Lyrics:
know me, I'm your native son"
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' cards
message that your body's sending
Well I can tell you want it too
Well do you wanna hide the way you feel inside
It's too late to turn back now
Every
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
and now the stick in the air
On the last train home yo I don't wanna be there
I just pretend I'm on my phone son, tall dark and lonesome
Ball park
When I blast on your ass, I'm gon' empty this clip
Nigga, live by your rep, but I ain't takin shit
When I blast on your ass, I'm gon' empty this clip
what my folks told me but I still didn't listen
Everything gravy 'til them folks start snitchin'
You can't stand the heat than get your ass out
I couldn't let the train pass me by
Yeah I know I'm going to ride the 6:01
So c'mon everyone let's have some fun
Memphis Train, Memphis Train
I
Well, the judge he found me guilty of wrong doing
And he sentenced me to hang in mid July
He looked down at me and said, "Your life's a ruined
"If
Tiger Style Crane
I'm back nigga, ridin' that Gravy Train
The rap criminal, my artifact is hard to tame
Bitch wanna complain, no use in barkin'
Cause
wonder why I roam, Lord, Lord
Makes me wonder why I roam
Feed me biscuits and milk gravy
'Til your baby's feeling strong
We'll sit up picking
on by, breeze driftin' on by)
(It's a new life for me) me and the RZA connect
(For me, for me) me and the RZA connect (ooh, ooh)
(And I'm feelin' good)
They say don't let them in
Close your eyes and clear your thoughts again
But when I'm all alone
They show up on their own
Cause inner demons fight
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
That's all - I didn't expect
A kind of Spanish Inquisition
Enters, flanked by two junior cardinals
Cardinal Biggleshas goggles pushed
Over his forehead
your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' card games with
know me, I'm your native son"
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' cards
brain
Or get hit by cars, trucks, and trains
Than listen to this shit
And if you don't like this track then you can skip
The Feds are coming but I
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
How lovely are your branches
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
How lovely are your branches
In beauty green will
crackers think they sick,
By trying to make this bullshit affordable.
I thank the Lord that my voice was recordable.
Come an get your soul food well
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
junior year Spud Webbin my way to the NBA by now
Instead, I'm rollin' up on James just to let another day just go to waste right now
You think that shit
approval rating by serving your ass with words fool
Slam yo' back to the curve bra, like sanitation worker
'Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all
But i'm not feeling your mix tape brother
I think you made a big mistake brother
You're not hip-hop that's a piss take brother
Yeah, I like your mix
you must be crazy
It's ridiculous how you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there, girlfriend, I'm ticklish
And I be switchin' fees with a wrist
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