Lyrics:
that long black train
Long black train again
They built that house on the hill
Down by the tracks after the war
Every time he rolls back to town
She
from theory to practice, three stripes and maxes
Batter down the hatches, fights and malpractice
I called your bluff and tried to keep it fresh, bro
I
broke down and turned into a train wreck
Take another shot of grey goose
And roll another bone im in the zone
And im feeling like the world is mine
I'm
the can
My man had the same case, that's my word
Spent three years in the same place, he still there
Came down for a pill, it was still real there
Money
a demo
Switch up ya ammo, fill out the memo
Now you got the dogs locked up in the kennel
Rat, talking to the cops like that
On a 3-4 P you can't cop
used to follow them hip-hop tours
Handin my demos out at backstage doors
I'm through trying to be the next Dr. Dre
I'd rather just smoke this rock
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
But I don't wanna be a playa no more
I'm not a playa, I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Brock still down by law
Who's down to crush
Oh, late one night when the devil came for me
Pounding on my door
It was quarter past three
I was in bed
And I was half asleep
When the devil came
the music society
Straight down the hall there's a door in front of you
Knock three times see if they answer you
Knock three times see if they answer you
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
c one two three you and me
Here I am in the train thinking
Out my thoughts drifting in and out of reality
Feeling a little lost but that's ok cause
And then they hush their children back to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs they creep
For it is said that the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten thousand
You know like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me
Track master
We see you Tone
Oficjalnie polski rap narodził się
Tak naprawdę w
Grudniu 1982 roku w Kielcach na
Demo, które nazywało się "3" autorem tego
Jak to się dziś nazywa
Mixtape’u
better
A conversation with your soul will lead you to the path you truly headed, yeah
Hook: Po3 & Cee
(This train), this train, (this train is) bound for
read it?
Over and out, movin with swift celsius, I melted him down
Jet movin up, level seven seven six oh
with Darth Vader and 3P0
R2-D2,
Nite, yeah
Ayo kid, for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
'Cause I say a rhyme
I'm inside the air is fresh as [a lie? ]
You are greeted by a civil servant
She is dressed in beads
She jots down your needs
And casually recedes
Look
you walkin nude
Back with your girlfriends I cancel banks stop your shoppin
You work with kneepads, you loose stiff on Soul Train poppin
Your head
horns and my pitchfork
Are still back at my crib
But I can lay a quake on you
That'll level this whole jail down
'Cause I swear by all unholy
I'm gonna
and treat it like your runnin on a M track train
the beat in the back shake the weed in my lap
the store on the north buy blunts by the pack
-Equipto
yea
other service coming
Charles is leading by example, he's the only train that's running
All in all, we're in a doozy of a mess
So, all aboard the WTF
(Give me that Mayo)
Head down, push through
New whip and it's brand new
I copped one, had to
They closed doors but I got my foot through
You don't
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