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Dad Ride My Train

Ride my train Come on ride my train Come on ride my train Come on ride my train Come on ride my traaaaiiin Come on ride my traaaaaaaain Ride my train Come on ride my train

raised on rock My dad was howling but my heart was a rolling stone Yeah, I was raised on rock My mama said I had a devil to scratch my soul And I was

? but bad taste I murder beats you can ask Mace, homie My shit I drop stickier than trash day I ain?t gotta change shit I?m so dangerous And my style

, there's always Dad. Wavery...When my knees get wavery, My heart's in my mouth, my nerves heading south, And I've got the shakes. Quavery...When my

One day little Billy said ?momma, where?s my dad?? Fightin? back the tears she said ?I knew one day you?d ask? She walked him down the hallway, to a

on the Pro-tools Apple C Apple V Drop the beat Hit delete Hit record Smorgasbord Draw my sword Jump aboard Grab the phone Call my Dad Shared some love

sun rise, Scrapin' out my pipe tryin' to Stay High, I gotta get blunted for the nine to five, And I need a facelift on my oldschool ride, My scrapin'

but our relationship blossomed Got attached to your kids, I loved 'em like my own Referred to your daughter as my daughter, your son as my son Called you my

to live my life/ and ill find a way. I got to thinking/ you know that it aint so bad/ I got my friends and my brother and my mum and my dad/ and I?m