Lyrics:
Verse 1:
I wish that I could see into the future,
Would it be a better place here without Chu?
Sometimes I feel like that, train off track (derail)
out too much, I'm probably recording heat
Niggas on my dick chill, I think they recording me
We live by the code and we die about it, keep that
Do away with the judge and the mug shots
Like we do away with the day when the sun drops
Clap your hands if you're tired of hearing gunshots
Or hear
The letters on the page
To spell your name
You said, "We only live once"
So we touched a little tongue
And instantly I wanted to
I lost my train
Hol on this train goin' by
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro
of pills
Pharmaceutical lunacy
Disgusting us all with their greed
Disgracing this world while we
Can't afford to live
We can't afford to live
That which we
We real niggas never will we fold up
Live by the code and die like a soldier
We real niggas never will we fold up
Live by the code and die like
Niggas on the corner took a train to survive
Niggas see the fake when they looking your eyes
Cat in the hat
Got the Money from the trap
Stack what you
My visionary is a vision
I watch her dancing by the window
And it rips my flesh to ribbons
And the whole world is just ripples
In the middle
ain't tryna
Waste no time
Waste no time
I still fuck with you though
Losing my train of thought Reminiscing when we used to Talk on the daily ever since
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
I'm all but frozen in the train lights
Pinned down in a rising tide
Stacks of bills and unsent letters
Box me in on every side
I'm holding out
We go to war like tomahawks and Indians
From the wilderness of our villages
Desert commander live on the gorgeous fortress like the sorceress
To build
Adidas motherfucker
[thug] Saturday Night Live, John Travolta ass motherfucker
[Keith] Suck my dick
[thug] You fuckin spaghetti and meatball eatin
Golly, Mister, where you going?
You'll be late for work
Careful or you'll drop your briefcase Jesus, what a jerk
There he goes Down
single time did I mention, I'm goin off this shit straight off the top
Straight off the top
Yeah, tr-train station, I run around here then I rock around
of hatin
Roll em in a dutch, smoke em like its jamaican
Everyday i bake em, eat em like its bacon
Smoking on that chronic
Bitch Im feelin like a rasta
Drop
Trap niggas for president
Take the White house and cook dope inside the residence
Fill it with the team let my niggas live in elegance
Workin out da
Bou
Uh huh
Listen
I grew up in that village on the side of them train tracks
Where niggas never stunt cause we ain't giving no chains back
Learned
neck
Now whose ready for next
You really aint ready yet
Ready set
Get gassed get blast
Im too heavy for that
Train gets derailed d-cell detailed emailed
[xzibit]
My chest is burning from the hennesy rock
Yo I live to see the enemy drop
The safety night got kennedy shot
It's political, the way I smash down is
Everything i spit straight fire
I'm above you like a hang glider
Go crazier than a live wire
I get everything i desire
I'm a princess and I never
on this train i ride
Ya'll was in the game but as i saw it i was still outside
These people only care about you when break a spine
Bitches actin like they
bleeding
Stimulated by surroundings
Taking ventures out and chilling
By our homemade nature fort
Sketch future floor plans for a tour bus
Natural habitats
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