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 fucked 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

Fucks 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

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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 muthafucka you ever seen

Paint a false background wit money u a green screen

It is I the one and only Lexicon

Kill me today I live forever in my rhymes

You on a microwave so I guess you warming up

A tsunami finna crash muthafucka that is us

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That Howlin' Train (3) Lexicon Lexicon he a Howlin' Train!