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Mars ILL - Planes and Trains
(from the album Backbreakonomics)
© copyright 2003

(manCHILD's part only)

Took my car to the MARTA station, train to the airport/
Feet to the bare floor, fists to declare war/
Fame as a flare, tore pain from your stare/
Used the game as a springboard, my name's at your in-store/
Kick to the snare drum, get here to there, son/
They stick to the chair like chicks that get their hair done/
Spit this to spare none, rhyme liquid in rare form/
Commit to prayer born, brought heat to stay warm/
Rap is my two cents, backed by the movement/
Sacrificed my words to give you Pigeon John and Blueprint/
Pleased just to thank you, hang with a strange few/
Five to the Deepspace, stay the same just to change you/
Pen to the notepad, mind to the starshine/
Knee to the groundwork, 'cause right now is our time/
Plane to the down south, MARTA to the train stop/
Walked to the car and drove back to the block...

(There by subway train)Another day booked, I'm a fish on a hook now/
(There by subway train)It's too late to turn out my ride 'til I die now/
(There by subway train)Hitching a ride into town with my hands out/
(There by subway train)I gotta go now, gotta go now, gotta go now...