The Train feat. Relic

from by MC FÜBB

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lyrics

Saw myself on a stage, I was spittin through the pain
just a vision that I saw while I was riding on the train
My pen game mean as I take aim
Blasting thru the paper, denting pages behind it, engrained
With the words that I scribbled down
words the opposite of Republican economics - they tend to trickle down
Into ears of the listener
Consider it my mission-ta
Reach every abled-bodied citizen,
rhyme commissioner, I'm hitting the
Heart of every human being who takes the time to really hear me
might have to look close to see it clearly
Most can't near me
But what could I really expect
Walking the path of a poet, star of david on my neck
I try not to react when they show disrespect
all my inspiration written out in blood and sweat
till nothing’s left
but nobody’s really tryna write this poet a cheque

I'm building on the train again
where I find my patience
tryna organize my thoughts again
because my mind is racing
writing on this journey again
before my destination
when I gotta interrupt my rhyme
(I’m) getting off at the next station

Found myself in a blizzard, I was trudging through the pain
Snow blurring up my vision, I was walking from the train
Destination to the lab again
face like mannequin
still, with a determined glare
No Fred Astaire song and dance
no circumstance is blocking me
voices in my head like a cacophony
but driven philosophically
feeling that my purpose is this
one rhyme, one booth, one mic
one reason left to exist
and for that very reason I persist
and insist that I give it my all
my clenched fist, loosens as I write
sublimate my rage into light
my dichotomy’s beyond wrong and right
this is build or destroy
surrender or conquer
retreat or deploy
and unleash a monster
put it on wax so my soul can then settle
and recharge for the day that they come test my mettle

Just a thought that I had on the train
became a rhyme that I wrote on the train
became some words that I spit on the train
turned into a verse that I wrote on the train
heard a beat in my head on the train
started tapping my feet on the train
I thought about my whole life on the train
the train, the train, the train…

They must think I’m talking to myself
they must think I’m crazy
but this verse got a hold of me
so those thoughts don’t faze me

I'm building on the train again
where I find my patience
tryna organize my thoughts again
‘cause my mind is racing
writing on this journey again
before my destination
when I gotta interrupt my rhyme
(I’m) getting off at the next station
(x2)

(I’m) getting off at the next station
(x3)

credits

from the poet [EP], released November 15, 2012
Written and performed by MC FÜBB and Relic.
Produced by NTG.
Recorded and mixed by Relic.
Mastered by Fresh Kils.

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