batteries dead and the tracks run out (batteries dead and the tracks run out) I'll shout it out, I'll shout it out The batteries dead and the tracks burnt
change, try to move up to the next level. And that day I came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, "oh you a real soulful dude" [
and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and
hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and
train tracks and a seagull dump Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel and her 'Marvellous Pigs In Satin' We pounded our stakes in the ground All powder brown And
Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin' best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and
, Ezmerella Zella Anyway they had sex on a Ouija board And I was born the next day, Violent J When I was 14, I tripped on the train track And I was crushed
such bands as big drill car, and others.) It was very difficult to translate this track because a lot of the humour and irony of the original just wouldn
silver platter For an empty plastic tray There was nothing left worth waiting for The kids burned down the candy store And I'm waiting for a train
, run Long John's gonna beat you Beneath the shinin' sun Long John was the youngest horse And Molly was the old Molly was an old gray mare And he was
never knew To be a horse, to be a train I wouldn't have the heart And next to the tracks You find an apple cart Maybe we'll stay at home And be together
hunger tracks rats on the train tracks And when I rap on tracks I attract tremendous energy sources Changing force through metamorphous I travel darkened corridors with orbs of light and
, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and
And I don't know who'll speak first It doesn't matter anyway tonight Let's be best strangers They closed the bar an hour ago Last train whistles down the track
Got a old horse Run loose on the farm Like a big dog Don't do no harm And I live down A dead end track Me and my horse And them chickens out back Raised
It was the army train that took her daddy from her It was the Bible train that took her momma too And that high loud whistle made her horse run away But
arrangements on your face Super speed flowin' [Unverified] Doctor Octo, mental disorder, person in alias Fifty-five-six computer tracks on your ass cracks Therapy patient ignored your rhymes in the train
