JOHN DENVER lyrics - All Aboard!

Steel Rails

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(Branscomb) Steel rails, chasing sunshine around the bend, Winding through the trees like a ribbon in the wind. I don't mind not knowing what lies down the track 'cause I'm looking out ahead to keep my mind from turning back. It's not the first time I find myself alone at dawn. If I really had you once, I still have you when I'm gone. Whistle blowing, blowing lonesome in my mind, Calling me along that never-ending double line. Steel rails, chasing sunshine around the bend, Winding through the trees like a ribbon in the wind. I don't mind not knowing what lies down the track 'cause I'm looking out ahead to keep my mind from turning back. The sun is shining through the open boxcar door, Lying in my mind with the things I've known before. And I've lost count of the hours, days and time. Just the rhythm of the rails keeps the motion in my mind.. Steel rails, chasing sunshine around the bend, Winding through the trees like a ribbon in the wind. I don't mind not knowing what lies down the track 'cause I'm looking out ahead to keep my mind from turning back. 'Cause I'm looking out ahead to keep my mind from turning back.

Happy Thoughts

MICK JENKINS "FreeNation Presents, The Pursuit of HappyNess. The Story of MickalasCage. fool..."
[Yawns] We're gonna do something a little different here for ya folks Free... [Clears throat, sniffles] It's gonna be really groovy, man Marijuana rollin' Keep them bottles comin', models comin' Take a seat, be fake with me cause they know I got dollas comin' This is what it takes to be happy? Please... Don't let them bleed yo' mind My nigga just free yo' mind I hope you can see it nigga, been prayin' for peace/piece of mind Chiefin' on leafy greens and thinkin' just like LeBron The 4th quarter's up on us, I'm hopin' we finish strong Prop and Chris do too much I'm just hopin' we finish song Niggas be smokin' with' us and hopin' to finish bongs The quotes is what's really potent, the focus is on what's wrong The message is in yo' mind, I'm hopin' you sing along I know you gone listen close, I just hope that you see the prob Marijuana rollin' Keep them bottles comin', models comin' Take a seat, be fake with me cause they know I got dollas comin' This is what it takes to be happy? Please... Don't let them bleed yo' mind My nigga just free yo' mind I hope you can see it nigga, been prayin' for peace/piece of mind Still feelin' peachy kings save this peach drink, they be divine Calypso it be the bomb, tell 'em about it Mick HappyNess is for the free, you can tell 'em about the clique How we tell 'em about our hearts, or we tell 'em about a brick Gotta break it down for these niggas then sell it out on the strip Off the strength We isn't whack And they feelin' a couple tracks And I'm movin' like Nicky Bond so I'm flipin' a couple packs, of this brick Music you hearin' I'm chillin' with all my niggas New Amsterdam in my Sprite I'm happy without that life A master plan in my sights Keep it tight When I right, fool And keep that Marijuana rollin' Keep them bottles comin', models comin' Take a seat, be fake with me cause they know I got dollas comin' This is what it takes to be happy? Please... Don't let them bleed yo' mind My nigga just free yo' mind I hope you can see it nigga, been prayin' for peace/piece of mind Free I told you it was gonna be groovy man

Drive U2 Suicide

ESHAM "Closed Casket"
We probably gonna get killed by tryin' to be like somebody else (Repeat) Yes yes y'all (y'all) And you don't stop (stop) Once I start up my mind, get in let's take a spin Lemme drive you to suicide I'm gone with the wind I'm out my mind, and in my mind I travel through space and time If you find me you see me, you can't 'cause you blind I decieve like Adam and Eve, you can't believe That I made the rhythm breathe, your eardrums bleed In time, you will find I'm out my mind But you don't know 'cause if you knew me You would know for sure, so let me drive you to suicide (CHORUS)(4x) Keep it on, keep it on and shockin' the place Keep it on, keep it on and shockin' the place Let me drive you to suicide Once I decide that I don't wanna live no more Well I guess I gotta do what the devil told me to Voodoo, it's kinda wicked, really wonder how I'm goin' under Can you feel the pain when it rain and it start to thunder I don't really know where I gotta go Heaven or hell either or it don't matter once your brain's scattered Once ya cock the hammer come along for the ride I'll see you on the other side and let me drive you to suicide (CHORUS) Pop goes the weasel, shot gun blasted Hole in my head, funeral, closed casket Dead body layin' on the bathroom floor So I don't gotta worry 'bout the pain no more

Untouchables

Eric B. Rakim "Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em"
This is poetry in motion Try to catch on, stay close to the host and MC's try to make the road rough but I'm coastin Ladies hear the rhymes rub em on like lotion Hit spots soothin, can't stop movin Go ahead bust a sweat and you can bet I'm still coolin When I detain it's a brainstorm never the same form, every brain I rained on is warm Takin a trip through Memory Lane to Melody See if you could tell if these thoughts to fell MC's could do you justice, but you can't touch this Some kid just tried to bust this but he just missed I'm universal and much more merciful So versatile with the style it's reversable I get away even if I say a curse or two First, let me bust another verse for you Your arms too short to box with Ra so quit You don't want no kind of conflict Or you'll get stripped as the rhyme is ripped Pick up the pieces now ain't that peace yeah I'm hip Everything I said flows since my intro I plant a thought extend and then grow Holdin my pen tightly it might be Controversy at first when I write the chords of research don't just take it for granted When I'm gone my mind remains a planet If I keep buildin, and teach the children So when they read in between the lines it's filled in I break to meditate, not a peep, concentrate till I'm deep awake, but not asleep At the same time risin and advertisin what is true, keep advised and you can stay wise and I'm untouchable Comin over the bridge take a peak at the skyline Cause that's how I shine not only when I rhyme My culture's makin me stronger, mentally Physically I'm powerful poetry now that could be labelled as art placed in a museum Style'll make scenery, now you see 'em Exhibit a knowledge that's packed and filled with nothin illiterate it's facts I build with My mind's untouchable which means intangible Contents never dense it's understandable I study life so I can live it the right way No time to hear what another brother might say Why sell a capsule of crack I don't have to I rhyme and sign million dollar contracts to put message on records that's graced with hard bass Smugglin microphones, this ain't Scarface Whoever talked that talk, I wanna hawk And don't try to Escape From New York Cross a 110th Street lookin for a problem It's Hell Up In Harlem, watch Ra solve em I hear the music clear as I get near the hundred and twenty fifth street Apollo Theater Take a step back when I rap I step up to you... I'm untouchable Put on my thinking cap pump the track Test your reflex relax but in contact you fold and lose control so hold your partner closer you're supposed to keep your composure But you hear the drum said go then it gets so hype it's like nitro opponents get petro Remember the trademark left by the R that's never soft or smooth it's comin off the hardest in effect, you could die-tect the imposter Takin my props, Rakim is still proper I'm a prophet, you can't stop it, when I drop it Everything I say, coincide with the topic Thoughts bounce around till my skull is fractured Inside my brain it's all manufactured As we go deeper it's hard to find Don't even think about it, cause you can't read my mind It's clear so therefore you need a ear or inclined in the mind with some kind of idea for the style I'm advertisin what is true Keep advised that you stay wise and the mind is untouchable

Automatic

E-40 "Grit Grind"
[Chorus] (Kokane E-40) Automatic, Systematic Do what you do playa Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind) In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status) Do what you do playa, (what you do) Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind) [Verse 1] (E-40) ???, Stackin' my mil Avoidin' the law, Stayin' out of jail Possesion of sales, Pocket all sales Conspiracy charges, Hate betrayals Payin' the rent Cause I don't write nothin down I keep it all in my head, Intellegent About my business, Memory like an elephant Chasin' the dream, Suit up for cream Special represented tactics team, They out for teams And infared beams, Pointed at domes, backs, and spleens Fire hydrons, Ambulance sirens, Spittin' licence, Police indicements Rightiously what it all boils down to is basically who's the wisest Ughhh, My heart made of granite Slow down my spit so you squares can understand it I didnt come in here empty handed I came in here on business and yall gone retrospecit dammit Been out the game, Did that mane Valejeo I claim, Made the name Feel my pain, Ghetto fame Magazine Street hustla mane Messin' around in the fast lane Chevy, Cougars and Mustangs Novas, Granadas, and Falcons Project livin' and Public housin' [Chorus] (Kokane Fabolous E-40) Automatic, Systematic Do what you do playa Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind (I got my mind on my money and my money on my mind, Ughh) In the traffic, Baller status, (Ugh) Do what you do playa, (what you do) Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind) [Verse 2] (Fabolous) Its ghetto F-A-Beezy F-A-Sheezy, Bustas hate me cause I f'ed they breezies Playboy, These techs spray easy Like you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy I get money on the grind So if you ya mind on my money, I put some money on ya mind Ya honey gone be mine Cause ya diamond forecast is partly cloudly The kids look sunny on the shine I'm gettin' ticked off again Ya'll must like ridin' in long black caddy's that they stick coffins in The Click often been Blowin' sticky, That come in the jars that they stick coffee in I got chicks offerin' But I play hard to get, Unless they suck me 'til my dick soft again You lookin' at the way the coast to coast g do it From the Brooklyn to the Bay Bring the hook in by the way [Chorus] (Kokane E-40) Automatic, Systematic Do what you do playa Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind) In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status) Do what you do playa, (what you do) Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind) To all you playas out there hustlin', (hustli-i-in) And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in) To all you playas out there hustlin', (out there hustli-i-in) And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in) [Verse 3] (Fabolous) It don't matter if you lokin' or bleedin' Wheather its backwards or zig zags ya smokin' ya weed in You slow pokin' or speedin' All that counts to these motherfuckers is if you broke or suceedin' I'm gettin used to strokin' and sweetin', pokin' and skeetin' Stayin focused while feedin', so I don't choke what im eatin' I'm lookin' for towns to put the coke and the weed in To sit with white folks in a meetin', pleasebaleaveit (E-40) I used to sell tapes up out my truck and slang cain, (boom) Respected on the streets before the fame, (boom) Aint nothin' lame or game goofy about my game, (boom) Paid my dues, Obeyed the rules Stuck to the script, Made a Click All a my fellows and all a my dawgs Ridin' mustard and mayonaise on vouges Feelin' em up, Sittin' em down Flossin' and Bossin' all over the town Hardest state benzes ya ever heardin ya life man write that down (write that down) [Chorus] (Kokane E-40) Automatic, Systematic Do what you do playa Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind) In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status) Do what you do playa, (what you do) Just keep on hustlin' on the gri-i-ind, (on the grind) To all you playas out there hustlin', (hustli-i-in) And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in) To all you playas out there hustlin', (out there hustli-i-in) And all my thugs that be thuggin', (thuggi-i-in)

Rose-Tinted Suicide

ANGEL HAZE "Dirty Gold"
You're the shade of the saddest December Rose colored petals that tragically wither With my tongue on the thighs of a sinner And I keep praying father forgive us And I come back to you for redemption Til I feel you rise up inside me like tension All the thoughts on the mind you’ve imprisoned Have faith in the god you envisage And I praise and I stroke you to pieces Til you cum in the dark and release me And I beg at your feet when you leave me Til my tonsils are sore from the screaming Til my knees hit the pavement your feet hit For the hem of your garment, I’m reaching You’re the only god I’ve ever believed in.. You’re the only god I’ve ever believed in Lost in you tonight I could worship you for life Keep me rising like the tide The tide I’ve got heaven on my mind I’ve got God here in my sight Could you stay and take me high? Me high, high...

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