Hobo Dreams

AND STILL NO ONE KNEW HIS NAME.

HOBO HOPPIN' IN A SANTE FE BOXCAR, STACKED FRONT TO BACK, WILDSTYLE AUTORACKS

WHOLE CARS STRETCHED SO FAR, YOU COULD THROW A ROCK AND IT STILL WOULDN'T DROP WHERE THE BULLS ARE.

ROTATE

IF YOU KNOW PHATE, THEN YOU KNOW HE FUCKIN' WITH THE STOCK ON THE RUSTO CAN GLOCK..

SAW THE BOYS HITTIN' ROOFS WITH THE FIRE TOYS.

GAVE LOVE. PAINT THUGS MAKIN' HELLA NOISE.

WHEN THE TRAIN, MOVED IT SCREECHED LIKE A METAL BEAST.

IF THEY ORDER BEEF, WE CHEW WITH METAL TEETH

AIN'T NO DEBT TO PAY. (IF) YOU CANT ACCEPT THE TERMS, (YOU'RE) DEAD BEFORE LESSON LEARNED, GRADUATE IN YOUR SLEEP.

PEEP THE POPO. GOT SOLO. I TASTE THE RAILS

MY MAGENTA'S MY FO' FO'. THE AIM IS SWELL. ITS TOO COLD, YOU CAN'T HOLD IT.

GO ON MY THROW UP, AND DON'T CRUSH IT, ITS NO LOVE, ON SIGHT, WHEN WE SEE YOU, YOU CATCHIN' HELL

MOVIN' LIKE A BURNED OUT TRAIN

GROOVIN' LIKE METAL WHEELS ON FRAMES..

HIS SUICIDE WAS ONLY TWO STEPS AWAY.

(HE) TALKED THE TALK.

GRAFFITI IN THE LINGO

(HE) WALKED THE WALK

LETTERFORM ALL DAY

FOUGHT FOR THE CAUSE, YET STILL NO ONE KNOWS HIS NAME.

MOVIN' LIKE A BURNED OUT TRAIN

GROOVIN' LIKE METAL WHEELS ON FRAMES..

HIS SUICIDE WAS ONLY TWO STEPS AWAY.

(HE) TALKED THE TALK.

GRAFFITI IN THE LINGO

(HE) WALKED THE WALK

LETTERFORM ALL DAY

YET STILL NO ONE KNOWS HIS NAME.

REALLY WANNA TAKE MY TIME, LIKE WE GOT TIME, EVEN THOUGH WE KNOW WE ON THE GO GO IN DA' JUNGLE WHERE THEY

NEVER LAY A COLOR ON THE NUMBERS ON THE FREIGHT OR THE RAILROAD MAY PAINT THE WHOLE BURNER IN THE COVER-UP.

SUMMER COME, (IT'S) TIME TO KNUCKLE UP AND DELIVER

AIN'T NOBODY RUSTY, WE'VE BEEN ROCKIN' ALL WINTER.

IT'S THE MIDWEST. LOVE IT TO THE DEATH. PLAY IN ICE LIKE A METH HEAD STAYIN' HELLA FADED IN THE FILL-IN

(IF) YOU FUCKIN' WIT' ME, THEN GET IN AND BUCKLE UP. I CAN FILL IT WITHIN MY GUT:

A DILEMMA IS COMIN UP AHEAD.

GRAFFITI THEFT OF CREDIT WITHOUT PERMISSION.

RECOGNITION STEADY MISSING, WHETHER WE ALIVE OR DEAD.

CANS UP, NO HANDS UP HIGH PRESSURE

IN THE NIGHT OR THE DAYLIGHT, WE BLESS EM WITH IMAGERY FOR ENEMIES AND MEMORIES WITH XYLENE IN THE AFTER EFFECTS

MOVIN' LIKE A BURNED OUT TRAIN

GROOVIN' LIKE METAL WHEELS ON FRAMES..

HIS SUICIDE WAS ONLY TWO STEPS AWAY.

(HE) TALKED THE TALK

GRAFFITI IN THE LINGO

(HE) WALKED THE WALK

LETTERFORM ALL DAY

FOUGHT FOR THE CAUSE, YET STILL NO ONE KNOWS HIS NAME

MOVIN' LIKE A BURNED OUT TRAIN

GROOVIN' LIKE METAL WHEELS ON FRAMES..

HIS SUICIDE WAS ONLY TWO STEPS AWAY.

(HE) TALKED THE TALK.

GRAFFITI IN THE LINGO

(HE) WALKED THE WALK

LETTERFORM ALL DAY.

FOUGHT FOR THE CAUSE, YET STILL NO ONE KNOWS HIS NAME..