bang choo-choo train,
Get on down just do your thang
She back it up, they
that's probably what I'm gone get anyway
People told me that they had my back
But they left me so quick I can't even take em back
Cousin got kilt by
to you
Filling your head
Without an orignal point of view
[yeah]
Oh lookie here she comes again
Runaway train coming 'round the bend
If I'm such
you can call me Boots
'Cause we gon' boot 'em outta power then spread the loot
We need to drive that freedom train, not ride caboose
And you can tell
We fell out by the side of the road
I came in like a Roman attack
Or a train off the track
You were taken aback
I was there for sharing the load
thing, only seventeen
Walkin down the street just wanna be seen
Big ol earings, gucci links
By the way you switch your booty, betcha coochi stinks
Never
wings, and fly to sanctuary
Trying to dislocate from talk and scoff that shows them what they are
Murderous words might as well been sent by a bullet
the world is ours
Mind your place your in the face of a god
Time erased by the lack of law
Misplaced by what you saw
Up and down back and forth
The turn
the 21st. century schizoid human being...
If by chance they encounter a good musical idea, no matter how small. they will stop and smell the flowers that come
liquor get a stand quicker
Wither in the half moon light of
My life we lose vigor
By 28 we half gone already
Cause the liver and the
Kidney corroding
train
And every little stop keep a nigga tryin' to plot
On the paper you done gain until you drain
But I put that on the floor
I'ma flow 'til I got no
need some peace & quiet!"
I had big dreams, big imagination
Anything creative was a fascination
I was into planes, trains, and planets
Life was the paint
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