you know what you got? Jump on my train My little train of thought The season's shifting From cool to hot Jump on my train My little train, my train of thought
blessed me ever since jayvon's testimony from a jail house, jumped in a Testarrosa had to find myself, then remind myself fucked up; im grown, i gotta blame myself streets taught me everything; i trained
I had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position Had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position Had my tray
yeah) [Hook:] (X2) Even though I'm makin money, Even though I'm makin money, (Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do what I do...) Even though
of But now you got a face only your mother could love [ CHORUS ] Break it down [ Devin ] I can't do nothin for ya Only your mother could love ya I
you too, ya bastard I just want my fucking phone call Please come to the front gate I got his ass, didn't I? Told him my plan, didn't I? Thought I was
Dogg, then you switched to Treach Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called Quest And you gots no respect for me, is that right? Well jump your ass on the train
them too So we worked the train on her And left enough stains on her neck Lookin' like a gold chain on her No free high, the hoochie couldn't find two Even though
shut your mouth Better take a little time to level out I never thought of running My feet just led the way Mixed up signals, bullet train Cars are
He's gonna tell you 'bout his dear old mother Burned up in a factory in Springfield, Mass. He's gonna tell you 'bout his baby brother Hustlin' down the
called "For Women" right Originally, it was by Nina Simone She said it was inspired by, you know Down south. In the south, they used to call her Mother
mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Sigh before we die like the last train
when heat's to they noggin' I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon' testify The way a gruesome murder been televised? Stupid, my name still ring in the streets though
when you see me 'round town Walking around with my head hung down I'm so lonely, I'm so lonely And don't be surprised if you see me on the train Like
[killah priest] The prophecies of a poor man end on a train Take his last breath Slumps over drops his last bit of change A mother pacing by her window
what you scared for, unprepared for Tunnel rat schematics, score from your average rappers new era We rocking sewer caps Breathing bricks, exhale train
