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letra de planes and trains - mars ill

(verse #1, pigeon john)
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 ya’ll/
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…

(hook)
(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…

(verse #2, manchild)
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 deepsp-ce, 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…

(hook)

(verse #3, blueprint)
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’ma 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 s-xed/
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…

(hook)

- mars ill

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