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Traveling On Train Of Thoughts
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Using a train ride as a metaphor to describe listening to a song.
writeous self writeous
Not your typical MC from the south. Writeous™ brings something new to the table, by combining abstract concepts, concious topics, and battle rapping all in one
To peep more music by my partner in rhyme, Tha Destaintion, and OLD as hell shit from me, go to http://www.soundclick.com/destination
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #894
Peak in subgenre #507
Author
Writeous & Destination
Rights
2003
Uploaded
February 12, 2003
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Using a train ride as a metaphor to describe listening to a song, and me controlling what or where you are going when u listen.
Lyrics
Writeous's Verse My train of thought is traveling tracks/ Hope bags have been packed, get ready I’m set to leave in 2 minutes exactly/ Relax, leave all your stress and regrets behind/ Forget the dismal times, just take pleasure and treasure this pleasant ride/ Get mesmerized by the scenery you once dreamed see/ Now recognize, those dreams you seek can be with in reach/ Expect a high scream or shriek when steam gets released/ From the engine, never quitting, ride rhythm’s lenient speeds/ The beats the rail road, I choose the it direction goes/ Moving thru desert or snow, future to present to old/ On hills and valleys, my emotional highs and the lows/ Open your eyes if they’re close, soak in the tide that I flow/ Now shut them back, make sure to strap in the rest of the journey/ Just 60 seconds left, bet you wont expect requests to hurry/ Not ready to travel to land of expressions? - then/ I recommend dont step up in the direction i'm heading in/ Destination Verse's I’m now long, no longer kicking the pail, like the bucket that fell~ I saw the nigga see but they still can't tell~ some people look up in the sky, but they want is that hell~ waiting for mail, behind bars looking for bail~ life's jail can smell of flavors that rail~ you into the station of fail, take for the tail~ and finish before you start on the trail~ sold for the sale, before you can tell~ soul done turned pale, sink to that ale~ brewing so well, loosing your yell, to people from Yale~ Blind to the brail of coincidental in coincidences that hail~ To those that hale, you turning stale~ Making your keenness like kel, seek to prevail {YES} ~ After lifting the vale, marriage to well~ Warms your inner dwell, brings ya to Intel~ Your insides outside dispel, through the words you can spell~ My nigga before the pen fell~!
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