used to have in school We saw the teacher marry the preacher Who do you thinks the fool? Can?t you hear it like a train, comin? too fast Pain, is it
, very much, When suddenly there's a knock on the door Well, now, who could that be? I say, "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO
liquor we pourin? it all day, Lookin? for drama my niggas be wildin', Hey, fuck, hey, fuck, hey, fuck, hey, fuck hey. [Verse One: Krayzie Bone] Guess who
to the roof like, "Fuck that sista" Ask an old man, "Can you help me mista?" Got to the roof clutchin' my four-four Open up the door, yo, guess who I saw (Who
ride on the train (The train) The train (The train) The ch-ch-ch-ch-ch train C'mon, c'mon Huh, take the train, take the train, take the train Huh,
know a girl with a name as beautiful as the rain Her face is the same but she suffers an unusual pain Seems she only deals with losers who be usin' them
gets spilled and, runs in the drain That's right, my flow one and the same, the joy and the pain My name, the burner that destroy the toy and the train
back, just look at the map, thought we wouldn't get in the game I'm sticking my dick up in the game and bustin in that like a train I'm hitting that
how they would scrape ya From off the pavement, I hate gettin' locked up 'Cause that upstate bus reminds me of the slave ships But then the Bible never saved shit I guess
knock at the door To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyes Who are you? Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me? She called me by my government name, Kimberly Who
my hussle ain't changed I'm still prayin' my best presence to overcome my pain Singin' tapes of Cain The roads to riches seems longer than the freight train
rambles And the rain sounds like a freight train Don't it always come the same When your hunger meets the pain of her resilience CHORUS I guess
the fall. Live the big city life, I guess I could have it all.. [CHORUS:] Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me, And all this pain
having the strength to re-define your life's work. A follow-up to 'Guess Again.'" KB Emma Rae's riding on a north-bound train Spilling all that pain
to rewind it Every brittle phase has an expiration assignment Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive With five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9 Who was trained
who sang a swan song of afternoons and home life Well he was found lost, murdered a mile away in yards and turnpikes God bless little lune tns who got
Just a theory I don't know what it means But that's the story of the man who trained himself not to dream [Chorus] He once saw a paining that told his
we'll be there for some time there is no reason i can find wagon train what's my name can you guess my crime wagon train ease the pain and leave the world behind wagon train
