Lyrics:
'Daddy, what's a train?'
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning
you by my side girl you must be tired
The way you running through my mind I can't wait to call you mine
Baby we ain't got to rush we can take our time
fit for my own time
Best under danger, flames in the hangar, breakin’ out the daggers, fire from the chamber
Big by design, but I shine on the front
Hope you're alright
I'm doin' fine
Most of the time
You're not by my side
It don't feel right
This world it harden me
Scarrin' me through the night
motherhood
And we fall out of touch
In your absence I write songs again every day
Haunted by ghosts of the dope ass albums you would've made
Until two years
Twista, first time I kicked it off with 'Adrenaline Rush'
Next album I kicked it off with 'They Kill Us All'
This time, I'ma show you how to 'Check
Ye ain't big-big whippin'
Ye ain't steady tip-tippin'
No girl gettin', homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye is (think ye is)
But ya ain't (but ya
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
Yo, wanna know something about my right arm?
I done flex so hard, I set off fire alarms
The fireplace's outta space with a lion's belt
Big jewels
know that I been smokin'
Joint real big, so you know that I been smokin'
Room full of fog, so you know that I been smokin'
Hangin' with the Dogg, so
behind, I'll know more in time
For now I just sit back, unwind, count my blessings in a rhyme, I'm stressing and it's fine, it's time
To break out
it like I feel it
Say you need mee cause I need you so bad
Sip by sip, shot by shot
Gone feel this rush, feel this buzz
Feel my light... so looka here
debut
Album, power of the Dollar
And finally in the spring of 2000 it
Was ready to be released by
Columbia Records it represented to him all
The struggles
Sex, I'm takin no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe, a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin ain't easy but it's
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
tight,won't let it pass by
Oh my (oh my), if you want some nigga I'm outside
Don't keep me waiting coz ain't really got no time
When I roll up my sleeves,it's
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Motherfucka
Fuck the consequences
I'm for it all its
Whatever
Take it one day at a time
Don't rush
If you combine it all at
Once it's too much
Too many
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
nobody will even listen listen
Maybe somebody big will but I don't wanna get big
By riding another rappers dick
Ay ay ay
I make a song every day
Ay
How I
major congratulation, you know leading the way
I salute you, big time for that
I swear my demons
They pull up on me every night
Again and again and again
don't have the time to fuss
The feelin' of me countin' money sends a nigga in a rush
Niggas feelin' they bounty hunters, run in shit would get you flushed
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