Lexicon - Howlin' Train lyrics
That Howlin' Train (3)/ Lexicon Lexicon He a Howlin' Train/ Lexicon (verse 1) I seen a lot in my young years Its easy to get f**ed wit no protection So not many come here I cultivated my mind through Sunnis and 5 per centers But held a warm heart from Christ in the cold winters I seen to many crips cause bloods give you the blues Spitting of the rip I love showing these dudes A wise man know he a fool The fool think he wise Rarely speak until my moves come to light Delinquent till I began peacing my peoples teachings Together blown apart by of colonial weather I flowed cross so many tracks I got my own railroad An angel in the dark arose from this hell hole Some fell slow like feathers I plotted better Watched and read the previous stories of yesterdays greats f**s festering hate but I just love kissing labias Can tell I'm they favorite cause they say Lexi lay me up Got cougars undressed laying on silk sheets Obsessed with what my mind thinks Blessed from the struggle that I hustled from Made my mental elevated I be shining they love the son Used to be stressed but I'm just blessed to breath A premature baby couldn't wait to see My place to be and shake the world like a earthquake Wish the fires of love could burn hate we learn faith That howlin' train is shaking up the tracks Shake it up shake it up He gone to far and he might not make it back Aww naw It's a long way home trying to find his way Alright now Just a man of the earth trying to find his fate My God Hook Lexicon (Verse 2) My Illustrious appearance fans immaculate cohearance Consumptious intention lames static wit deterrence I mingle with the elitest comfortable wit extremist Seeking divine teachings endless mountains never peaking Skiming tracks picking facts like my afro back My arm strong like satch mo back money short like they lost they slacks I'm from the block but I never been square 2 feet grounded but I never impair My vision and action never quick to react when Stupid comments are slapped in my direction I calmly calculate my perfection So don't cross me like an intersection Not materialistic I just want alot of bread Accomplished prominent profits that started in my head Gotta pay your dues cause this game take its toll No way to cheat dudes but you gotta play the code Las chicas llamanme papo y piensa soy guapo And I just wanna pick 3 like the lotto I'm most likely the baddest muthaf**a you ever seen Paint a false background wit money u a green screen It is I the one and only Lexicon k** me today I live forever in my rhymes You on a microwave so I guess you warming up A tsunami finna crash muthaf**a that is us Hook/hook/ That Howlin' Train (3) Lexicon Lexicon he a Howlin' Train!