Lyrics:
This is for the grown and sexy
Excuse me, what's your name?
Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second?
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that
Fifteen years looking back you gon feel embarrassment
Real deal Holyfield bring that pain back
Hate to see a made man turn a main rat
Rather stand up then
you take the 3.10 to Yuma
You can see the ghosts of outlaws go ridin' by (Ridin' by)
In the sky (In the sky), way up high
The buzzards keep circlin'
to be my lady
But I don't see her
She wants to be my lady
But I'm a free bird
I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time
I gotta fly by
to be my lady
But I don't see her
She wants to be my lady
But I'm a free bird
I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time
I gotta fly by
tight
Aye that’s right SHAWN E
Here we go NibbyGimmeSumMore
It’s SHAWN E boi
I’m on Bombay
Smoking in LA
Making memories and melodies
Big dreams
train home
Wheels keep turning on and on.
See those people in their flats,
Lit by their TV's and feeding their cats.
Roll by your window, but you know,
a suitcase
Fifty feet down from the train to the ground
It's a miracle that he survived
What are the chances that a man would be standin' there
And take
to see
The things you want in life
Come and go so easily
She took the last train out of my heart oh, oh
She took the last train
And now I think I'll
Fuck it…
Let’s do this shit…
LUCV
That’s right…
Aye
Feel it
Vibe it
Pop one
Smoke some
Pour some
Aye
Aye
SHAWN E
Fuck the bad vibes yo
see the flies
Set alone round steak and last Monday's pies
And the sleepy hill drug store, cafe is open
Coffee is bubblin' hot
Folks that aint workin,
Everybody gone gotta realize I’m on my own
Moms said “keep yo head up” told her “yeah I know”
She said “Shawn what happened to smile”
She ain’t see it a while
a couple of fresh records
And a bangin' hand style to put the jukies On the guest list
Walk for that
Metal train graf brainiac
Walk for them
Not
samir amin
My seeds dog, gotta teach 'em that before I leave dog
Shit I know that I'ma see 'em when I leave dog
I come back in the afterlife
Like fuck
this beard
See the last train is more stressfull than flying
Which ain't to relaxing for me I ain't lying
Since 9/11 this beard ain't travelled well
Act
Here comes the choo-choo
Here comes the train
Riding down the valley
Of the coconut plains
Cause when I hear that choo-choo coming
I just see those
An independent older sister got me fly when she could
But they all didn't see,
The little bit of sadness in me, Scotty
I've got some issues that nobody can
shovel it on
You could see the fireman grinnin' in the engine that was winnin'
But I knew before the finish, they'd be gone
(Well, he knew before
Sent the clique to fuck
[Ja Rule]
For the life of me, I can't see why niggaz run on the gaurd
It's unrighticously hard, and foolish like Shawn
But
historians went and changed the description
I'm blamed for the 'caine in the kitchen
The C.I.A. playin with the pigeons, same pain that I'm pitchin (yea)
gotta see a reverend
I had a couple lanes but the dots turn solid
I wanna live in the hills or tropics
Smoke that cat piss Joey exotic
I had to get my
then they knocked off
I know they fucking mad
Bitch gon call my phone talking bout shawn
My brothers want yo ass
Tell em come get it
That shit be pitful
it's ok
To run away and cry
I'd like to catch a train
That could go back in time
That could make a lot of stops
Along the way
I would go to see
Struggled I hungered Pain he be moving I hunkered Love and his brother Strain
Trusted that Humble stayed he be losing the bunker and he's getting smothered by
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