Lyrics:
me a mule to ride
The train pulled out and I swung behind
Oh I love her, that hard-headed woman of mine
Well now, my baby she's long, oh yeah, you
that mean and hungry look
Those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em
I could see 'em comin', I could read their faces like
rides my pockets now
But by the spring you know yes you know that they will
And someday soon I'll see you there waiting at the station just for me
(oh)
I
What do we want freedom what do we need freedom
What do they promise freedom but we never see freedom
What do they mean by freedom
They must think that
Strolling by the river, with that sweet scent
Could pluck it from the air
When you're out of sight, out of reach
I reckon this is probably a good start
But I
And I wanna hear that tune by Redman 'Can't Wait'
That tune the bomb, yo"
"You got it, coming from The Darkside Radio
This is 'Can't Wait'"
Woo, yo
Yo, check it, I'm feeling really good about now
I've got that Christian swagger
Ain't no way I'm dropping my style
You see I've fallen twice
And just
hold the key
Open up the door and see what lies inside
The train keeps rolling I keep falling behind
I'm made of a different stock
The kind that doesn't
hold the key
Open up the door and see what lies inside
The train keeps rolling I keep falling behind
I'm made of a different stock
The kind that doesn't
Our man Abu squeezes off twenty tracer rounds
And that's when she jumps the turnstile
And as she clings to the roof of the speeding train
on everything
I get so high that the sun
Could never set on me never say good-bye
This gangster shit's my destiny
Watchin' days go by
Just countin' all my
And that's not where you're at with this
You've got a different religious framework in mind)
The last sandwich shop before the train station
You swing
A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" (holler holler)
Nah, fuck that bitch
(I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Trinidad Jame$ clothes)
Southside, ClayCo,
That's
In dreams
It seems
I always see
Avenue P
As it ought to be
In a four-star movie
Directed by me
And starring, of course,
Yours truly,
Rosie
to call
I burned a hole in the dining room table
Now let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close now but, by the way
Cat in the hat
You is a cap
This beat slap she throw it back
That ass I smack
I buss like Iraq
I’m killing the beat
Y’all under attack
Copper my bite
Ain't a whole lot of brain to that, just trying to maintain a stack
and knock a lot like two trains that's on the same track
'Fore I get my life together
I'mma whoop it like free
Have a pint, have a liter
This that dirty sweet tea
By three, I was just tryin' to grind on a G
Mane same time that Dr dre said
see
Sometimes it's har-ard but you gotta understand
When the lord made me, he made a ramblin' man.
I love to see the tow-owns passin' by
by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't find
misunderstood
Can't you see that I am barely getting by
I'm alone in this house the first of July
Can't you see that I am okay on my own
Please stop pissing
You said you'd like to see me again
And then it all unravelled
I heard that you were seeing someone
Not such an insignificant other
It seems my
see from their perspective, that's how it'll look
But all these people have a shoe that doesn't fit your foot
So don't beat up yourself that's only
of the day
In my tent in this camp by the tracks
Gonna catch that morn'n train, to a place not on a map
c homeless shuffle, to a place beyond nowhere
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