Trains (Written & arranged by Kirk McLeod) Please don't tell me you want to go home now There must be something, something that we could be doing
, it's gettin' like a daily operation, Cenilish born represents my young nation and I'm facin' oposition in every form so my man choose squad's like seven
fairy tales Said by sissies to snatch the record sales So when you see me just say I told ya My rhymes'll hold ya and mold ya to soldiers And train your
to snake pits Secrets of the Masons came to revelations Babylon destroyed by the nations aggravations Riots in the train stations, criminals grabbin' cops Snakes rattlin', angels draggin' Seven
the icecream truck And broke all of the [Incomprehensible] where the big G's live The little homie be gettin' out on account This time he might get stuck attempted One eight seven
The way the government downplays historical facts ''cause the United States sponsored the rise of the 3rd Reich Just like the CIA trained terrorists to
I had a baby named Jane She could shake that thing Said her Daddy used to hang With Johnny Coltrane She sang a soul train With her friend named Jen Her
Jerusalem Rap (Joe Dolan, arranged by Seven Nations) I'm a stranger here from Ireland's shore I've been on the road six months or me Hikin', workin
on a different dimension its my intention to be wrenchin the attention from you to me ascension to the top, king of the seven seas man, dont talk about
ate Chop Suey while watching System of a Down, fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground. Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation
son You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone The waters poisoned where I'm from son: the Third World son Seven hundred children die by
-Tang Train private soldiers in this rap game Like that shanghai chinky eyed chick from Bedstuy Wang Chung from Lafayette, stuy versant and Malcolm X Fifty seven
slang, Wu-Tang Train private soldiers in this rap game Like that Shanghai chinky eyed chick from Bedstuy Wang Chung from Lafayette, Stuyversant and Malcolm X Fifty Seven
tans Decrease the population of the rhythm nation By one fourth, wicked niggas is the source To the force I bring forth causes havocs, sparks bloody riots Seven days and seven
your sector (Here comes the rain) From Shaolin to the holy city of Mecca (Here comes the rain) Yo, yo, assassination, vaccination, poor education Infatuation with Satan with global nation
the icecream truck And broke all of the sills where the big G's live The little homie be gettin' out on account This time he might get stuck attempted One eight seven
under this stone? Can I call You? Can I see You alone? Will You show up? Is it Your place or mine? Are we friendly? What You seek You shall find, Seven
pits Secrets of the Masons came to Revelations Babylon destroyed by the nations aggravations Riots in the train stations, criminals grabbin cops Snakes rattlin, angels draggin Seven
