Joe Budden - Freight Train lyrics

Yo, shakers, movers, haters, rapists, losers, liars, takers, shooters With absurd dreams like Al who was 13 When he burst on the scene That eventually hurt him(heem) Got a tool, he stole from dad Thought it'd be cool To play show and tell so he took it to school He in cla** with it, stylin for mad b**hes Nickle bag lifted, its sad cuz he mad gifted But that biscuit will only lead to bad business Moms on dope, dads just ridiculous That leaves a Menace, wantin' to be Caine But they one in the same both runnin' from pain But the laughter it fell from his face When it fell from his waist And hit Ramell by mistake Tried as an adult, facin a long bid But the charge might change gotta see if the lil boy lives Hook Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way Yo, self-pity, chasin, wealth Could be sickly if you fend for yourself in city like Nitty Who sold dope his whole life, the n***a sold dope to his own wife He knew her d**h would come soon Bein real how much d** could she consume Even hid guns in his sons' room But they don't know its a secret believe it He don't want them to get hit the way that he did House raided, drove by the house sprayed it Ran in stole his stash, spouse naked Its real here, he thankful that he still here Caught'em nine times he'll easily take the wheelchair Old hustla's can't escape old madness Get the same results dealin' with old habits Which makes Nitty a lifetime sufferer Who thinks it'll be a'ight since he lives with his very best customer Hook Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way Yo, his spite is vintage, more so extensive Revenge is best served cold but its expensive Near steps, to revenge is near d**h He disappears stressed reappears with a TEC You k** his dog, he gone k** your cat His pops k**ed his mother so he k**ed his dad In his head he like god damnit he crept over With the same gun his pop planted that he slept over Raised as a k**a from an age that's a thrilla Age with no filta and that rage is familiar Now fate has him sleepin' over that guy Responsible for that black patch over his eye Pillow over Al's face he leaned over and cried He sighed and said "Your parents won't know that you died" d**h penalty, no amnesty just insanity Clock ticks on the last member of his immediate family Hook Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way