Joe Budden - Freight Train lyrics
rate me<BR>
Yo, shakers, movers, haters, rapists, losers, liars, takers, shooters<br>
with ubsurded things like I was 13<br>
when he burst on the scene<br>
that eventually hurt Keem<br>
got a tool, when he stole from dad<br>
thought it'd be cool<br>
to play show and tell so he took it to school<br>
he in class with it, stylin for mad bitches<br>
nickle bag lifted, its sad cuz he mad gifted<br>
but that buiscut will only lead to bad business<br>
moms on dope, dads just ridiculous<br>
that leaves a menace, wantin to be king<br>
but they one in the same both runnin from pain<br>
but the laughter it fell from his face<br>
when it fell from his waist<br>
and hit Ramell by mistake<br>
tried as an adult, facin a long bid<br>
but the charge might change gotta see if the lil boy lives<br>
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Yo, self, pity, chasin, wealth<br>
could be sickly if ya fend for yaself in city like nitty<br>
who sold dope his whole life, the nigga sold dope to his own wife<br>
he knew her death would come soon<br>
bein real how much drugs could she consume<br>
even hid guns in his sons room<br>
but they dont know its a secret believe it<br>
he dont want them to get hit the way that he did<br>
house raided, drove by the house sprayed it<br>
ran in stole his stash, spouse naked<br>
its real here, he thankful that he still here<br>
caught'em nine times he'll easily take the wheelchair<br>
old hustla's cant escape old madness<br>
get the same results dealin with old habits<br>
which makes nitty a lifetime sufferer<br>
who thinks it'll be ight since he lives with his very best customer<br>
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Yo, his spited vengence, moreso extensive<br>
revenge is best served cold but its expensive<br>
near steps, to revenge is near death<br>
he disappears stressed reappears witha tech<br>
you kill his dog, he gone kill your cat<br>
hispops killed his mother so he killed his dad<br>
in his head he like god damnit he crept over<br>
with the same gun his pop planted that he slept over<br>
raised as a killa from an age thats a thrilla<br>
age with no filta and that rage is familiar now<br>
faith has him sleepin over that guy responsible for that black patch over his eye<br>
pillow over al's face he leaned over and cried<br>
he sighed and said your parents wont know that you died<br>
death penalty, no annesty just insanity<br>
clock ticks on the last member of his immediate family<br>
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