Mars ILL, Pigeon John, Blueprint - Planes and Trains lyrics
[Mars ILL, Pigeon John, Blueprint - Planes and Trains lyrics]
I live on the road, a modern day hobo
Trained to eat quick and expect the low blow
Get what you can from a dried up hole
In the land of the lost, cowboys in the sand
And my soul is the coal
And my life is the flame
And it's burning to earn all
The lights and the fame
And it's turning to ash
Every step towards cash
And I'm losing it fast so I mash on the gas
But, it's too late
My fate is a broken hearted freshman
Even before my first date
And I smile at my call, another yes
Yes y'all with every summer, there's fall
So I just rock in my chair
While they rock to the beat
A whole trainload of fresh meat
And it's so sweet how they dream
Their young hearts beam
But they really don't know what it means
But they will though
(There by subway train) Another day booked
I'm a fish on a hook now
(There by subway train) It's too late to turn
Out my ride 'til I die now
(There by subway train) Hitching a ride
Into town with my hands out
(There by subway train) I gotta
Go now, gotta go now, gotta go now
Took my car to the MARTA station
Train to the airport
Feet to the bare floor, fists to declare war
Fame as a flare, tore pain from your stare
Used the game as a springboard
My name's at your in-store
Kick to the snare drum, get here to there
Son they stick to the chair like chicks
That get their hair done
Spit this to spare none
Rhyme liquid in rare form
Commit to prayer born
Brought heat to stay warm
Rap is my two cents, backed by the movement
Sacrificed my words to give you
Pigeon John and Blueprint
Pleased just to thank you
Hang with a strange few
Five to the Deepspace
Stay the same just to change you
Pen to the notepad, mind to the starshine
Knee to the groundwork
Cause right now is our time
Plane to the down south
MARTA to the train stop
Walked to the car and drove back to the block
Are we there yet? Let me know
I'm feeling restless
From traveling up what feels like stair steps
And I hope it doesn't make me
Weak when I start to question
How far I'm willing to go
To deliver this message
But the point of no return
Is where we're all at
It's easier to push forward than to go back
And since I can't go back to life before rap
I'mma play this game and boost all my stats
I was born at a time when you earned respect
For the rhyme and the way
You made words connect
Not the money that you made
Or the girls you sexed
A concept you obviously haven't heard of yet
I did more shows in a month
Than you did in your life
Ate gas station food, stayed up late nights
Met a couple women that I'd
Like to make my wife
And realized that I'd travel
Anywhere for mics
Trained to eat quick and expect the low blow
Get what you can from a dried up hole
In the land of the lost, cowboys in the sand
And my soul is the coal
And my life is the flame
And it's burning to earn all
The lights and the fame
And it's turning to ash
Every step towards cash
And I'm losing it fast so I mash on the gas
But, it's too late
My fate is a broken hearted freshman
Even before my first date
And I smile at my call, another yes
Yes y'all with every summer, there's fall
So I just rock in my chair
While they rock to the beat
A whole trainload of fresh meat
And it's so sweet how they dream
Their young hearts beam
But they really don't know what it means
But they will though
(There by subway train) Another day booked
I'm a fish on a hook now
(There by subway train) It's too late to turn
Out my ride 'til I die now
(There by subway train) Hitching a ride
Into town with my hands out
(There by subway train) I gotta
Go now, gotta go now, gotta go now
Took my car to the MARTA station
Train to the airport
Feet to the bare floor, fists to declare war
Fame as a flare, tore pain from your stare
Used the game as a springboard
My name's at your in-store
Kick to the snare drum, get here to there
Son they stick to the chair like chicks
That get their hair done
Spit this to spare none
Rhyme liquid in rare form
Commit to prayer born
Brought heat to stay warm
Rap is my two cents, backed by the movement
Sacrificed my words to give you
Pigeon John and Blueprint
Pleased just to thank you
Hang with a strange few
Five to the Deepspace
Stay the same just to change you
Pen to the notepad, mind to the starshine
Knee to the groundwork
Cause right now is our time
Plane to the down south
MARTA to the train stop
Walked to the car and drove back to the block
Are we there yet? Let me know
I'm feeling restless
From traveling up what feels like stair steps
And I hope it doesn't make me
Weak when I start to question
How far I'm willing to go
To deliver this message
But the point of no return
Is where we're all at
It's easier to push forward than to go back
And since I can't go back to life before rap
I'mma play this game and boost all my stats
I was born at a time when you earned respect
For the rhyme and the way
You made words connect
Not the money that you made
Or the girls you sexed
A concept you obviously haven't heard of yet
I did more shows in a month
Than you did in your life
Ate gas station food, stayed up late nights
Met a couple women that I'd
Like to make my wife
And realized that I'd travel
Anywhere for mics