Trainspotting (prod. by Chase Moore)

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"Trainspotting: Any hobby or obsession with a trivial pursuit."



Took a train to Cali, home of pretty girls and heddy herb, went to work on the latter, time passed, memories blur.
Caught the train back, the same cat, you remember, sure, never learned, just my bags came back heavier.
Debts occurred, spending sprees, never splurged, write for my queen like Freddie Merc, rep my turf, rest assured,
break that pad out, put that pen to work, lay it flat out, so I can spread the word, take half out and only spend a third.
This that feeling that you never heard, you between hearing and feeling this, in a sense, another sense emerged,
Chase success as angel feathers burn on Second Earth, I'm dressed for church, convincing Death to flirt.
Got these bodies on my conscience but they well deserved,
Not scared of conflict but don't treat it like a quest for worth.
That's why they petty acting like they peddle work, when they really pretty as that red rose pedal purse, bet it.
My home's protected, enter, it will end up worse, plead the 5th, probably practice that 2nd amendment 1st.
But I'd rather not have to, this that shit that you glad I got back to.

... Oh, you was waiting on me? Funny, I was waiting on you.
A trivial pursuit, I'm trainspotting, yeah, trainspotting.
Oh, you was waiting on me? Funny, I was waiting on you.
Fuck it, all aboard!, I'm trainspotting, yeah, trainspotting.

Verse 2
I was 11 when I started rapping, 13 hit the studio, 15 won my first battle, hate it when they ask me how I'm doing though.
Lie and say I'm good when it's moving slow, I'm losing hope
But shit, who would know? A reclusive soul on the other side of the curtain waiting on you to show.
Share struggle with every person I meet, but if I let you in my bubble you have to burst it leave.
You heard me? You hurt me, I'm worried, look in the mirror like "hurry, I'm failure, you deserve me", (fuck em) hang the judge and jury.
I still get nervous when I rock a show, but on the surface let nobody know.
And I guess that's how I always am, man, don't rap to rap no more, I rap to understand.
Damn, I haven't freestyled in a couple months, too busy writing things down 'cause they fuck me up. Like...



from Clay Pigeons, released March 11, 2014
Produced & mixed by Chase Moore. Written by G. Poe. Artwork by Aaron "HalfmanHalf" Moiel.


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